"Seek ye diligently and teach one another words of wisdom;
yea, seek ye out of the best books words of wisdom;
seek learning, even by study and also by faith."
Doctrine and Covenants 88:118

"And the gatherer sought to find pleasing words, worthy writings, words of Truth."
Ecclesiastes 12:10



Saturday, June 9, 2018

Havel - the experience of meaning as a mystical relationship

Havel was no simple theist.  His spiritual experiences have a strong personal tinge to them though -

"man, whose quest is always - whether he admits it or not - an aspiration toward the 'absolute meaning of Being,' is suddenly confronted with a set of phenomena that reveal themselves as expressions of an integral Being and with Being that reveals itself to have meaning.  And thus, in fact, an encounter takes place: the existential longing for meaning encounters a powerful 'metaphysical-physical' signal of meaning and its 'obvious' manifestation.  And just as a human being who longs for meaning is open to the world, ready to hear its promptings, decode its signals, draw from it its deepest connections and its references to the order of Being - and thus infuse it with meaning - suddenly, the world too is, as it were, ready to infuse that existence with meaning: it intensifies its signals, it behaves in an 'obvious' manner.  We are then overcome by a feeling of joyous meaningfulness because we suddenly feel that the thing we have been constantly reaching out for is almost physically within our grasp, because it is not just we who are greedily open to it; our counterpart, too, has opened itself to us.  It is not just we who long for contact with the meaning of Being, but the meaning of Being itself, if it can be put that way, reaches out to us.  I feel like saying that a kind of mystic cooperation occurs; our need to discover our own meaning by touching 'absolute meaning' entices this meaning out of what surrounds us, and what surrounds us, on the contrary, entices from the deepest regions of our being our own veiled certitude that meaning exists, which is, the certitude of life itself."

Vaclav Havel
Letters to Olga

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