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Showing posts with label sacrament. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sacrament. Show all posts

Thursday, 10 June 2010

Spirit and matter

Reflections on the sacredness and significance of matter...

More than the sum of its parts

there is to all things an invisible spiritual component
I believe that everything in this world is more than the sum of its (visible) parts. For there is to all things an invisible spiritual component or dimension which transforms and transfigures the ordinary into the extraordinary, the mundane into the miraculous. It is the eternal element in the everyday. It is what gives meaning and life to mere things.

Reductionism

If we look at anything in an (ontologically) reductionist, materialist way we can reduce it to a set of component parts with no meaning, purpose, significance, value or life. As Wordsworth put it, 'we kill to dissect' - or rather, in dissecting we lose the essence of the composed creation. A human can be deconstructed into flesh, bones and organs or further down into cells, then genes, then chemicals and finally atoms and their components; or else humans can be seen as 'just' apes or mammals.

A comedian once quipped "life is nature's way of keeping meat fresh". Thoughts can be reduced to electro-chemical impulses; love can be explained as evolution's means of ensuring the survival or reproductive success of genes or species; Beethoven's 9th can be disassembled into a set of sound waves.

Incidentally, I don't believe there is such a thing as 'just' anything, whether it's sound waves, sinews or cells. Even these component parts have a kind of selfhood; they are something important even in and of themselves.

But furthermore, we know instinctively that all these sets of component parts are not what humans, thoughts, love, life or symphonies are - merely what they're made of:
"In our world", said Eustace, "a star is a huge ball of flaming gas."
"Even in your world... that is not what a star is but only what it is made of." (C.S. Lewis, Voyage of the Dawn Treader)

The meaning of love?

It may well be true that romantic love is, on a biological or evolutionary level, merely the means by which humans are induced to pair up, mate and bring up their offspring, ensuring the survival of their genes. Viewed in this way it is a mere phantom, a meaningless but biologically-useful trick played on us by our DNA. But it can be both that and something more, for there is a spiritual as well a physical component to everything; an eternal as well as a temporal aspect. Human romantic love can - and I believe does - have a reality, meaning, significance and value that transcend and suppress its utilitarian biological function.

even animals are not merely animals
Human beings are not merely animals; indeed, even animals are not merely animals. Our bodies and actions matter. Sex is not merely a meaningless and transient physical act; perhaps even eating and excreting have a sacredness, linking us all in the great chains and cycles of life in which all living creatures participate and interdepend.

Matter matters

So matter matters. Matter matters in its own right, simply as itself, and it matters because of the spirit which fills, vivifies, lifts and transfigures it. Matter is spirit's body, its means of expression in a physical universe, the instrument through which its music plays.

Perhaps then almost nothing is entirely meaningless - even the most apparently random of chance events...

A poem

The body's more than earth by nature formed,
The brain is more than cells by sense informed,
The mind is more than brain's projection-screen
Where visions, dark subconscious-bred, are seen;
The Earth is more than soil swinging through space,
And man is more than monkey aping grace,
And music's more than heard-vibrating air;
For Truth is more than Reason can lay bare:

Beside, beyond, above body, brain, mind,
Unseen, ignored, rejected; undesigned
Designer, Maker, Lover, Source of love
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nd light and life, without whom none can live -
O Spirit, may we hear your soundless call;
For spirit is the greater part of all.

Friday, 22 January 2010

Reality as Sacrament and Icon

No, I'm not turning Catholic or Orthodox (though I see much good in both). Rather I've recently been discovering a new (actually probably very old) set of ways of understanding and relating to God and the world - or rather to God in and through the world. These ways are best described in words like sacrament, icon, transcendent immanence, transluminence and super/naturalism. I'd sum it up as the idea of God as the Reality behind reality.

I'm tentatively starting to see each new moment, sight, experience and encounter - the whole world and all of life - as potentially sacramental. Each new sight, meeting or creature can become a sacrament, a physical vessel or conduit of the divine presence, mediating God's reality to us. So in and through the things of the natural world we can potentially encounter God, receive his love and grace, hear his inaudible voice.

Related to this is the idea of the world and all in it - all of physical reality - as icon. An icon is not an idol, an object of worship, but rather a channel of worship, a window through which we glimpse a little of the God whom no image can capture or truly represent (Christ alone is the perfect icon).

Anything can be an idol if put in place of God; almost anything (with the exception of that which is inherently evil) can be an icon or sacrament. Each place can become a sacred space; each moment can be a holy moment, every mundane activity can be worship. God is not contained in his creation, but (for those with eyes to see) he saturates it, pervades it, shines through it so that truly 'Earth's crammed with heaven / And every common bush aflame with God'. I'm calling this shining-through transluminence.

Closely linked to this is the idea of the extraordinary in the ordinary - the miraculous in the mundane, the eternal in the everyday. Sometimes you may see a familiar face or some perfectly ordinary thing but you see it afresh, as though for the first time. These epiphanies again reveal the ordinary stuff of life as sacraments and icons through which we glimpse the divine.

Transcendent immanence is the idea that God is at the same time both totally transcendent (beyond, above, over, outside, greater than) and also totally immanent (present, near, within, through, beneath). The Trinity is a potent symbol of this - God's Spirit makes the transcendent, timeless God present within/through each part and particle of created time and space, and perhaps the Son is the floodgate through which the Spirit enters the cosmos, the bridge-maker between the eternal and temporal realms. (NB when I say the Trinity is a symbol I don't mean that it isn't real.)

Alongside all these ideas is what I'm calling super/naturalism, aka supernatural theism. This sees the realms or dimensions of natural and supernatural, physical and spiritual, visible and invisible as integrated, intersecting at all points - not separate but part of a seamless unity. There is therefore no division between 'sacred' and 'profane' or physical and spiritual - each touches on the other and is a part of the other, just as body and soul co-inhere (if that's a word). This allows us to see God as intimately involved in the physical world, acting in it through natural events and circumstances.

We therefore don't need to make a distinction between miraculous 'God' events and normal, natural events that somehow operate apart from or without God. By the same token, a 'natural' or scientific account of some phenomenon need not deny or exclude God's presence or activity within and through it. We do not need, for example, to choose between Creation and Evolution - we can affirm the both/and as we can affirm that each baby is 'created' by God yet at the same time formed through normal, natural everyday biological processes. So belief in the supernatural is not 'gilding the lily' as some atheists suggest - it is merely seeing the lily in the fullness of its (sacramental) reality.

This does not of course mean that everything in nature is equally or fully good, God-filled or God-ordained. God's world is infected throughout and in every part with evil and corruption (see previous post on God and evil). Almost no object or experience is a pure sacrament or perfect icon; as yet we only ever glimpse God 'as through a glass darkly' (and writing this through a heavy cold on a grey January day, the glass does seems pretty dark). But the glimpses are genuine, and it is from the matter and spirit of this corrupted but originally good world that God is here and now invisibly building his new, redeemed and restored creation - his kingdom, in which his love will reign fully and his face be seen perfectly.

Finally, if all of reality is in some way sacramental, then I am - you are - as well. We each dimly, stumblingly, often unwittingly yet uniquely reflect and transmit glimpses of God to others.