Reflection
4-7-01
When I was about 11 I threw a rock in the back yard. The rock was heading toward the house as I
noticed an aquarium across the yard on the ground. In a flash I thought the rock would hit the glass even though it
was traveling far to the right of it and in that same flash the rock made about a 30 degree turn as it bounced
along the ground and hit the aquarium and the glass cracked. At that time I pondered if my thought made
the rock hit the glass or if I knew it would happen by prediction. I struggled with that thought many of time
and tonight something I read was an answer.
It is a question of the beliefs; are we creators of our own destiny or is our destiny determined
already. Vince constantly reminds me of
how our thoughts create our reality, but I refuse to deny that a greater power
is at play here. I have been
struggling with this for some time now and tonight I spilt my water on a book
and had to open it to let it dry.
The book is the basis of what I have experienced in my art and
its parallel to my life,
“A Dictionary of
Symbols” by J. E. Cirlot. The overleaf
of the cover states “ Symbolism was an
essential part of the ancient art of the Orient and of the medieval tradition
in the West. It has been lately revived
in the study of the unconscious, both
directly in the field of dreams, visions and psycho-analysis, and indirectly in
art and poetry. At the same time, the
Gesalt theory of Kohler and Koffka, in pointing out the autonomy of facts and expressions and the parallel between
the physical and the spiritual, has given renewed significance to the
ancient principle of the tabula smargdina, What is above is what is below .
This duality of life is between the seen and unseen worlds as
the Native Americans would say. The
physical and the virtual tell me that we can not separate ourselves from the
greater world around us, the infinity that we describe as God. It is a reflection of us and us of it.
This helps me to understand Jesus’s message to love, and have love
in our hearts as we create the God of our being. To have hate or jealousy or greed or envy would create a demon
to our soul.
My book is still wet so I’ll go back to bed and read for a
while.
Binah