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<blockquote data-quote="Scent of Cedar *" data-source="post: 616635" data-attributes="member: 17461"><p>You know the meaning of Namaste, Recovering?</p><p></p><p>Namaste, Recovering.</p><p></p><p>From my heart, my being, my awakening, strengthening self, to yours, Recovering.</p><p></p><p>And like always, in all times and everywhere...the leave-taking is what the banquet was all about. Stronger, more centered.</p><p></p><p>Well nourished, Recovering.</p><p></p><p>Namaste.</p><p></p><p>Cedar</p><p></p><p>Have you had the opportunity to read Charles Williams <u>Descent Into Hell</u>, yet? It revolves around the central mystery of Christendom, about the capacity to give, and to receive, strength, about carrying the other's burden so easily, because the burning shame of personal resentment does not exist, for the one who chooses to hold the burden for someone else. </p><p></p><p>It's called: The Doctrine of Substituted Love, in the book.</p><p></p><p>Here is a quote I love, too. Not from this book, but relevant, here.</p><p></p><p>"I will this morning climb up in spirit to the high places, bearing with me the hopes and miseries of my mother; and there...upon all that in the world of human flesh is now about to be born or to die beneath the rising sun, I will call down the Fire."</p><p></p><p>Pierre Tielhard de Chardin</p><p></p><p>I don't know which book that was. Hymn to the Universe, maybe?</p><p></p><p>Interesting to note that the Fire is love...and that the dresses in your dream are red. </p><p></p><p>Passionate, fiery red. </p><p></p><p>Like fire.</p><p></p><p>Like love.</p><p></p><p>*********************</p><p></p><p>Let's see if I can find that quote. It's beautifully written. In the story too, is a person who chooses not to see. Lilith is there, too. An altogether beautiful book.</p><p></p><p>My favorite book, my favorite writer.</p><p></p><p>Found it.</p><p></p><p>"The body of his flesh received her alien terror, his mind carried the burden of her world. The burden was inevitably lighter for him than for her, for the rage of a personal resentment was lacking. He endured her sensitiveness, but not her sin; the substitution there, if indeed there is a substitution, is hidden in the central mystery of Christendom which Christendom itself has never understood, nor can."</p><p></p><p>The story, which I am sure I have related at some point on our journey, reveals that, freed of her fear, the heroine goes on to meet the buried parts of herself ~ which turn out to be the color and passion and courage she had always found just out of her reach. It turns out that the fear she was carrying was intergenerational. The fear she had been holding was fear taken from an ancestor praying for relief from the fear he felt as he awaited being burnt at the stake for heresy. In the book, she steps up through time, and directs her ancestor to give the fear to her. He does. He dies in a blaze of glory, unafraid.</p><p></p><p>*****************</p><p></p><p>"I looked and tried to see each face, not to fail each face, to meet the warmth of each face, when the song was done, not ever to slip back into pain and shyness and cringing as if my past was my shell and I a snail too weak for this ascent, too bound to the old track of ugliness, too full of self-loathing."</p><p></p><p>Anne Rice</p><p></p><p>******</p><p>For all the world's woundedness...an infinite compassion. Not anger, and not retaliation.</p><p></p><p>?Etty Hilesum?</p><p>An Interrupted Life</p><p></p><p>*********************</p><p></p><p>...and between our eyes and hands and mouths there now flows a constant stream of tenderness; a stream in which all petty desires seem to have been extinguished. All that matters now is to be kind to one another with all the goodness that is in us.</p><p></p><p>And every encounter is also a farewell.</p><p></p><p>Etty Hilesum</p><p>An Interrupted Life</p><p></p><p>********</p><p></p><p>The highest function of love is that it makes the loved one a unique and irreplaceable being.</p><p></p><p>T. Robbins</p><p>Literary Encyclopedia of the Atomic Age</p><p></p><p>:O)</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Scent of Cedar *, post: 616635, member: 17461"] You know the meaning of Namaste, Recovering? Namaste, Recovering. From my heart, my being, my awakening, strengthening self, to yours, Recovering. And like always, in all times and everywhere...the leave-taking is what the banquet was all about. Stronger, more centered. Well nourished, Recovering. Namaste. Cedar Have you had the opportunity to read Charles Williams [U]Descent Into Hell[/U], yet? It revolves around the central mystery of Christendom, about the capacity to give, and to receive, strength, about carrying the other's burden so easily, because the burning shame of personal resentment does not exist, for the one who chooses to hold the burden for someone else. It's called: The Doctrine of Substituted Love, in the book. Here is a quote I love, too. Not from this book, but relevant, here. "I will this morning climb up in spirit to the high places, bearing with me the hopes and miseries of my mother; and there...upon all that in the world of human flesh is now about to be born or to die beneath the rising sun, I will call down the Fire." Pierre Tielhard de Chardin I don't know which book that was. Hymn to the Universe, maybe? Interesting to note that the Fire is love...and that the dresses in your dream are red. Passionate, fiery red. Like fire. Like love. ********************* Let's see if I can find that quote. It's beautifully written. In the story too, is a person who chooses not to see. Lilith is there, too. An altogether beautiful book. My favorite book, my favorite writer. Found it. "The body of his flesh received her alien terror, his mind carried the burden of her world. The burden was inevitably lighter for him than for her, for the rage of a personal resentment was lacking. He endured her sensitiveness, but not her sin; the substitution there, if indeed there is a substitution, is hidden in the central mystery of Christendom which Christendom itself has never understood, nor can." The story, which I am sure I have related at some point on our journey, reveals that, freed of her fear, the heroine goes on to meet the buried parts of herself ~ which turn out to be the color and passion and courage she had always found just out of her reach. It turns out that the fear she was carrying was intergenerational. The fear she had been holding was fear taken from an ancestor praying for relief from the fear he felt as he awaited being burnt at the stake for heresy. In the book, she steps up through time, and directs her ancestor to give the fear to her. He does. He dies in a blaze of glory, unafraid. ***************** "I looked and tried to see each face, not to fail each face, to meet the warmth of each face, when the song was done, not ever to slip back into pain and shyness and cringing as if my past was my shell and I a snail too weak for this ascent, too bound to the old track of ugliness, too full of self-loathing." Anne Rice ****** For all the world's woundedness...an infinite compassion. Not anger, and not retaliation. ?Etty Hilesum? An Interrupted Life ********************* ...and between our eyes and hands and mouths there now flows a constant stream of tenderness; a stream in which all petty desires seem to have been extinguished. All that matters now is to be kind to one another with all the goodness that is in us. And every encounter is also a farewell. Etty Hilesum An Interrupted Life ******** The highest function of love is that it makes the loved one a unique and irreplaceable being. T. Robbins Literary Encyclopedia of the Atomic Age :O) [/QUOTE]
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