Mid-morning. You are at Pine Hill Lakes Park
sitting in the shade, facing east while Carol is taking her (mostly) daily
walk. You have another pleasant Fall day thus the car windows and sun roof are
open for the crisp light breeze to flow though. – Amorella
1024
hours. While listening to Pandora (1960’s folk music), I did forty minutes of
light (no weights) exercises last night before bed. I broadened the range from
folk to social (Beatles) with a little Johnny Cash thrown in. This is quite
different from my usual fare of 1980’s music for exercise. Actually, I kept
moving for forty-five minutes but cut off five because no weights were involved
by my massive own. Inside I feel a cross between Moby Dick and Captain Ahab as
far as the morning personality goes. It is indeed a very pleasant day, though
in October not April. Too bad Ahab; now is not the time.
This then is the imaginary inner drama that
excites your mind. In a sense, looking deeper, I, Amorella, am the whale, and
you the still angry old man are Ahab. If you follow with your flow of dark
humor, I win; you go down with the ship. What do you think, boy, does that
about cover the existential bleakness of the situation; I am the transcending
and you are not without being tied to me? – Amorella
1038
hours. You dig right to the root and leave me without further thought on the
subject. You strip me naked to the inner kernel of undiscoverable self. You do
not accept masks and see through anything I might throw up at you. I will not
run. Authenticity bids me stay the course, naked in context but without shame.
No one is different from you on this score,
orndorff. In my book sometimes people see an Angel whether they want to or not.
It is done some almost thirty years ago or today, it makes no difference.
Angels do not run on the human clock and neither does anything else but humans
first. I, Amorella, a Betweener of your and a greater nature, do not either.
You are not naked boy you are as you are. Carol is coming up the parking lot.
1056
hours. Carol decided to sit and read on her book where we are. Eventually, I
want to get home and work on my regular exercises. I have no real inner
debates. I should be taking advantage of my situation and actual finish up
chapter ten and move on.
You do realize that you are not the same
person you were a week ago and will not be the same a week from now. When you
work on the book you are who you are at the moment your fingers touch the keys
to do so. This is easy to understand on the outer setting – it could be dark
and gloomy – your thoughts surrounded and pinched within another growth medium.
Today the soil for creative thought is different. I accept particular results
but authenticity is the bed of soil on which seedlings of thought grow. This is
true for you and your book and true for anyone else. The medium begets the
message in sacred earth, air, fire or water – that’s the way the character of
Merlyn sees it – the medium begets the message; and Great Merlyn’s Ghost is a
ghost story first and foremost. You make of that what you will. – Amorella
1112
hours. Carol is on page 269 of Baldacci’s Total Control. The day is
pleasant enough to just enjoy the moment.
Once home you did your forty minutes of
exercises and feel the better for it. You had lunch at Penn Station, Carol’s
call, now you are at Hallmark where she is looking for a two-year purse
calendar for next year, next, the bank and a Graeter’s for dessert.
1650
hours. Time for a nap.
You slept until six-thirty, watched most of
NBC News with Carol then last night’s “Blindspot” and “NCIS-LA”. – Amorella
2105
hours. “Blindspot” is raw and intensive; “NCIS-LA” is more fun than anything
else. Carol is on the phone with her sister Gayle. Carol is also moving through
her latest book, which I noted today has a 1998 copyright or something close to
that time – an old book. I’m surprised she hasn’t read it before.
2200
hours. I need to define ‘sacred’ as used earlier today.
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sacred –
adjective
connected
with God (or the gods) or dedicated to a religious purpose and so deserving
veneration: sacred rites | the site at Eleusis is sacred to
Demeter.
•
religious rather than secular: sacred music.
•
(of writing or text) embodying the laws or doctrines of a religion: a sacred
Hindu text.
•
regarded with great respect and reverence by a particular religion, group, or
individual: an animal sacred to Mexican culture.
•
sacrosanct: to a police officer nothing is sacred.
ORIGIN late
Middle English: past participle of archaic sacre ‘consecrate,’
from Old French sacrer, from Latin sacrare, from sacer,
sacr- ‘holy.’
Selected and edited from the Oxford/American
software
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From Wikipedia:
Sacred means revered due to sanctity, is in general the state
of being holy (perceived by religious individuals as associated with divinity)
or sacred (considered worthy of spiritual respect or devotion; or inspiring awe
or reverence among believers).
From an
anthropological or atheistic perspective, the religious view of the sacred is
an emic perspective on a culture's collection of thoughts and practices that
function as a basis for the community's social structure.
Objects are often considered holy or sacred if used
for spiritual purposes, such as the worship or service of gods. The property is
often ascribed to people ("a holy man", a "holy prophet"
who is venerated by his followers), objects (a "sacred artifact" that
is venerated and blessed), times (“holy days"), or places (“holy places",
"sacred ground").
Etymology
The word
"sacred" descends from the Latin sacrum, which referred to the
gods or anything in their power, and to sacerdos
and sanctum, set apart. It was generally conceived spatially, as referring
to the area around a temple.
The
English word "holy" dates back to at least the 11th century with the
Old English word hālig,
an adjective derived from hāl meaning "whole" and used to mean
"uninjured, sound, healthy, entire, complete". The Scottish hale
("health, happiness and wholeness") is the most complete modern form
of this Old English root. The word "holy" in its modern form appears
in Wycliffe’s Bible of 1382.
In non-specialist contexts, the term "holy"
is used in a more general way, to refer to someone or something that is
associated with a divine power, such as water used for baptism.
Selected and edited from – Wikipedia - sacred
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2223
hours. Amorella, you are right. The character Merlyn would see ‘sacred’ earth,
air, fire and water as uses of divine power. I was caught in the thought as it
appeared on the screen – the words “angelic fire” rushed to the top of my head
and an image of such (in my mind) can be seen in William Blake’s work. Here is
one of my favorites:
“The
Ancient of Days” by William Blake
But
with Blake’s painting I do not see a sense of power I see the image of a
greater natural order, that is an unseen nature, a framework of nature not a
force of nature. I differ from character Merlyn’s thoughts on divine power. I
prefer to think of divinity as a framework of nature because that is closest to
us. The ‘framework’ itself is before time and space, before the physics in
which human exist.
2245 hours.
You do not have the words. This is fiction for good reason, boy. You see "sacred as beyond the use of power" because that is your closest personal experience of it. If I did not approve you would have come to this understanding. Now, post. - Amorella
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