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slight operation under insufficient ether; in a bed pushed up



against a window; a common city window in a common city street。 



If I had to formulate a few of the things I then caught a glimpse



of; they would run somewhat as follows:







〃The eternal necessity of suffering and its eternal



vicariousness。 The veiled and incommunicable nature of the worst



sufferings;the passivity of genius; how it is essentially



instrumental and defenseless; moved; not moving; it must do what



it does;the impossibility of discovery without its



price;finally; the excess of what the suffering 'seer' or



genius pays over what his generation gains。  (He seems like one



who sweats his life out to earn enough to save a district from



famine; and just as he staggers back; dying and satisfied;



bringing a lac of rupees to buy grain with; God lifts the lac



away; dropping ONE rupee; and says; 'That you may give them。 



That you have earned for them。  The rest is for ME。') I perceived



also in a way never to be forgotten; the excess of what we see



over what we can demonstrate。







〃And so on!these things may seem to you delusions; or truisms;



but for me they are dark truths; and the power to put them into



even such words as these has been given me by an ether dream。〃















With this we make connection with religious mysticism pure and



simple。  Symonds's question takes us back to those examples which



you will remember my quoting in the lecture on the Reality of the



Unseen; of sudden realization of the immediate presence of God。 



The phenomenon in one shape or another is not uncommon。







〃I know;〃 writes Mr。 Trine; 〃an officer on our police force who



has told me that many times when off duty; and on his way home in



the evening; there comes to him such a vivid and vital



realization of his oneness with this Infinite Power; and this



Spirit of Infinite Peace so takes hold of and so fills him; that



it seems as if his feet could hardly keep to the pavement; so



buoyant and so exhilarated does he become by reason of this



inflowing tide。〃'236'







'236' In Tune with the Infinite; p。 137。















Certain aspects of nature seem to have a peculiar power of



awakening such mystical moods。'237' Most of the striking cases



which I have collected have occurred out of doors。  Literature



has commemorated this fact in many passages of great beautythis



extract; for example; from Amiel's Journal Intime:







'237' The larger God may then swallow up the smaller one。  I take



this from Starbuck's manuscript collection:







〃I never lost the consciousness of the presence of God until I



stood at the foot of the Horseshoe Falls; Niagara。  Then I lost



him in the immensity of what I saw。  I also lost myself; feeling



that I was an atom too small for the notice of Almighty God。〃







I subjoin another similar case from Starbuck's collection:







〃In that time the consciousness of God's nearness came to me



sometimes。  I say God; to describe what is indescribable。  A



presence; I might say; yet that is too suggestive of personality;



and the moments of which I speak did not hold the consciousness



of a personality; but something in myself made me feel myself a



part of something bigger than I; that was controlling。  I felt



myself one with the grass; the trees; birds; insects; everything



in Nature。  I exulted in the mere fact of existence; of being a



part of it allthe drizzling rain; the shadows of the clouds;



the tree…trunks; and so on。  In the years following; such moments



continued to come; but I wanted them constantly。  I knew so well



the satisfaction of losing self in a perception of supreme power



and love; that I was unhappy because that perception was not



constant。〃 The cases quoted in my third lecture; pp。 65; 66; 69;



are still better ones of this type。  In her essay; The Loss of



Personality; in The Atlantic Monthly (vol。 lxxxv。 p。 195); Miss



Ethel D。 Puffer explains that the vanishing of the sense of self;



and the feeling of immediate unity with the object; is due to the



disappearance; in these rapturous experiences; of the motor



adjustments which habitually intermediate between the constant



background of consciousness (which is the Self) and the object in



the foreground; whatever it may be。  I must refer the reader to



the highly instructive article; which seems to me to throw light



upon the psychological conditions; though it fails to account for



the rapture or the revelation…value of the experience in the



Subject's eyes。







〃Shall I ever again have any of those prodigious reveries which



sometimes came to me in former days?  One day; in youth; at



sunrise; sitting in the ruins of the castle of Faucigny; and



again in the mountains; under the noonday sun; above Lavey; lying



at the foot of a tree and visited by three butterflies; once more



at night upon the shingly shore of the Northern Ocean; my back



upon the sand and my vision ranging through the Milky Way;such



grand and spacious; immortal; cosmogonic reveries; when one



reaches to the stars; when one owns the infinite!  Moments



divine; ecstatic hours; in which our thought flies from world to



world; pierces the great enigma; breathes with a respiration



broad; tranquil; and deep as the respiration of the ocean; serene



and limitless as the blue firmament; 。 。 。 instants of



irresistible intuition in which one feels one's self great as the



universe; and calm as a god。 。 。 。  What hours; what memories!



The vestiges they leave behind are enough to fill us with belief



and enthusiasm; as if they were visits of the Holy Ghost。〃'238'







'238' Op cit。; i。 43…44















Here is a similar record from the memoirs of that interesting



German idealist; Malwida von Meysenbug:







〃I was alone upon the seashore as all these thoughts flowed over



me; liberating and reconciling; and now again; as once before in



distant days in the Alps of Dauphine; I was impelled to kneel



down; this time before the illimitable ocean; symbol of the



Infinite。  I felt that I prayed as I had never prayed before; and



knew now what prayer really is:  to return from the solitude of



individuation into the consciousness of unity with all that is;



to kneel down as one that passes away; and to rise up as one 



imperishable。  Earth; heaven; and sea resounded as in one vast



world…encircling harmony。  It was as if the chorus of all the



great who had ever lived were about me。  I felt myself one with



them; and it appeared as if I heard their greeting:  'Thou too



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