May I let my voice be a clarion call. I will use these words for justice. I will use these words for truth. And humour.

Thursday, September 29, 2005

 

first formal contact with the oversoul

music: mozart violin something or other

colors: transparent

mood: good. i just received a rare plant (no, not that kind of plant!) that i ordered through the mail, but its stem is busted. in addition to giving it the correct amount of light and water, i've been playing it classical music at low volumes, so hopefully that'll help it mend.

thoughts: The idea below is something critical to my core theology -- the Oversoul:

From Emerson:

The Supreme Critic on the errors of the past and the present, and the only prophet of that which must be, is that great nature in which we rest, as the earth lies in the soft arms of the atmosphere; that Unity, that Over-soul, within which every man's particular being is contained and made one with all other; that common heart, of which all sincere conversation is the worship, to which all right action is submission; that overpowering reality which confutes our tricks and talents, and constrains every one to pass for what he is, and to speak from his character, and not from his tongue, and which evermore tends to pass into our thought and hand, and become wisdom, and virtue, and power, and beauty.


I still have a lot of reading to do, but it'll be interesting to see if he, or William Elery Channing, makes any distinction between spirit and soul.

chant/prayer/mantra:
tend the garden.

Link of the day: Here's the full reading.

hugs,
joel

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