“…Here was a book that achieved the kind of dialogue to which he had aspired ever since reading I and Thou: not reformulated thought, but the “spontaneous elucidation of what we do not yet know” ; not thought about what is already known, but “what will come to be known in our saying it to someone who will reply”. “
from “The Life You Save May Be Your Own: An American Pilgrimage”, by Paul Elie. Farrar, Straus, Giroux, NY. 2013. page 357.
This is Paul Elie talking about Merton’s reaction to Walker Percy’s novel “The Moviegoer”….but now that we’ve mapped out all the literary references, the money phrase is “what will come to be known in our saying it to someone who will reply”. The remote cause of the insight is Martin Buber, “I and Thou”.
Great description of what happens in what I’m calling, in this blog, Conversation. Capital C.
I cried what tears I had, then slept,
and dreamed of saints who run
their Jacob’s ladders down and up.
“He does not suffer much”, one said.
Not much? I said. Not much?
Sweet brother, take my strict belief
and buy yourself a better bed.
“Many poets are not poets for the same reason that many religious men are not saints. They never succeed in being themselves…”
Thomas Merton claims that silence is our admission that we have broken communication with God and are now willing to listen.
From today’s lectionary (BCP)
I Have Calmed and Quieted My Soul
A Song of Ascents. Of David.
131:1 O Lord, my heart is not lifted up;
my eyes are not raised too high;
I do not occupy myself with things
too great and too marvelous for me.
2 But I have calmed and quieted my soul,
like a weaned child with its mother;
like a weaned child is my soul within me.
3 O Israel, hope in the Lord
from this time forth and forevermore.
Giroux talks about getting Seven Story Mountain into print. In the process he quotes the opening lines, one of the best openings in literature. I wish I could find the rest of the opening paragraph…
“On the last day of January 1915, under the sign of the Water Bearer, in a year of a great war, and down in the shadows of some French mountains on the borders of Spain, I came into the world.”
“The worst thing that can happen to a person who is already divided up into a dozen different compartments is to seal off yet another compartment and tell him that this one is more important than all others, and that he must henceforth exercise a special care in keeping it separate from them. That is what tends to happen when contemplation is unwisely thrust without warning upon the bewilderment and distraction of Western man.
The first thing you have to do, before you start thinking about such a thing as contemplation, is to try to recover your basic natural unity, to reintegrate your compartmentalized being into a coordinated and simple whole, and learn to live as a unified human person. This means that you have to bring back together the fragments of your distracted existence so that when you say “I” there is really someone present to support the pronoun you have uttered.”
— From “The Inner Experience” I think.