Goethe said of mysticism about its relationship to poetry and philosophy in the following quote.
"Poetry points to the riddles of nature and tries to solve them by means of the image. Philosophy directs itself to the riddles of reason, and attempts of solve them by means of the word. Mysticism considers the riddles of both nature and reason, and seeks to solve them through both word and image."
Johann Geothe
Tuesday, February 19, 2008
Monday, February 18, 2008
Man and Nature
"Separated from man, the world of nature lies dead; all apparent order dissolves into chaos. The plant has no enjoyment, the flowers cannot experience their beauty. Without man, even the diamond lies valueless in the earth. Everything in creation is united in the human being - in him alone can the wisdom, beauty, order of nature stand revealed, for man is the epitome of all creatures."
Vladimir Soloviev
Vladimir Soloviev
Sunday, February 17, 2008
The First Meeting
Here is a description in a biography of Soloviev by Paul Allen of what occurred when he was 9 years old. It was Ascension day, May 1862.
"Young Vladimir is enraptured by the beauty and the solemnity of the Event taking place before him. A mystical devotion engulfs him like a mighty wave, sweeping away all traces of jealousy. Crossing himself, the boy is absorbed by the divine Drama....
Suddenly it is as if the walls, the ceiling of the church, have vanished; the Priest has disappeared, the Deacon also, and with them the Choir, the congregation....Vladimir is alone beneath the vault of heaven; an azure veil surrounds him, streams of golden radiance weaving through and through it. And in the radiance, penetrating into the very center of the boy's soul, stands a Figure, bearing a heavenly flower in her hands. Gently she smiles upon him, her gaze bathing him in an infinitely soothing tenderness. Then, as quietly, as mysteriously as she appeared, she slowly fades from his sight...
"Young Vladimir is enraptured by the beauty and the solemnity of the Event taking place before him. A mystical devotion engulfs him like a mighty wave, sweeping away all traces of jealousy. Crossing himself, the boy is absorbed by the divine Drama....
Suddenly it is as if the walls, the ceiling of the church, have vanished; the Priest has disappeared, the Deacon also, and with them the Choir, the congregation....Vladimir is alone beneath the vault of heaven; an azure veil surrounds him, streams of golden radiance weaving through and through it. And in the radiance, penetrating into the very center of the boy's soul, stands a Figure, bearing a heavenly flower in her hands. Gently she smiles upon him, her gaze bathing him in an infinitely soothing tenderness. Then, as quietly, as mysteriously as she appeared, she slowly fades from his sight...
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