The landscape in which I live.
In the online oblate manual for the monastery, one of the monks, Father Feiss, quotes José Ortega y Gasset as he describes the significance of the contemplation of place in a spiritual pilgrimage. He begins with another quotation, from On Pilgrimage by Jennifer Lash:
I found myself wondering. . .what was I really exploring? Place. . .or self? And what anyway, in that context, is exploration? Is it standing back and sorting out, or is it moving on? Maybe it is all three at once. And maybe place and self share this curious compelling unity. Perhaps going out towards places where there are others, or where many, many others have been before, perhaps such a journey reconciles our sense of impermanency, to the mysterious continuity we share and make and are, with all mankind.
Beautiful--(though it gives me pause to think of the lava rock desert of north Shoshone being who I am--a sobering thought). Amazing that your google search took you home to Idaho!
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ReplyDeleteThanks for posting the Ortega y Gasset passage. I've always loved his Meditations on Hunting. I thought of your class today while rereading Blood Meridian (as you can see from my other post...) I'm interested to hear about it when you return. Best of luck. TSP