Monday, August 11, 2008

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Mater Dei, Salus Populi Romani

St. Francis d'Assisi was our Lady's juggler, a holy clown, whereas as I am just a clown, yet one whom God has mysteriously granted a place at the table of eternal life known as the Catholic Church. I seem, however, intent on falling out of my chair. What else can a clown do with such infirm legs as I have? Though it is offered with weak, oversized, fumbling hands, like those worn by Mickey Mouse, but soiled and tattered by contrast, this post is made in honor of our Lady, glorified in the heavens with her dear Son who took on the form of a clown, in the eyes of the world, but who is determined to deliver me from my sinful folly––my abominable clownishness––by reforming me in His own image.


GERMANUS OF CONSTANTINOPLE (640–733): The Assumption of Mary


Most truly and with grateful heart I say: You, O Mother of God, are not cut off from us even though you have been removed from our midst. You are not far from this perishable world, you who now live in imperishable life; but on the contrary you draw near to those who call on you, you are found by those who seek you in faith.

Indeed you left the earth to prove that the mystery of the awe-inspiring incarnation did in fact take place. Through your awaiting the natural end of human life, God who was born of you would be believed to have come from you also as perfect man, son of a true mother who was herself subject to the constraints of nature, the decrees of God [as when Jesus was circumcised, was baptized by John the Baptizer, honored the priestly sanctions around his healings, etc.––EBB], and the limitations of an earthly lifetime. For because you had a body like the rest of us, you could not escape death, the lot of all humankind.

And so, having undergone death to finite things, you have moved to God's dwelling in the imperishable mansions of eternity. You are his companion, O Mother of God: your communion with him will never end.
(In dormitionum B. Mariae I: PG 98, 345-348.)

Germanus was the patriarch of Constantinople; his writings witness to the developing doctrine about our Lady.

ST AUGUSTINE: Mary and the Church

Mary gave birth to your Head, and the Church gave birth to you. For the Church also is both mother and virgin. She is mother by her entrails of charity, and virgin by the integrity of faith and piety. She gives birth to many, but they are all members of one whose Body and spouse she herself is. In this she is like Mary, because in many she is the mother of unity.
-- Sermon 192, 2

Prayer. Come let us adore him whom the Virgin conceived without concupiscence, to whom she gave birth as a virgin and remained thereafter a virgin.
-- Sermon 231, 2

ST FRANCIS DE SALES:

In the presence of our queen assumed into Heaven, we profoundly vow our heart that she may flood it with the "dew of Hermon," distilled from the holy fullness of grace. How sublime is the perfection of this love in comparison to all of us! Oh, how I have desired that amid the immensity of our miseries she will find and bring the olive branch of holy love. In purity, in gentleness and in prayer, may she carry it as a sign of peace to our dear Jesus! Long live Jesus, long live Mary!
(Letters 1230; O. XVII, p. 271)

GK CHESTERTON: THE ASSUMPTION

ONE instant in a still light
He saw Our Lady, then
Her dress was soft as western sky,
And she was a queen most womanly,
But she was a queen of men.

And over the iron forest
He saw Our Lady stand,
Her eyes were sad withouten art
And seven swords were in her heart,
But one was in her hand.
('Ballad of Alfred.')

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THOMAS OF VILLANOVA (1529–1582): God likens himself to a mother

Take the example of a mother who loves her child very much, and she takes care of him with the greatest concern when she sees that he is sick. She does not leave the house, she makes food for him with her own hands, and she administers medicines, although they are bitter. Tell me, does this mother love her child, or does she wish to punish him, when she causes him sorrow with medicines? Who can doubt that it is love and not harshness? She is helping, not punishing. But, O good God, who is a better mother of her children than you?

Behold how much God loves you, O soul. He not only likens himself to a mother, but since it can happen that some mother may forget her child, he adds that he is unable to forget us, whom he loves more than a mother. Therefore if you fall into the sickness of sin, he looks down from heaven in mercy; he is with us, and that we might recover our health, he gives us hunger, persecution, and disgrace to drink as suitable medicine. Thus what you believe to be a whip in your ignorance, is only something like a whip and is actually a sign of his genuine love.
(Monday after the Fourth Sunday of Lent, Sermon 1, 2: Opera Omnia II, 87-88.)

Thomas of Jesus, an Augustinian friar, while in prison in Africa and ministering to his fellow prisoners, wrote the book The Sufferings of Jesus, a work which has guided many people on the path to holiness, particularly Saint Elizabeth Ann Seaton of the United States who was greatly influenced by the work.

ST AUGUSTINE: Death Starts with Life

Rest assured that the possibility of death starts with the beginning of life. In this world of ours, only those who are not yet born can claim not to be as yet due to die. That is why the uncertain day of death becomes a daily contingence for you and me alike.
-- Sermon 9, 2

Prayer. Eternal Truth, true Love, beloved Trinity--all this, my God, you are, and it is to you that I sigh by night and by day.
-- Confessions 7, 10

ST FRANCIS DE SALES:

After the soul of the blessed virgin had left its most pure body, her body was laid in the tomb and restored to the earth. The same thing happened to the body of her Son. It was reasonable and just that the mother should not enjoy more privileges than the Son, but as Our Lord rose after three days, so she was restored to life, but in a different manner. The Savior rose by His own power, the Virgin Mary rose by the power of her Son, Who commanded her soul to be reunited with her body. It was right that her most holy body should not be subject to corruption. From that body Our Lord Jesus Christ has taken His bodily existence, remaining in her most chaste womb for the space of nine months.
(Sermons 21; O. IX, p. 184)
In this light, I think a very helpful, and perhaps revolutionary, way to "make sense of" the Assumption, is to see Mary as a relic of the Incarnation. Literally, her entire body is a relic of the power and life which she bore. Of course, this analogy will only help those already comfortable with the Church's theology of material sanctification and relics.

GK CHESTERTON:

IT cannot be too often repeated that all real democracy is an attempt (like that of a jolly hostess) to bring shy people out. For every practical purpose of a political state, for every practical purpose of a tea-party, he that abaseth himself must be exalted. At a tea-party it is equally obvious that he that exalteth himself must be abased, if possible without bodily violence.
('Tremendous Trifles.')

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ORIGEN OF ALEXANDRIA (185–253): Victory is sought by the darts of prayer

Shall I remind you of Judith, that high-minded lady, that noblest of women? When the cause was almost lost she did not hesitate to go alone to its defense and alone to risk herself and her life in order to slay cruel Holofernes; she went to war not in armor or on steeds of battle or weighed down with the weapons on which soldiers rely, but with strength of soul and the confidence of faith, and she destroyed the enemy by resolution and courage. A woman restored the freedom of her country, which men had lost.

But I need not invoke the example of those far distant from us in the past. With our own eyes we have often seen women and still youthful maidens endure the torments of tyrants in witness to their faith. What is needed in those who do battle for the truth and for God is courage not of body but of spirit. For victory is to be sought by the darts of prayer not by iron javelins, and it is faith that enables one to endure the combat. Thus armed, take up the standard of Christ's cross and follow him.
(In lib. Judicum, hom. VII: PG 12, 986-988.)

Origen became head of the catechetical school of Alexandria and devoted his life to the study of scripture.

ST AUGUSTINE: Rich and Poor--Equal Births

Carefully examine yourself and see how you stand in relation to the poor. Look at yourself, not at what you possess. Why do you scorn your brother or sister? In your mother's wombs both of you were naked. In truth, even when you have departed this life, and your bodies have rotted, when your souls have been sent forth, can the bones of the rich and poor people be told apart? I am speaking of the condition of humankind in which all are born. For both things are true: a person becomes rich here and a poor person will not be here forever.
-- Commentary on Psalm 103, 7

Prayer. God examines rich and poor, not according to their lands and houses, but according to the riches of their hearts.
-- Commentary on Psalm 48, 3

ST FRANCIS DE SALES:

It is a common saying that as one lives, so shall he die. What kind of death do you think the blessed virgin had, if not a death filled with love? In her life we do not read of raptures or ecstasies, because her whole life was a continual rapture of burning love. Now, when the moment comes to leave this miserable earth, love separates the soul from the body. As nothing was found in her that prevented her from the possession of glory, since her whole being was pervaded by purity and beauty, she immediately flew to Heaven after her death.
(Sermons 21; O. IX. pp. 182-183)

GK CHESTERTON:

YOU complain of Catholicism for setting up an ideal of virginity; it did nothing of the kind. The whole human race set up an ideal of virginity; the Greeks in Athene, the Romans in the Vestal fire, set up an ideal of virginity. What then is your real quarrel with Catholicism? Your quarrel can only be, your quarrel really only is, that Catholicism has achieved an ideal of virginity; that it is no longer a mere piece of floating poetry. But if you, and a few feverish men, in top hats, running about in a street in London, choose to differ as to the ideal itself, not only from the Church, but from the Parthenon whose name means virginity, from the Roman Empire which went outwards from the virgin flame, from the whole legend and tradition of Europe, from the lion who will not touch virgins, from the unicorn who respects them, and who make up together the bearers of your own national shield, from the most living and lawless of your own poets, from Massinger, who wrote the 'Virgin Martyr,' from Shakespeare, who wrote 'Measure for Measure ' -- if you in Fleet Street differ from all this human experience, does it never strike you that it may be Fleet Street that is wrong?
('The Ball and the Cross.')

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ST AUGUSTINE: When I love my God!

Heaven and earth and all that is in them tell me wherever I look that I should love you, Lord, and they cease not to tell it to all, so that there is no excuse for them. But what is it that I love when I love you? Not the beauty of any bodily thing, nor the order of seasons, not the brightness of light that rejoices the eye, nor the sweet melodies of all songs, nor the sweet fragrance of flowers and ointments and spices: not manna nor honey, not the limbs that carnal love embraces. None of these things do I love in loving my God. Yet in a sense I do love light and melody and fragrance and food and embrace when I love my God — the light and the voice and the fragrance and the food and embrace in the soul, when that light shines upon my soul which no place can contain, that voice sounds which no time can take from me, I breathe that fragrance which no wind scatters, I eat the food which is not lessened by eating, and I lie in the embrace which satiety never comes to sunder. This it is that I love, when I love my God.
(Confessions X, 5, 8.)

ST AUGUSTINE: You Loved Me First

Look down upon me and have mercy on me according to the judgment of those who love your Name. For you first loved me, so that I might love you. By loving you, I love myself, and thus I am wisely able also to love my neighbor as myself. Lord, teach me how to act; teach me how to do your will. For though I hear, and bear in mind what I hear, I am by no means supposed to have learned if I do not act.
-- Commentary on Psalm 118 (27), 5-8

Prayer. Lord, you first loved me, so that I might love you.
-- Commentary on Psalm 118 (27), 15

ST FRANCIS DE SALES:

The Christian must love his or her own body as a living image of the incarnate Savior, as a shoot from the same trunk, and, as a consequence, bound to Him by blood relationship. In a special manner we must love our body after having received the divine body of the Redeemer in the most holy sacrament of the Eucharist. In Communion we renew our alliance with Christ's body, having been dedicated and consecrated to the Divine Goodness by means of baptism, confirmation and the other sacraments.
(TLG, Book 3, Ch. 8; O. IV, p. 193)

GK CHESTERTON:

SELF is the Gorgon. Vanity sees it in the mirror of other men and lives. Pride studies it for itself and is turned to stone.
('Heretics.')

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No need to say thanks every time, Brad. I get it now.

ST GREGORY OF NYSSA (330–395): The river of grace

Receive the garment of incorruption which Christ unfolds and holds out to you. Do not refuse the gift or you will insult him who offers it. You have wallowed in the mud long enough; hasten now to the Jordan, in answer not to the call of John but to invitation of Christ. For the river of grace flows everywhere; its source is not in Palestine, nor does it flow into the sea there, but encircles the whole earth and empties itself into paradise. It flows in the opposite direction to the four rivers which flow out of paradise, and the things it carries in are far more precious than those they carry out. For the rivers that flow away carry spices and agricultural produce and the fruits of the earth. But the river of grace brings with it men and women, the offspring of the Spirit.

You must follow the example of Joshua, the son of Nun, and carry the gospel as he carried the ark. Leave the desert, leave sin behind you to cross the river Jordan. Hurry to follow the way of Christ, to enter the land fertile with gladdening fruits and flowing with the promised milk and honey. All those things are symbols for us, all are prefigurations of realities now made visible.
(Treastise on Baptism: PL 46, 417-421.)

Gregory was the younger brother of Basil the Great, bishop of Nyssa, and was the greatest speculative theologian of the three great Cappadocian Fathers (i.e., Basil, himself, and Gregory Nazianzus).

ST AUGUSTINE: Two Types of Fear

Shall I say something about the two types of fear? There is a servile fear and there is a chaste fear. The first fears that it may suffer punishment; the other fears that it may lose justice. The chaste fear endures forever. Love does not destroy it or drive it out of us, but rather embraces it and holds on to it as its companion. We come to the Lord in order to see him face to face. Then a chaste fear preserves us.
-- Sermon on John 43, 7

This chaste fear of which the Doctor Gratiae writes is, I think, something akin to the choking sensation we sometimes experience in the midst of great joy. Our glee is so visceral and (literally) incredible that a surge of happy panic wells up within us, as a sort of shock that something so good could find its way into our lives, and as a sobering shadow that it might just as easily leave us. We are insecure about grace, even when we properly understand it as pure gift, not because it is too weak for the world nor because God is unreliable. Rather, grace unnerves like a mountain: it is so exceptionally stable as to threaten smothering everything else if it were to grow any larger or look any grander. Far from grace appearing as a wobbling pole, or cross, on the allegedly stable earth, grace seems precarious and frightening because its vastness over the earth seems to threaten plunging down upon it. A turtle upheld the world of the ancients, but a gigantic cross uplifts and suspends the world of Christians.

Prayer. I implore you, God, you to whom faith calls us, hope leads us, and love unites us. Come to me in your mercy.
-- Soliloquies 1, 3

ST FRANCIS DE SALES:

If we want to enjoy interior peace, it is necessary to have one will and one desire: to love Jesus crucified, employing all our faculties and energies for this purpose. Different indeed is the peace resulting from this love––a peace that the world does not give. The worldly boast of their peace, but certainly it is a false peace that eventually will be destroyed.
(Sermons 30; O. IX, p. 301)

GK CHESTERTON:

TOM JONES is still alive, with all his good and all his evil; he is walking about the streets; we meet him every day. We meet with him, we drink with him, we smoke with him, we talk with him, we talk about him. The only difference is that we have no longer the intellectual courage to write about him. We split up the supreme and central human being, Tom Jones, into a number of separate aspects. We let Mr. J. M. Barrie write about him in his good moments, and make him out better than he is. We let Zola write about him in his bad moments, and make him out much worse than he is. We let Maeterlinck celebrate those moments of spiritual panic which he knows to be cowardly; we let Mr. Rudyard Kipling celebrate those moments of brutality which he knows to be far more cowardly. We let obscene writers write about the obscenities of this ordinary man. We let puritan writers write about the purities of this ordinary man. We look through one peephole that makes men out as devils, and we call it the New Art. We look through another peephole that makes men out as angels, and we call it the New Theology. But if we pull down some dusty old books from the bookshelf, if we turn over some old mildewed leaves, and if in that obscurity and decay we find some faint traces of a tale about a complete man––such a man as is walking on the pavement outside––we suddenly pull a long face, and we call it the coarse morals of a bygone age.
('All Things Considered.')

Sunday, August 10, 2008

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A few days ago, I wrote about what I call 'caput absentum', which is what I call the philosophical fallout of Dandy-Walker syndrome, which is a neurological disease that fills the skull with so much cerebrospinal fluid as to greatly reduce the size––but sometimes not the function––of the brain. I would like to add something to those thoughts, specifically about my writing this (emphasis added):

The soul of the person––the living identity of the person as such––is that dynamic fixture created in us by God which allows us to heal, grow, communicate, know, and, if the need arises, reshape our brains in stunning ways. Because we will to think and live and love, thus our various bits and pieces fall in line with the larger current of our rational agency.

This claim gets at something that I have been pondering for quite a while (relatively speaking). Regular readers here will know I have blogged at some length before about ArisThomistic hylomorphic anthropology. As in:

veniaminov.blogspot.com/2007/08/whats-matter-whats-matter.html

veniaminov.blogspot.com/2007/10/im-coining-it-im-calling-it.html

veniaminov.blogspot.com/2008/05/review-of-reimerss-soul-of-person.html

veniaminov.blogspot.com/2008/06/review-of-derek-melsers-act-of-thinking.html

veniaminov.blogspot.com/2008/06/goodly-if-not-great-chain-of-being.html

Something that keeps popping into my mind is how, in C.S. Lewis's book, Miracles, he offhandedly mentioned how the materialist claim that mind cannot influence matter is refuted by the sheer fact that we can raise our hand. This passing comment has stayed with me vividly for the past several years. What it showed me is how we take 'immediate' personal causation for granted, contrasting it unfairly with the mysterious 'mediate' causation upon things outside our somatic limits. I have a deep intuition that the raising of our hand is, in principle, no different from the raising of a hammer or, in turn, the raising of the Titanic. I'm not a sheer idealist, since I do believe in material reality, but it was only until I was exposed to Aristhomistic hylomorphism that I was able to make theoretical, metaphysical sense of my intuition. Many of my posts dealing with Aristhomistic (or Thomistotelian) anthropology are trying to illuminate my intuition about the bounds of human (and generally embodied) causation, and, ultimately, causation as such.* So here I go again.

We are not so much clumps of matter animated by an anima, but rather hylomorphic fields of rational agency. It is not 'up to' matter (hyle) as to how it is to be shaped (or, in-formed), but is up to the world's many forms (morphei [?]) to instantiate (or, dematerialize) various actual entities. In a similar fashion, it is the electromagnetic field that shapes the inert iron fillings on a sheet of paper in a science class. The hylomorphic field of a person's rational agency is what allows us to almost literally 'incorporate' tools, persons, mementos, etc. into our person. Our bodies are, in principle, just as much 'incorporated' by us as the samurai's sword and the Marine's rifle are incorporated into their identities. The dynamic expansiveness of our personal form (or, soul) also accounts for two phenomena that are construed as a major challenge to traditional anthropology.


The first challenge has to do with the endurantism vs. perdurantism debate. If you don't know, to put it very simply, this is about whether a thing is the same 3D-thing continuously and wholly as it passes 'through' time, or whether things are actually 4D-objects made up of 'time slices' that co-exist contiguously as the 'sections' of that object in time. Again, loosely, endurantists claim that objects exist in the 'atmosphere' of time, as it were, while perdurantists claim that objects exist in the 'atmosphere' of perception. Some months ago I read an essay [PDF!] by Hales and Johnson, titled "Endurantism, Perdurantism, and Special Relativity", about this debate in support of perdurantism based on Einsteinian relativity. It was an enjoyable work, but even though I did not reject it on logical grounds (as A. Pruss does in "Special Relativity and Endurantism"), I rejected it on the grounds that it did not seem to impinge upon endurantism as properly understood in a hylomorphic metaphysics.** Hylomorphism does not mean an object or thing is wholly and completely present in each part of itself, but only that each part of a thing is wholly and conjointly present to that thing's form as the integral substance of its material divisibility. The front of a train may exist in a different time-frame from the back of the train, as special relativity indicates, but this does not mean the train is only partly present in different time-frames. All it means, hylomorphically, is that the essence of a train formally unites the different sections of the train in different time-frames. All the parts, in every time-frame, are still under the formal power of the train as a substantial entity.

This has to do with Aristhomistic anthropology by virtue of the fact that we can not only dematerialize things (by giving them formal structure, such as by naming them, pondering them, reshaping them, etc.), but also can 'deformalize' (and thus rematerialize) things by virtue of our own formal agency over them. This 'deformalization' happens every time we consume and digest food. At some point, the dynamic formal integrity of our selves rematerializes the food into something closer and closer to sheer matter, at which point its potentiality (as, say, a bolus) can be formalized in the 'service' of our bodies. Once you consume a carrot, it loses its form as a carrot and becomes something else, namely, YOU. Certainly nothing can become sheer matter (hyle), since then it would have no formal structure at all allowing it to interact with us, but its deformalization from being a carrot allows its molecules and minerals (with their own tiny formal structure) to be formally integrated into the, as I say, larger 'current' of our dynamic personal agency. This is what I mean by the title: we are dynamic flowing current of agency in the larger flowing stream of material changes, yet we maintain a kind of enduring identity by riding the waves, as it were, created by the stream around us. We are, if you like, hydraulics––living water structures––in the Heraclitean flux.


All of this talk about de- and reformalization works toward explaining a phenomenon to which V.S. Ramachandran draws attention in his Phantoms in the Brain. He notes how certain tactile illusions can make us feel as if a detached object were part of our body, or as if our nose, for instance, were a number of feet removed from its normal location and yet still part of us. He notes how we even tend to treat our cars as an extension of our bodies, which is why we get so sad or enraged when people endanger or damage it. Reckless driving is not simply a form of uncorteousness and possible endangerment, but actually, Ramachandran suggests, a form of physical intimidation and assault against our very selves, albeit directed at the 'car' part of our body. The ability to rearrange, extend, relocate, and even lose parts of our body, as well as the ability to 'absorb' non-somatic elements into it, is all rooted in our nature as hylomorphic fields of rational agency. I admit, it's a bit Borg-like, but metaphysics has to have some elements of adventure to keep us eggheads chugging through it.

* (I won't go into it here, but the whole tradition of being bewildered and outraged by the, ostensibly Cartesian, idea of immaterial entities causally interacting with material entities, is built on a lot of unclarity about causation as such. I think even our concept of material-material causation gets way too much slack from a tradition allegedly committed to critical inquiry. I guess I have a little too much Hume in me to see material causation as just 'obvious' or uncontroversial. Certainly, a number of studies have been written on causation, so there's no doubt I'm speaking from great ignorance. But I stand by my intuitions until I dig deeper.)

** (A further problem I have with perdurantism, which I saw in Hales' and Johnson's essay, is that exactly by referring to 'this' or 'that' object, we are eo ipso recognizing it as one whole object for at least the duration of the speech utterance. If there is nothing of which the time slices can be predicated, then they cannot be predicates of anything. Time slices are slices of what, if not of some-one-thing, which is what endurantism provides?)