Yes. Another facet of this seems to be that side of longing that manifests as sorrow--grief for the tragedy of the fallen world. I felt that keenly today. Like a wound that will never be healed in this life, on this planet. I appreciate reading this post on the heels of that, as a reminder that there is more than the cloud... there is the silver lining, the light that shines beyond it... Thank you.
โOur longing for the high beauty, for paradise, for Eden, for Faeriรซ, all the result of our ancient fall in the garden. We long for what we have been barred from.โ
I feel as if Tolkien knew that modernity would erase all but a few artefacts of high civilization and that we in the coming years would be feted to experience this yearning of which you speak. Perhaps it is the last embers of the glory that once was that we are feeling? Like a fragment of melody from a song we once knew in full.
Today, the muezzin wails in our holy buildings, 'drill' valorises base criminality, we all clap and cheer the performance of conformity... The old song is drowned out by the noise of a modernity which holds bland tolerance of everything as it's highest ideal. Firiel turned away that day long ago; and now here we are.
One thing missed in reading JRR and not his source material, also not living his life from 1900 in England, are these moments of beauty. Compared to living in Texas between the strip malls, wherever each of us are. Can't seem to post graphics here, so:
So if you want to inspire the FEELING of enchantment, re-enchantment as a first necessary step in ACTING on and creating, building this (I am running regular articles on the subject) then you need to first see it, feel it, chase it in your own life, wherever you are.
I feel the same way...uh, it really broke me when I read this, my eyes got a little teary...I won't write any more except this: because of all the words you wrote, I consider you a brother (and Tolkien a second father)....So receive all the love from your new sister from Croatia. I wish you all the peace and well-being. God bless and save you.
My favorite comment, "Some things are too beautiful for men to look on, or to think too deeply on, without suffering a wound." Be grateful you have found this at 25, I am now 70, and still this type of thing haunts me, particularly when experiencing something sublime which others cannot (or will not) take time to share.
Yes. Another facet of this seems to be that side of longing that manifests as sorrow--grief for the tragedy of the fallen world. I felt that keenly today. Like a wound that will never be healed in this life, on this planet. I appreciate reading this post on the heels of that, as a reminder that there is more than the cloud... there is the silver lining, the light that shines beyond it... Thank you.
โOur longing for the high beauty, for paradise, for Eden, for Faeriรซ, all the result of our ancient fall in the garden. We long for what we have been barred from.โ
Wonderfully said.
I feel as if Tolkien knew that modernity would erase all but a few artefacts of high civilization and that we in the coming years would be feted to experience this yearning of which you speak. Perhaps it is the last embers of the glory that once was that we are feeling? Like a fragment of melody from a song we once knew in full.
Today, the muezzin wails in our holy buildings, 'drill' valorises base criminality, we all clap and cheer the performance of conformity... The old song is drowned out by the noise of a modernity which holds bland tolerance of everything as it's highest ideal. Firiel turned away that day long ago; and now here we are.
Beautiful
We are back
Many are saying this
One thing missed in reading JRR and not his source material, also not living his life from 1900 in England, are these moments of beauty. Compared to living in Texas between the strip malls, wherever each of us are. Can't seem to post graphics here, so:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Faering#/media/File:Sunnm%C3%B8rsf%C3%A6ring_-_Her%C3%B8y_kystmuseum.jpg
You'll see flat punts, and 200 year old oaks, etc walking to campus, or this, the church of the Lion and Wardrobe:
https://thirdeyetraveller.com/wp-content/uploads/narnia-door-oxford-st-marys-passage-9.jpg
So if you want to inspire the FEELING of enchantment, re-enchantment as a first necessary step in ACTING on and creating, building this (I am running regular articles on the subject) then you need to first see it, feel it, chase it in your own life, wherever you are.
I feel the same way...uh, it really broke me when I read this, my eyes got a little teary...I won't write any more except this: because of all the words you wrote, I consider you a brother (and Tolkien a second father)....So receive all the love from your new sister from Croatia. I wish you all the peace and well-being. God bless and save you.
This resonates so strongly, reminding me of the of Eccelsiaties 3:11: God has places eternity in our hearts. Thank you for sharing.
My favorite comment, "Some things are too beautiful for men to look on, or to think too deeply on, without suffering a wound." Be grateful you have found this at 25, I am now 70, and still this type of thing haunts me, particularly when experiencing something sublime which others cannot (or will not) take time to share.
Who did the artwork for the image you used at the end? Grey Havens or a classical-romantic rendering of pool outside west gate of Moria?
I believe it is by Joe Gilronan