Ralph Waldo Emerson’s Worship
God builds his temple in the heart on the ruins of churches and religions. via Ralph Waldo Emerson’s Worship.
Emily Dickinson was an artmonk (2)
The Soul has Bandaged moments — When too appalled to stir — She feels some ghastly Fright come up And stop to look at her — Salute her — with long fingers — Caress her freezing hair — Sip, Goblin, from the very lips The Lover— hovered — o’er — Unworthy, that a thought so […]
A Benedictine vow ceremony
Some of the Labro artmonks recently visited the relatively new Benedictine monastery at Norcia, where an international group of monks sings the entire chant office in Latin every day. The Benedictines are not a centralized order. Rather, each house enjoys a considerable degree of autonomy, since it is the abbot who interprets the Rule for that […]
Emily Dickinson was an artmonk
A poem by Emily Dickinson: Dare you see a Soul at the White Heat? Then crouch within the door. Red is the Fire’s common tint; But when the vivid Ore Has vanquished Flame’s conditions, It quivers from the Forge Without a color but the light Of unanointed Blaze. Least Village has its Blacksmith, Whose Anvil’s […]
Gospel of Thomas
“If you bring forth what is within you, what you bring forth will save you. If you do not bring forth what is within you, What you do not bring forth will destroy you.” — The Gospel according to Thomas
Baudelaire was an artmonk (kinda)
At One O’Clock in the Morning A prayer of sorts by Charles Baudelaire: Alone, at last! Not a sound to be heard but the rumbling of some belated and decrepit cabs. For a few hours we shall have silence, if not repose. At last the tyranny of the human face has disappeared, and I myself […]
Emerson on Art, part 7
A true announcement of the law of creation, if a man were found worthy to declare it, would carry art up into the kingdom of nature, and destroy its separate and contrasted existence. The fountains of invention and beauty in modern society are all but dried up. A popular novel, a theatre, or a ball-room […]
Emerson on Art, part 6
Yet when we have said all our fine things about the arts, we must end with a frank confession, that the arts, as we know them, are but initial. Our best praise is given to what they aimed and promised, not to the actual result. He has conceived meanly of the resources of man, who […]
Cyborg Buddha | Philippe Verdoux | On Why It Might Be Wise To Think More About Wisdom
“In a world torn with strife and warfare, perhaps no problem is more important [than that of understanding and developing wisdom], as wisdom may be the only hope out of the bloodshed.” – Robert Sternberg … But what exactly is wisdom? Would augmenting our cognitive capacities entail a corresponding increase in how wise we as […]
Emerson on Art, part 5
I remember, when in my younger days I had heard of the wonders of Italian painting, I fancied the great pictures would be great strangers; some surprising combination of color and form; a foreign wonder, barbaric pearl and gold, like the spontoons and standards of the militia, which play such pranks in the eyes and […]
