Friday, May 8, 2009

glad to the brink of fear...

Emerson reading this morning included his famous (or infamous) transparent eyeball passage caricatured by Boston Unitarian Christopher Pearse Cranch. The passage from "Nature":

"Crossing a bare common, in snow puddles, at twilight, under a clouded sky, without having in my thoughts any occurrence of special good fortune, I have enjoyed a perfect exhilaration. I am glad to the brink of fear. In the woods too, a man casts off his years, as the snake his slough, and at what period soever of life, is always a child. In the woods, is perpetual youth. Within these plantations of God, a decorum and sanctity reign, a perennial festival is dressed, and the guest sees not how he should tire of them in a thousand years. In the woods, we return to reason and faith. There I feel that nothing can befall me in life, -- no disgrace, no calamity, (leaving me my eyes,) which nature cannot repair. Standing on the bare ground, -- my head bathed by the blithe air, and uplifted into infinite space, -- all mean egotism vanishes. I become a transparent eye-ball; I am nothing; I see all; the currents of the Universal Being circulate through me; I am part or particle of God."

Blessings

1 comment:

Robin Edgar said...

We are all part or particle of God, and seen by God's transparent eye-ball, whether we are conscious of that fact or not. Allow me to paraphrase Aldous Huxley and say that facts do not cease to exist just because they are disbelieved. . .