tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26222052440661857542024-03-13T11:36:00.203-07:00The Many Coloured Land"We live like frogs at the bottom of a marsh, knowing nothing of that Many Coloured Land which is superior to this we know, yet related to it as soul to body." (Plato).
Responses to literature, film, history, politics, art, mythology, drama, philosophy and religion by novelist and historian, John Fitzgerald. Views my own, etc. Enjoy :-)
John Fitzgeraldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13951246561259007162noreply@blogger.comBlogger37125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2622205244066185754.post-67356682768627138142016-02-25T03:48:00.000-08:002016-02-25T08:26:56.330-08:00<h2 align="center">
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Standing between the understood huts, among jewels and music, I was visited by a flake of fire, miraculous and Pentecostal; and fire transmuted me, once and forever.</div>
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<span style="color: #444444;"> 'I suppose you'll want to go to the ruins again?' said Gina.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;"> 'It's Friday afternoon,' said Charlie. 'We always go on Friday afternoons. Don't we?'</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;"> Gina's black bob glinted gold in the September sun. She shrugged, but turned left all the same, down Dundonald Road, past the terraced houses, towards the 'ruins'.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;"> 'I can't be doing with this any more.' said Jack. 'It's babyish.'</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;"> Charlie sighed. The ruined church and school stood tall and skeletal at the bottom of the street - first the school, then, across the old railway, the church. </span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;"> They clumped through the weeds. A wasp attacked Jack's white shirt. He brushed it off, but it shot straight back and settled on his tie, mesmerised, it seemed, by its silver and red diagonal stripes and the sky-blue, upturned sword of the Didsbury High School badge.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;"> Charlie led the way, across the playground - the school's broken towers and cracked, pointed windows to his right. Then came five stone steps and the underground passage - a cigar-shaped air raid shelter - below the thorns and thistles of the disused Manchester to Stockport line.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;"> The floor clanged, as the chipped tin of the walls and ceiling mirrored their passing in a blur of grey and black. How different, Charlie recalled, from that sparkly May morning when the reflections had galloped by like the Horses of the Sun, the dull sheen set aglow by seven sacred candles, as Charlie guided his company through the tunnel and into the church to find and save the Holy Grail.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;"> He had Jack and Gina with him then, of course, plus Billy, Paul and Christina, as well as Adam, who had been the first to go just after half-term. Soon, bar Jack and Gina, they had all gone, heads turned by music, make up and clothes. They were the only two left now, and not for much longer by the look of things.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;"> Still, Charlie felt hope. He had a plan. Five steps up brought them to the church forecourt and the twin steeples. He bore left, past the Great Tower and the South Transept's crumbling brick, to the back of the church and an ivy-clad door. He knew what he would do - take them up the Lesser Tower to the roofless chapel, where the sun would shimmer on the faded frescoes, shocking Jack and Gina out of their grown-up play world, bringing back to themselves and the great myth that Charlie had inspired them (and himself) with ever since the monks of Saint Michael's School and Church had shut their mysterious doors.</span></div>
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<span style="color: #444444;"> Why those doors had closed remained largely unexplained, even now, two years on. The grown-ups huffed and puffed, but no-one seemed sure of anything. Different people said different things. Charlie reckoned that the Holy Grail had been hidden in the church. Dark powers were hunting it down. His dad said that the monks, who were called Constantinians, had simply ran out of money, while Fatty Holloway claimed they had been busted by MI5 for plotting to overthrow the governments of Europe and restore the Roman Empire. But the few ex-St. Mike's kids who had been sent to Didsbury High (most had gone to St. Mark's, the other Catholic school) just smiled and shook their heads at the juicy tale. The monks were strict, but nice, they said, and Charlie could get nothing more out of them. Like everything else about the place, it was all very strange.</span></div>
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Light cascaded in, every ten steps, through thin slits of windows along a spiral stone staircase. the roofless chapel, once they arrived, was the same as ever - a round stone chamber, with a bare altar in the middle, three glassless windows behind, and a gaping, jagged hole at the top. The sun crashed through, as Charlie had hoped, slashing down and around the altar in a halo of arrowed light. The frescoes glittered and throbbed with vitality - numinous, transfigured - poised, it appeared, to spring from the walls and take 3D shape in the room - a ship, a crowned king, a rearing horse, three winged angels, and a burnished, fire-flecked chalice.</div>
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The scene was gorgeous - heart-stoppingly so - but Jack and Gina paid no heed, loping listlessly around instead, Jack to Charlie's left and Gina to his right. The wasp flew from jack's tie and vanished through the middle window. Charlie watched it go. Then Gina said, 'I'm sorry, Charlie. This is the last time. We can't come any more.' He turned to her, but Gina shook her head and looked away, towards the king on the wall and his sceptre and orb.</div>
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'Come on mate,' said Jack, his flaxen hair bleached white by the sun. 'It's kids' stuff, this. There's miles more exciting things to do than playing fairy tales here.'</div>
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Charlie turned and faced the door. He didn't want them to see him cry. 'Look Charlie,' he heard Gina say. 'I know it's hard, I know you're an only child, I know how much these legends mean to you, but we can't stay children forever.'</div>
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Charlie gasped, stopped listening, blinked, rubbed his eyes, and blinked again. He couldn't believe what he was seeing. A girl was standing in the doorway, right in front of him, tall with long brown hair and dressed in dazzling white. She held a lit candle, with purple letters looping around, forming words in a foreign language - Latin, perhaps - that Charlie couldn't understand. He glanced down, muddled and shy, and when he looked up she was walking straight towards him. He tumbled back, panicked, tripped over and fell, scrambling to his knees to see the girl in white already behind the altar, standing on the right-hand side, holding her candle aloft.</div>
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Charlie buried his face in his hands, peeping through his fingers. The girl bowed low, but not to him. He turned around and saw a new girl, smaller than the first, her hair as black as Gina's, but with a rounder, more childlike face. She wore a scarlet robe and carried a big book with a golden cover - a red cross emblazoned on one side and a soaring eagle on the other.</div>
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She walked forward, carrying her book before her, and stood behind the altar to the left. Both girls bowed. Charlie turned again, and there, standing on the threshold, was a woman in blue, the tallest woman (or man) he had ever seen - seven foot at least - with a face he couldn't see, because in her hands was the Grail itself, blazing like a thousand suns, filling the chapel, and both Charlie's worlds - the mythic and the real - with healing, hallowed light.</div>
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A song began - holy, high and wild. Charlie looked up. It was the girl with the book. The woman in blue was in front of the altar now, a yard or so away. Her hair was black and streaming, flowing half-way down her back. The singing stopped. She lifted the Grail up high. Charlie closed his eyes, and a bell rang three times.</div>
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When he came to, Jack and Gina were the only people there, standing by the left-hand window, looking down at the railway and school. 'Did you see? Did you see?' Charlie spluttered, shaking them by the shoulders.</div>
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'The Grail,' said Charlie.</div>
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'The Grail,' Jack snorted. 'Honestly mate, talk about imagination. You've seen a thousand Grails since you've been taking us here.'</div>
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'Please Charlie,' said Gina. 'Let it go.' She stretched out her hand, but Charlie wrenched it away and ran off, across the threshold and down the stairs. At the bottom he spotted another staircase - one he'd never seen before - spiralling down to the right of the door.</div>
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He raced down the steps, hope restored. Hammer-hammer-hammer went Charlie's heart. 'This is it,' he thought. 'The book, the candle, the girls, the Grail.' But when the stairs ended none of them were there. He was in a round chamber again, the same size and shape as the roofless chapel. A burning brazier, high to his left, lit the room, evocatively exposing, in red and yellow tongues of fire, the painting hanging on the wall to his right. Charlie walked across, then stumbled two steps back, stunned by an unsuspected force and power. It was a portrait of an old man. He had a red cape, a shock of white hair, and a face that struck Charlie as wise and kindly, yet also forceful and strong.</div>
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It was a face of experience and depth - a noble face, a royal face - a face, Charlie felt instantly sure, of one like him, who had searched for the Grail when young, found it, lost it, and set out after it again and again, a man who had suffered and lost but never surrendered, a man who had wrestled with angels and flung back everything the world could hurl at him - highs and lows, ups and downs, twists and turns, all of that - and won through. Charlie saw it in the bright blue steel of his eye - passion, pride, commitment, integrity, service - everything he needed and yearned for to give shape and direction to the mess of his own life.</div>
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He wondered who the old man was. A saint? A monk? Or the Emperor himself - Constantine the Great - who, so Fatty claimed, the monks had name their order after? Whoever he was, and despite the years between them, Charlie felt a connection and kinship, a bond and deep affinity - like they were living at the same time, sharing the same journey, and bearing the same load - brothers, comrades and friends.</div>
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He sat on the ground, drew his knees up to his chin and reflected on his troubles. No-one understood him. Parents, teachers, mates, no-one. Except old Hanrahan, of course, but that had been years ago and Hanrahan was no longer his teacher. But, then again, Hanrahan had never really been a teacher, not in the way that Edmonds and Handysides and all those bores were. He was an Irishman and a storyteller, who had given Charlie the myths, legends, songs and stories - from Cuchulain to Lancelot, to Heracles, Jason and Odysseus - that electrified his mind and transformed the daily round of home and school from black and white to colour. It wasn't Hanrahan's fault that Charlie had pushed too far, like Icarus floundering in the air or Phaeton tussling vainly with the Horses of the Sun. Roping in his friends, Charlie realised now, and trying to make the legends real had made him all too easy prey for the great wave of change sweeping their childhoods away.</div>
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His friends had found it a laugh at the start, so much so that Charlie thought his Company might last forever, but virtually overnight, once everyone turned thirteen, they all lost interest and drifted away. They didn't care like Charlie did. They were cut from a less intense cloth. They didn't have his desire, his hunger, and his mad, undying hope that one day he'd head out for school and burst straight through the screen of surface appearance into a realer, deeper, truer world - through the magic forest to the Grail Castle and out the other side, across the Western Sea with Gina to the Isle of Heroes where the Holy Ones dwelt in the hallowed, healing light of God. </div>
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A buzzing noise distracted Charlie. He looked around, but couldn't see where it was coming from. And in that moment he saw a truth - that there was no division, no clash, no threshold even, between the real and mythic worlds. They were the same. One and indivisible. And that, Charlie recognised, was the old man's parting message - that if he learned to trust and listen, learned to trust and listen, learned to touch, taste, hear, smell and see things as they really were - not as he hoped or feared they were - then this fuzzy world, this world of fumbles and frustration, would flip around in a numinous flash - as holy, high and heart-stoppingly gorgeous as the frescoes on the wall - the ship, the king, the horse, the angels, and the burnished, fire-flecked chalice.</div>
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This <em>Theos</em> think tank publication is short (60 pages), coherent, jargon-free, well-researched, and politically and intellectually balanced. It doesn't tell you how to vote in the upcoming UK referendum, but it frames the issues concisely and succinctly, and provides some excellent (and much needed) historical context. It is, in short, essential reading.</div>
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Ben Ryan shows the extent to which today's European Union (EU) differs from the vision of integration espoused by the project's 'founding fathers' - the Christian Democrat, mainly Catholic, statesmen of the 1940s and 1950s, such as France's Robert Schumann and Germany's Konrad Adenauer. The foundation of the European Coal and Steel Community (ECSC) at the Treaty of Paris (1951) and the creation of the European Economic Community (EEC) at the Treaty of Rome (1958) had, despite their titles, a moral dimension that doesn't always seem so obvious to locate in today's EU. 'The political goal and meaning,' as Adenauer said, 'of the European Coal and Steel Community is infinitely larger than its economic purpose.'</div>
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This initial drive towards European unity arose in the immediate aftermath of the Second World War. Its great aim was to intertwine France and Germany so closely together in the economic sphere that war between these two continental hegemons would become unthinkable. In this respect at least the EU has been a stunning success. The largely peaceful seventy years Europe has enjoyed since 1945 by no means represents the historical norm. Other actors - NATO, for example - have also played a key role in this respect, but the stability the ECSC, the EEC and (since 1992) the EU have provided might perhaps be taken a little less for granted in certain Euro-sceptic quarters. </div>
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'Today Europe as a political project has no single clear agenda. Rather than six states sharing similar recent histories and a shared political programme, the EU is now 28 member states with disparate political traditions and recent histories. Eleven of them are only a generation removed from communist rule (not including half of Germany). Two (Spain and Portugal) are only two generations out of fascist dictatorships, while Cyprus remains divided. None of these vivid memories that define national cultures, however, are shared across the EU. Unlike in the 1950s, there is no unifying memory to bind states and create an urgent need for action. The very identity and purpose of Europe are now a matter of confusion, and the project has for some time been sustained only by the will of political elites without much regard to public enthusiasm, legitimisation or, indeed, interest.' (page 37) </div>
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The motif that Ryan continually returns to in his text to illustrate this is the change in economic attitude since the 1950s. What was once a collective project focused on solidarity, subsidiarity and the health, well-being and overall prosperity of Europeans is now focused on debt reduction and market performance for their own ends. If this adversely affects whole populations (e.g. Greece), well, that's too bad. If these fiscal imperatives override the democratic will of a people (Greece again) then it is the people who must suffer and pay. </div>
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Something, Ryan makes abundantly clear, has gone badly awry here. Europe, in this respect at least, has mislaid her moral compass. And this drills down to what is really at stake. 'If Europe makes its claim and stakes its identity on market 'fundamentalism' and the vagaries of economic performance it will never be able to inspire genuine solidarity and <em>demos</em>. Authentic political affection and identity is based on deeper bonds than the promise of a slightly improved national economy. A Europe worth defending needs to discover, or rediscover, its soul.</div>
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I would like to focus a little more, however, on this notion of losing and rediscovering the Union's soul. This is the key, I believe, to the central problem facing the EU - that people, to put it simply, don't love it enough. It fails, by and large, to inspire affection, warmth or loyalty. As Ryan shows throughout, the project has been increasingly conducted on a technical level only, leaving the hearts and minds of European citizens behind. The nation state, for all its faults, seems, at the moment, to be the largest political entity capable of inspiring affection. Men and women feel wedded to their country in a way that they don't to the EU, which remains a very abstract concept, and even slightly sinister and cold to many. </div>
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This needs to change. If it doesn't, then I predict that the Union will implode by 2020 at the latest. There simply isn't the popular will to fight and uphold the EU in the face of any of the four disasters that could crash down on the continent - (1) one or more repeats of the ISIS attacks in Paris in November 2015, (2) a loss of control of the migration situation, (3) another financial crash, and (4) an escalation of the Ukraine crisis and/or a Russian incursion into another part of Eastern Europe. That's to say nothing of a combination of any and all of the above, the 2016 British referendum or the French Presidential elections of 2017.</div>
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Ryan shows how long it took the newly-founded Italian and German states of the nineteenth century to establish a sense of nationhood throughout their populace. There are no quick fixes, least of all for a transnational entity like the EU. Despite the pressure of current events, a long game is required. Just beginning that game, however, sends out an important signal.</div>
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The central pillar, for me, is for Europe to take some steps towards reconnecting with the Judeo-Christian heritage, which - as Popes John Paul II, Benedict XVI and now Francis have repeatedly declared - lies at the roots of her spirituality, arts, sciences, laws and customs. To acknowledge this would be a simple recognition of cultural and historical reality, not to re-establish the Holy Roman Empire or inaugurate theocratic rule. The humanist and Enlightenment values which came to prominence from the early-modern period should be cherished and valued and seen as part of the same overarching, Christian-inspired worldview, not denied or side-lined on the one hand, or used as 'attack dogs' against faith on the other. 'A house divided,' as the Gospel makes clear, 'cannot stand.' </div>
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The aim should not be to exclude and demonise the 'Other' either. Far from it. It is my belief, for instance, that if France was less rigid in her imposition of secularism, then she would have far less difficulty in integrating her Muslim population. Religiously-minded people, whatever their belief, tend to feel more at home in societies that at least acknowledge and respect the importance of religious belief. This is borne out, in my view, by conversations I have had with Muslim parents who have specifically chosen a Catholic or Church of England school for their children.</div>
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In repudiating her spiritual heritage Europe runs the risk of creating a philosophical and ideological vacuum, exposing her population to the depredations of a corrupted ruling class or - as in Michel Houellebecq's novel, <em>Submission</em> - the ascendancy of a non-European civilisation. But none of this has to happen. I acknowledge that not everyone reading this will resonate with my advocacy of religion, but hopefully we can all agree on the need to find a deeper, wider understanding of what it means to be a European, not just the question, 'will being in the EU make me better off?' <br />
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Light comes from the East. It may be instructive, as a continuation of Ryan's paper, to consider the <em>EuroMaidan</em> demonstrations in Kiev two years ago and canvas opinion amongst those who took part. Because the word that springs to my mind, when recalling those extraordinary weeks, is <em>motivation</em>. What motivated the Maidan participants, at tremendous risk to life and limb, to take to the public square and defy their government and armed forces. What was it that<em> mattered</em> to them so much? Because clearly something did. Something above and beyond economic matters. You don't risk death for a marginally better-functioning economy. You risk death for an idea - a vision - and the Ukrainians found that vision and idea - extraordinary though it may seem to many in Western Europe - in the EU. And that's a humbling and chastening experience for those of us who, through indifference or neglect, don't care enough about the moral, political, religious, cultural, social and, yes, economic future of our continent. </div>
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"Oh, what a shame!" said Lucy. "I did so want to read it again. Well, at least I must remember it. Let's see ... it was about ... oh dear, its all fading away again. And even this last page is going blank. This is a very queer book. How can I have forgotten? It was about a cup and a sword and a tree and a green hill. I know that much. But I can't remember, and what <i>shall</i> I do?"</div>
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There is a powerful case, I believe, for the seventeenth century to be considered the high water mark of English Literature, certainly with regards to the beauty and sonority of the language. One thinks of Shakespeare, Milton, Donne, The King James Bible, The Book of Common Prayer, Henry Vaughan and Thomas Traherne, to name but a few. The only twentieth or twenty-first century writer who comes close to such felicity and resonance of expression is, in my opinion, William Golding (1911-93).</div>
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In this piece, I present two passages from Golding's 1959 novel <i>Free Fall</i> alongside two extracts from <i>Centuries of Meditation</i>, a devotional meditation <i>par excellence </i>from the afore-mentioned Anglican Divine, Thomas Traherne (1637-74). The similarities in language and style are clear, but there is an extra shared element which stands out, more important, perhaps, and more germane to the human condition - a sense of a lost Eden, a nostalgia for the wonder and integrity of childhood vision, and a deep-seated intuition that this miraculous view of things is far from false but true, not childish wishful-thinking but a genuine insight into the nature of reality, a perception which can and should be restored to the beaten down, world weary and cynical adult mind.</div>
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In the first extract, which is also the opening paragraph of <i>Free Fall</i>, Golding's narrator, the artist Sammy Mountjoy, meditates on the double-edged nature of his being - his awareness of an underlying shape and pattern to the world, and his inability to live in that state or even believe in it for very long. In the following two passages, Traherne reflects on his childhood's easy, natural recognition of life's inherently miraculous nature, and how that sharpness of vision became slowly and steadily dulled. Finally, we return to Sammy, a prisoner of war now, released from solitary confinement after a terrifying but triumphant battle against an army of inner demons. The dismal universe of the prison camp is transfigured for him into a Dante-esque Paradise. This is the moment which Sammy recalls at the beginning of <i>Free Fall</i>, wondering why, despite such numinous blessings he remains such 'a burning amateur, torn by the irrational and incoherent, violently searching and self-condemned.'</div>
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What appears to be at stake here is the difference between what the poet Edwin Muir called the Story and the Fable. The Story is the life of the individual - any individual - but the Fable is that which every man and woman seeks - at a dep-down mythic, archetypal level - to achieve, reflect and embody. 'It is clear,' Muir wrote, 'that no autobiography can begin with a man's birth. We extend far beyond any boundary line which we can set for ourselves in the past or the future, and that the life of every man is an endlessly repeated performance ... But what we are not and can never be - our Fable - seems to me inconceivably interesting. I should like to write that Fable, but I cannot even live it.'</div>
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But the Fable <i>is </i>lived and enacted and reflected, again and again in the many and varied scenarios of human life and history. If this were not so, our time on Earth would carry no metaphysical purpose, and literature, art and poetry - maybe even religion itself - would not be required. </div>
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The Fable is both old and new - inhabiting time and space yet beyond time and space - a live coal, not a lump of dead matter. It calls out to the men and women of every age to be recaptured, rediscovered, retold and reclothed. This is what Golding and Traherne set out to do. We should not be afraid to follow in their footsteps. </div>
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I have walked by stalls in the market-place where books, dog-eared and faded from their purple, have burst with a white hosanna. I have seen people crowned with a double crown, holding in either hand the crook and flail, the power and the glory. I have understood how the scar becomes a star, I have felt the flake of fire fall, miraculous and pentecostal. My yesterdays walk with me. They keep step, they are grey faces that peer over my shoulder. I live on Paradise Hill, ten minutes from the station, thirty seconds from the shops and the local. Yet I am a burning amateur, torn by the irrational and incoherent, violently searching and self-condemned.</div>
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Eternity was manifest in the Light of the Day, and something infinite behind The City seemed to stand in Eden, or to be built in Heaven. The streets were mine, the temple was mine, the people were mine, their clothes and gold and silver were mine, as much as their sparkling eyes, fair skins and ruddy faces. The skies were mine, and so were the sun and moon and stars, and all the World was mine; and I the only spectator and enjoyer of it. I knew no churlish proprieties, nor bounds, nor divisions: but all proprieties and divisions were mine: all treasures and the possessors of them. So that with much ado I was corrupted, and made to learn the dirty devices of this world. Which now I unlearn, and become, as it were, a little child again that I may enter into the Kingdom of God.</div>
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<i>(One of the four magnificent Traherne Windows in the Audley Chapel, Hereford Cathedral, created by the stained-glass artist Tom Denny - www.thomasdenny.co.u</i>k)</div>
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That first Light which shined in my Infancy in its primitive and innocent clarity was totally eclipsed; insomuch that I was fain to learn all again. If you ask me how it was eclipsed? Truly by the customs and manners of men, which like contrary winds blew it out: by an innumerable company of other objects, rude, vulgar and worthless things, that like so many loads of earth and dung did overwhelm and bury it: by the impetuous torrent of wrong desires in all others whom I saw or knew that carried me away and alienated me from it: by a whole sea of other matters and concernments that covered and drowned it: finally by the evil influence of a bad education that did not foster and cherish it.</div>
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"After us, the Savage God," prophesied W.B. Yeats in 1896, stunned by the crudity of Alfred Jarry's play, <i>Ubu Roi</i>. The poet recognised in this tale of an idiot dictator the potential for lunacy inherent in a free-floating world sundered from its social and spiritual moorings. Likewise, the revolutionaries of Fyodor Dostoyevsky's, <i>The Possessed</i>, dazzled by the prolixity of Pyotr Verkhovensky, allow themselves to become vehicles of the demonic and conduits of nihilism. "Listen Stavrogin," declares this agent of disintegration. "To level the mountains is a fine idea, not an absurd one. Down with culture. The one thing wanting in the world is discipline. We'll reduce everything to a common denominator."</div>
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We have arrived, it appears, at Arthur Rimbaud's <i>temps des assasins -</i> a dark age of discipline without liberty - one step away from the life-negating totalitarianism of Dostoyevsky's Grand Inquisitor in <i>The Brothers Karamazov</i>. Here human beings cannot bear very much reality, still less responsibility. Beaten down and passive, they require and welcome the <i>control society </i>of the elite, guaranteeing comfort and security at the cost of freedom.</div>
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This, I believe, is where the West will find itself if it continues to allow liberalism to run riot. The vision of the good society articulated in <i>Blue Labour: Forging a New Politics </i>stands at the antipodes of this - fourteen essays extolling liberty <i>within</i> discipline, promising a less hedonistic, less 'me-centred', less materialistically-orientated future, in which traditional and currently unfashionable notions of honour, service, tradition, faith and fidelity have substantial and dynamic roles to play. Rowan Williams sounds the clarion call in his Foreword. "We need to wake up," he declares, "to the fact that a lot of our politics assumes various things about our humanity that are not true; that we are being actively encouraged to live lives at odds with what we actually are, with how our minds and feelings actually work. The challenge to conventional politics at the moment is the question of what the political world might look like if it tried to work with rather than against our humanity."</div>
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Blue Labour, therefore, has no hesitation in laying down the gauntlet. Ed West, in his essay, <i>The Gentle Society</i>, describes the damage done to the poorest and most vulnerable in our society by unfettered liberalism, a phenomenon with a two-way sting: social and economic. The sexual revolution of the 1960s (an example of social liberalism) played a pivotal role, he claims, in weakening working-class family structures, leaving communities considerably more vulnerable to the ravages of Thatcherism (economic liberalism) than they would have been, say, in the 1930s. </div>
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Sex and money, West continues, dominate the media discourse in contemporary Britain, inverting previously acknowledged scales of values and trampling all over what residues of tradition still stand in their path. "British society," he writes, "had come to worship conspicuous wealth, a truth illustrated by the fashion trends of the late '90s and early 2000s, with their fondness for bling, gold and champagne." At the same time, "sex seemed to become more than ever a commodity to sell or shock, while judgementalism replaced sexual immodesty as a cardinal sin."</div>
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There are no bounds to the free-market in this 'brave new world'. It has slipped its economic moorings and trespassed into wider society. The family, for instance - man, woman, and child - was until recently, as Michael Merrick points out in his essay, <i>The Labour Family</i>, regarded as a 'protected model.' Not any more. The family, an institution predating the State and seen by many as the bedrock and motor of society has been 'opened up to competition' and now has to share its space, uneasily at times, with a variety of competing models.</div>
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Much has been gained in this sphere, perhaps, certainly with regards to an individual's freedom to define and shape the contours of his or her life. Much, however, especially concerning social and sexual stability, identity, and cohesion, could potentially be lost. It is here that Blue Labour shows its worth, not through advocating a return to an anachronistic and authoritarian past, but rather by setting limits and boundaries to individual and corporate autonomy, situating personal choice within a wider framework of connection and relationship.</div>
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The individual, according to Blue Labour, is not an autonomous Imperial self, freed from bounds or constraints, at total liberty to take whichever business decision or lifestyle choice he or she prefers. The individual also has a responsibility to the wider national community, a society of persons existing not in some amorphous, post-modern 'now', but extending both forward and backwards in time - back towards our predecessors and forward to our children and beyond. We should, in other words, always be working to achieve the 'Common Good' (a key Blue Labour phrase), taking a long-term, holistic view of policy, that is simultaneously grounded in our past and shared historical experience. What we lose thereby in unbridled freedom of choice we gain in a deeper, more meaningful connection with our fellows and a renewed sense of civic and national unity.</div>
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The Good Society, for Blue Labour, stems and flows from natural, innate bonds of friendship, co-operation and family loyalty, within the context of a local culture possessing a strong sense of right and wrong, meaning, purpose and direction. The movement understands the value of rootedness - of faith, family and flag - but it is also alive to the gift of humanity shared by all - what J.R.R. Tolkien called the 'Secret Fire' - beyond and beneath the surface levels of class, colour, gender and creed. "Disempowerment," as Merrick concludes, "comes through fracturing of relationships; we are weaker when we cease to live and stand together."</div>
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It is a heartening message. The Savage God, we realise, is far from invincible. His advent is not, after all, inevitable. Dissolution and fragmentation do not have to have the last word. <i>We</i> have the last word - two words, in fact - more redolent of beginnings than endings - the perfect riposte to Pyotr Verkhovensky - one hundred and five years old, and given political shape and definition in 2015 by Blue Labour.</div>
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ISIS have become frighteningly adept at waging war on multiple levels. We are all too familiar, from last year's successes in Iraq and Syria, with the military aspect of their campaign, along with its slick, digital-savvy, media accompaniment. There is nothing remotely modern or up-to-date, however, in ISIS' conception of <em>Jihad</em>. For them, the Islamic injunction to 'Holy War' (which by no means necessarily implies physical conflict) takes on a spectacularly messianic, millenarian tinge, and it is on this 'prophetic' level that it needs to be acknowledged, understood and resisted.</div>
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It is a long article, but that is because it needs to be. Wood's piece is essential reading for anyone hoping to get a handle on ISIS' dark genius.</div>
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Europe is behind the game with ISIS in all theatres at the moment, but especially on what might be called the imaginative or 'mythic' plane. We have no equivalent, it seems, of the deep-seated, archetypal force propelling the jihadis from one victory parade to another.</div>
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As a result, I suggest three symbolic, apparently outlandish, but - in the context of this particular struggle - sensible and appropriate symbolic actions Europe should (but won't) take if she is first to match, then face down ISIS' apocalyptic zeal. It is a matter of knowing your enemy, matching like with like (without the crucifixions, beheadings, etc) and choosing the correct ground to fight on. So, here goes:</div>
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Non-Catholics and non-believers are entitled to groan and shake their heads. I might as well, but because ISIS take great care in advocating their Caliphate as an essentially religious realm, it is the religious level, in my view, that has to be addressed first. </div>
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Bringing back the Old Rite, therefore, would at least have the benefit of reconnecting Europe with the Ages of Faith. These - despite shortcomings pertaining to every civilisation - bestowed Dante's creative vision on the world, together with Aquinas' philosophy, Meister Eckhart's mysticism, and the great Cathedrals that give such numinous testimony to an era when Europe invested her faith in aprinciple higher and greater than herself. </div>
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The Latin Mass is a contemplative, reflective affair, perfect for our pell-mell, disorientated, million miles an hour world. It would not be long, I'm sure, before its calming, restorative, cleansing effects began to permeate all levels of society, enormously to the benefit of everyone, believer and non-believer alike.</div>
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More important, however, is the fact that we are at the start of an age of acute and continuing crisis and turmoil. Given the uncompromising nature of the enemy, what we need spiritually, more than anything else in my view, is an appreciation of the grandeur and majesty of God - His sovereignty over the vicissitudes of life and His mastery over the devils of Hell. We are involved in a death grapple - living in a time of urgency - a time for clarity, hierarchy, just authority in the service of good, 'ad orientam' unity, and one-pointed, focused devotion. The notion of the 'People of God' sat around the Communion table is beautiful indeed, but at this level of intensity it doesn't cut sufficient ice. More solid contact with the Real is required ...</div>
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As the French Revolution shows, where France goes, Europe (and the world) follows. To restate Point 1 in different words: Europe today is crying out for leadership and direction. Too many vested interests have too much influence, while governments fail to see beyond their election cycles, thereby closing their eyes (wilfully sometimes) to wider fissures undermining society. 'Things fall apart,' in Yeat's famous words, 'the centre cannot hold.' The only way that government can become meaningful again - without capsizing into totalitarianism - is through the faith and love, and the individual and corporate dedication a monarchy inspires. </div>
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If the grim ideology inspiring ISIS is to be defeated, then we will have to access deeper parts of our collective psyche than we have hitherto mined. It isn't just a matter of de-radicalisation (worthy and essential though that is) or disputing passages in the Koran, as if we know anything about it when we don't. It's about matching depth with depth and being able to hold and posit an alternative <em>vision</em>. Parliamentary politics has been, and is, a fantastic servant to the West, and indeed to the whole world. It will be so again, but for the moment, as with some contemporary conceptions of the Mass, it seems out of its depth, too tainted for now with corruption and careerism to offer the motivating force we need to survive ...</div>
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The European Union deserves much more credit than its detractors give. It has played an understated, but essential role in preserving peace since 1945, and, despite recent difficulties involving the Euro, has brought prosperity and well-being to many. </div>
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The EU's great problem though, at least as I perceive it, is that it engages mainly the head - sometimes, perhaps, the pocket - but never the heart. It is possible that in Central and Eastern Europe, where memories of Soviet rule remain fresh, the EU is seen through a prism of hope and aspiration, but speaking of the nations I am familiar with - Britain and France - I can confidently, if sadly, assert that this is not the case. The EU is increasingly seen as abstract, distant, cold, unfriendly and hostile to local and national sentiment, hardly the qualities required to inspire, guide and direct in the fight to the death beginning to engulf us.</div>
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We are engaged, primarily, in a civilisational conflict, and it needs to be approached on that level. I am not necessarily advocating a 'clash of civilisations thesis' here. Civilisations don't have to clash, but sometimes they do, and this is one of those occasions. So, ancestral memories, pride in our Graeco-Roman-Judeo-Christian heritage, humble acknowledgement of Europe's failings and celebration of her achievements, can and will play a significant part in turning the tide. We need to feel good about ourselves once more - looking back with pride and forward with confidence. It is about rediscovering who we are. Because unless we have an idea of that, unless we have something to believe in and some standard to look up to, then we are not going to win. All the technology and all the money in the world (if Europe had any) will not be able to save us.</div>
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So, there you go, I told you they were outlandish. But please, think again. Don't rush to lock me up! Think twice. Think hard. Because that is exactly what ISIS do. ISIS are not afraid to think and fight 'outside the box'. They are not a conventional enemy. They are an exceptional enemy. Conventional means - military or economic - will not, in the long run, succeed. Only exceptional means will. </div>
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We followed him up the coffee-stained stairs, as the West collapsed into rubble outside. It was dark, but not late - half-four, five o'clock, something like that. There were a good few hours left in the call centre day, but the heart (if that's not too strong a word) had quit the place long ago.</div>
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"That's the bloke you need," Jock the security guard had told us not five minutes before. We watched him as he had passed us by, coming back from the busted tea machine. It was hard to credit, looking at him, that this was the one we had been seeking - the one to give pattern, purpose, shape and direction to our lives. But there it was. Jock knew his stuff. He radiated inner authority himself.</div>
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It was hard to tell how old he was. Some days he'd look young; others old. He was tall and slim, with brown spiky hair and a long, stubbly face. His accent was local; more North Manchester than South, I thought. Salford, perhaps. But it was what he said that counted. He promised us nothing ... yet everything.</div>
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"Andrew, James," he began. "You have come. Now you see. Here I am. Here's where I live - here at the heart of things when the world falls apart. This is my home. These are my people - broken, weak and fallible - people like you; people like me. You'll always find me here, in the chaos and disintegration, when the ramparts fall and the shattered limbs of kings and priests lie strewn across the marble halls.</div>
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"Abide with me. Work with me. I offer you nothing in terms of medals, praise, renown and worldly security. Quite the reverse. I can, however, guarantee you everything that burns most fiercely in your hearts and has done since you were boys - your desire for fellowship and nobility, for dignified, meaningful work, and for lives dedicated to the service of the sacred."</div>
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He paused, then fixed us with those wide, brown eyes. "Gentlemen, are you with me?" I glanced to my left. James was fiddling surreptitiously with his phone. I smiled. I knew what he was doing. Texting his brother, John. That's what gave me the idea. I put my hand in my pocket. It was time I texted my own brother.</div>
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France, without a shadow of a doubt, is an exceptional country. Her thoughts and deeds echo and reverberate throughout the world. It is a nation of vivid, paradoxical contrasts: avowedly secular and profoundly religious; fiercely republican yet home to a deep-seated, archetypally-charged monarchical tradition; prone to prolonged spells of mediocrity but capable always of unleashing men and women of the calibre of Saint Joan of Arc, figures who perceive the truth behind the veil of appearances and set about fighting for that truth, transforming defeat into victory with style, imagination and flair. </div>
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General Charles de Gaulle (1890-1970) was clearly one such figure. Best known still today, perhaps, for his refusal to accept defeat in the Second World War, de Gaulle's high vision of France, her destiny, and his calling as her representative, compelled him to continue the fight when surrender seemed the common-sense, logical option.</div>
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"France," as he wrote at the start of his <i>War Memoirs </i>"is not really herself unless in the front rank. Only vast enterprises are capable of counterbalancing the ferments of dispersal inherent in her people. Our country must aim high and hold itself straight, on pain of mortal danger. In short, to my mind, France cannot be France without greatness (<i>grandeur</i>)."</div>
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De Gaulle left his conquered country and set up camp in London. On June 18th 1940 he made his famous radio appeal to the French people, declaring that he and he alone spoke and acted on behalf of the true, 'eternal' France, urging all patriots to join him and making public his intention of prosecuting the war until the full and final expulsion of the enemy presence.</div>
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After the Liberation, de Gaulle ruled France for two years before standing down in 1946. He returned to power in 1958 and stayed there (despite some severe difficulties concerning Algerian independence) until his second and final resignation in 1969. He had left office in 1946 due to his disillusionment with the chicanery and mendaciousness of the French political class. That was one thing. In 1969, however, he felt that his bond - his <i>rapport - </i>with the people had been broken. That was quite another, and de Gaulle was at a complete loss as to how it could have occurred.</div>
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He had, after all, led the country with distinction on two occasions. During the war his boldness in assuming the mantle of the French State helped de-ligitimise the Vichy regime and also ensured that France would retain her Great Power status once hostilities ceased. On a deeper, and arguably more important level, his insistence in fighting on when all appeared lost kept alive for the other conquered peoples of Europe the traditional conception of France as a champion of liberty and civilisation.</div>
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It was this understanding of French culture and values - her worldwide mission and vocation - that particularly animated his second spell in office. Throughout the 1960s he carved an active, creative role on the world stage and brooked no nonsense from either Washington or Moscow. His passion was for France to stand as a beacon for both <i>grandeur </i>and liberty, with a dynamic State and a foreign policy focusing on self-respect rather than <i>Machtpolitik </i>and imperial hubris. Gaullist <i>grandeur </i>did not involve aggrandisement and disturbance of the international order. Its purpose was primarily domestic - to promote unity and forge self-belief through playing a prominent role in the world, thereby showing the French that they were indeed, in thought and act, a people worthy of respect and - crucially - <i>recognition</i>.</div>
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"Man," writes Fukuyama, "wants to be recognised. In particular he wants to be recognised as a human being, that is, as a being with a certain worth or dignity. This worth in the first instance is related to his willingness to risk his life in a struggle over pure prestige. For only man is able to overcome his most basic animal instincts - chief among them his instinct for self-preservation - for the sake of higher, abstract principles and goals."</div>
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In a word, <i>grandeur</i>. This is what de Gaulle is about. This is where he counts. His worldview, forged and refined in the struggle against totalitarian tyranny, revolved around 'prestige' and higher goals and principles. He understood that pure <i>politique</i> and mere economic well-being are not enough. An element of <i>mystique</i> is also required if an individual, a nation, or a union of nations is to fulfil its vocation and attain some level of meaning, purpose, direction and recognition.</div>
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Sadly for de Gaulle, many of his compatriots turned their backs on <i>grandeur </i>and balked at the demands he placed on them. Without the wartime threat of Nazi terror to wake people up to reality, de Gaulle found it harder and harder to arrest society's slide into self-centred materialism, where comfort and security, consumer durables, and rights without responsibilities count for more in the public consciousness than the maintenance of a hard-won civilisation. The edicts of kings, even democratic kings like de Gaulle, carry no weight in this flattened-out <i>milieu</i>.</div>
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This dissolution of hierarchy is illustrated perfectly by the phenomenon of the May 1968 Paris student protests. What strikes one as extraordinary, even four and a half decades on, is that France was one of the most prosperous, stable societies on Earth at the time. The demonstrators were overwhelmingly home-grown, middle-class and economically comfortable. Why they felt it necessary to rend asunder the cultural, social and religious fabric that had nurtured generations of French so well and for so long remains, to this writer at least, a total mystery.</div>
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General de Gaulle was lampooned, in childishly scribbled cartoons, as an out of touch old buffer - a fossil, a relic and a dinosaur. How wrong the protestors were. How out of touch <i>they </i>were. This was one of the deepest thinkers of the age. This was a man who stood alone for France and human values when the great and the good were tumbling over themselves to surrender. This was a man with a vision of what Europe <i>is </i>in her essence and should be in actuality - not the uninspiring, bureaucratic fuzz of today's EU - but an association of noble, free and ancient peoples.</div>
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He discerned the signs of the times and recognised the ever-expanding heart of darkness that threatens now to swallow the West whole. He saw how the denial of God - the refusal of a transcendent reference point - fatally undermines our materialistic, hedonistic and commercially-orientated societies. It saps the will, drains the imagination and leaves our continent ripe for conquest - physically, spiritually and intellectually. As he remarked to his friend and colleague, the novelist and adventurer, Andre Malraux:</div>
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"France was the soul of Christianity - today, let us say the soul of European civilisation. I did all I could to restore her ... Good luck to this federation without a federator! ... You know as well as I do that Europe will be a compact among the States, or nothing. We are the last Europeans in Europe, which is Christianity. A tattered Europe, but it did exist. The Europe whose nations hated one another had more reality than the Europe of today. It is no longer a matter of wondering whether France will regenerate Europe. It is a matter of understanding that she is threatened with death through the death of Europe."</div>
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A chill wind blows through France today. A self-serving, back-slapping, ruling elite has created a climate where humane, balanced and generous views - be they liberal or conservative - are struggling to find a platform. The Scylla of Islamism and the Charybdis of the <i>Front National</i> threaten to drag this proud nation into the swamp of totalitarianism that de Gaulle fought so hard to resist. The secular State does its best to hold the pass, but in its insensitivity towards religion (from banning the burqa to taking down cribs) betrays its own ignorance and serves only to exacerbate tensions.</div>
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It is fortunate then that this is a country with a time-honoured tradition of siring men and women of genius. Fortunate for those of us living outside the Hexagon too. Because France is the soul, or at least the cockpit of Europe. It is a creative dynamo. A powerhouse. As we see in the history of the French Revolution, for instance, where France goes, Europe and the rest of the world follow.</div>
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We do not need (in my opinion, as one of those outsiders) demagogues like Marine le Pen, would-be celebrities a la Nicolas Sarkozy, dour technocrats such as Francois Hollande or fashionable economists in the mould of Thomas Picketty. All these have had their day. Men and women of faith, vision and imagination are required instead, sensitive to the rhythms and vicissitudes of history, and intuitively aware of when France is living out her vocation and when not. Someone like Saint Joan of Arc. Or Charles de Gaulle.</div>
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The prophet foresees the fate of man and the world and, through contemplation of the spiritual, unriddles the events of the empirical world.</div>
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Nikolai Berdyaev, <em>Truth and Revelation</em>.</div>
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I have heard it said, I forget where, that if all the men and women praying at any given time were to stop then the world would instantly and once and for all implode. How true this is, I do not know, but it gives us pause for thought regarding the value (or lack of value) we place on our everyday thoughts and actions. Which of these truly matter? Which only <em>seem</em> to matter? How do we puzzle out what is real and what is not? How do we differentiate, in our hearts and minds, between temporal and eternal truths? How do we map our personal insights and intuitions onto the wider world? Where is the bridge linking the individual to the community? How do we find it? What does it look like? </div>
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This is the exact terrain explored by Tarkovsky in this 1983 <em>chef d'oeuvre</em>, his penultimate film, and his first (of only two) made outside the Soviet Union. </div>
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The early eighties were a problematic, paradoxical time for the film-maker. He had emigrated to Italy to escape the stifling, overbearing hand of the Soviet film authorities. The artistic liberty he found there, however, came at an almost unimaginably heavy price - separation from his family and homeland, and a crushing sense of exile, estrangement and alienation.</div>
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<em>Nostalghia</em> is soaked (literally) in these themes. The central protagonist, Gorchakov, a Russian poet transplanted, like Tarkovsky, to Italy, finds the West a barren, chilly place. The mist-shrouded beauties of Tuscany and Umbria leave him cold. He is 'sickened' by the tourist trail of churches, statues and ruins, and - as if all that wasn't enough - feels unable to communicate this sense of disconnection to his interpreter, Eugenia, a character, like himself, in search of meaning, depth, communion and connection. It is only when Gorchakov encounters the 'village idiot', Domenico, that the dynamic starts to change and a new, unanticipated light begins, almost imperceptibly at first, to shine.</div>
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Domenico is a former Mathematics teacher. His home is a water-logged ruin. He kept his wife and children locked up in the house for seven years because the end of the world, he believed, was at hand. Domenico lives on his own now, the butt of jokes, in the small town of Bagno Vignoni, regarded by the townsfolk as a self-styled, utterly inept prophet. He speaks in riddles and appears reluctant at first to engage with his Russian visitor. Yet Gorchakov, unable to wind down and relax with anyone else, appears happy and perfectly at ease in his presence. To say he 'lightens up' might be putting too strong a spin on it, but he certainly seems more 'himself' in Domenico's house than any other location. A rapport begins to build. Sensing that Gorchakov's attentions lie elsewhere, Eugenia returns to Rome. Domenico and Gorchakov are left centre stage, physically apart yet spiritually together, their fates intertwined, one with the other, and also, in some unspecified yet undeniable way, with that of the 'whole wide world' itself.</div>
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<em>Nostalghia</em> is a visually stunning film. Every frame, without exception, is a work of art. Evocative, evanescent images of rain, cloud, moss-covered columns and walls, horses, dogs and even, at one point, a bottle of spilt, spotlessly white milk, follow one after the other like Shakespeare's parade of kings in <em>Macbeth. </em></div>
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For all this, it has to be said that the film can feel hard going at times. The pace, even by Tarkovsky's standards, is pedestrian at best, and the ambience of disconnection and estrangement described above can start to wear the viewer down after a while. The miracle, however, is that by the time the credits roll one does not feel down or despondent in any way. Quite the reverse. Somehow, Tarkovsky succeeds in taking the issues tormenting both Gorchakov and himself onto a higher, clearer level. Like Jacob wrestling with the angel, both film-maker and protagonist are wounded, then blessed. Resolution is achieved. Our vision is cleansed; our hearts replenished with faith and hope. A transfiguration has occurred. How? Why? Where? In answering this question (or attempting to answer it) we approach the central mystery of Tarkovsky's art.</div>
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'Truth is a quality,' writes the Russian philosopher, Nicholai Berdyaev, in <em>Truth and Revelation </em>(1953). 'For that reason it is aristocratic, as all qualities are. Truth may be revealed to one single person and refuted by all the rest of the world. It may be prophetic, and the prophet is indeed one who always stands alone.'</div>
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Domenico is such a prophet. He journeys to Rome and sits on top of the statue of Marcus Aurelius, imploring the bored, listless citizenry to wake up, recognise and respond to the crisis hammering at the gates of the West. Like William Blake, he speaks against careerism, institutionalism, consumerism and one-dimensional, mechanistic explanations of life and the universe. He cries out for intuition, imagination, vision, creativity and openness to the Divine. He acts, for a short time, as a <em>Pontifex - </em>a ladder or bridge between heaven and earth - before backing up his words with a theatrical, spectacularly self-destructive act, which, to my eyes at least (and I may well be wrong) has always seemed more triumphant than tragic.</div>
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Before his departure for Rome, Domenico charges Gorchakov with a task - to walk the length of the drained pool at the Bagno Vignoni baths with a lighted candle, protecting it from the winds and keeping it alight until he reaches the further side. The result, in purely cinematic terms, is a lengthy take of hypnotic, mesmeric quality, arguably the most memorable of many such takes in Tarkovsky's canon.</div>
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The stakes could not have been higher here. In the director's mind, his whole artistic vision hinged on this one shot. In slightly dramatic style he described it to the actor playing Gorchakov, Oleg Ianowsky, as 'displaying an entire human lifetime in one shot, without any editing, from beginning to end, from birth to the very moment of death. It could be the true meaning of my life and will certainly be the finest shot I ever make - if you can do it, if you can endure to the end.'</div>
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Gorchakov does endure. To the end. He fulfils his mission. At a price. But the memory of the flickering, glimmering candle on the far side of the pool burns on and on in our minds, years after walking out of the cinema and stepping forth into the city and the night. </div>
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It is strange, how such a pointless, random act, with no quantifiable yardstick to measure its success by, can have such a profound effect. Objectively, It means nothing. It has no disecernable impact on the world. Yet, on a subjective, symbolic level, it means absolutely everything. </div>
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It is an act of truth, a statement of intent and a rallying cry, a call to the imaginative and spiritual arms needed to transmute, transfigure and transform the base metal of contemporary Western society. It points beyond, bridging the gap between the secular and sacred, and bringing that extra, unquantifiable, unpredictable element to the table which the world so sorely needs if we are to have any chance of finding creative, sustainable solutions to the ideological and environmental problems currently assailing us. </div>
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This is what Truth looks like - truth with a capital 'T' - existential, not (necessarily) dogmatic - a living thing, a live coal, lying within, like the Kingdom of God, and spreading out around us like the lilies of the field. Humankind, however, seems constitutionally incapable of recognising it. That, it seems, is why prophets are sent. To wake us up to this Truth, which, says Berdyaev, 'is not an objective <em>datum </em>but a conquest won by the creative act. It is a creative discovery rather than the reflected knowledge of an object or of being. Truth is not a reality in the sphere of things which falls into man's lap. Truth is the letting in of light into the world, and this light that comes from truth ought to be spread abroad. </div>
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'All men should have, more and more, the idea of truth as the letting in of light, for their interpretation of it is always exposed to the danger of becoming hardened in rigidity, ossified and benumbed. This is not the light of abstract reason. This is the light of the Spirit.'</div>
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<span style="color: purple;">The Battle for Kobane in the light of Rosemary Sutcliff's <em>The Lantern Bearers</em>.</span></h3>
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At the time of writing - 1330 BST on Wednesday October 8th - Kobane has not yet fallen. Maybe it will never fall. The skill, determination and commitment of its Syrian Kurdish defenders can be in no doubt. They are, however, significantly outnumbered and outgunned, left to fend for themselves (US air strikes nothwithsatnding) due to 'Great Power' political chicanery and - with regards to Turkey - a continued reluctance and inability to recognise the depth of existential threat posed by ISIS.</div>
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It is strange, sometimes, what works of art such last-ditch stands against darkness call to mind. I could, I suppose, feel tempted to quote from the linguistic heights of Shakespeare or the spiritual depths of Dostoyevsky, yet the text which jumps, shouts and demands attention when I meditate on Kobane is actually a children's book, published in England in 1956: <em>The Lantern Bearers </em>by Rosemary Sutcliff.</div>
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Rosemary Sutcliff (1920 - 1992) is perhaps best known today for the first of her 'Roman' stories, <em>The Eagle of the Ninth </em>(1954). Sutcliff's novels - along with her creative retellings of Gaelic, Greek and Arthurian myth - have had a profound influence on both children and adults (including myself) throughout the second half of the twentieth-century and the first decades of the twenty-first.</div>
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These themes come especially to the fore in <em>The Lantern Bearers</em>. Aquila, a young Romano-British soldier, deserts his regiment when the last of the legions are recalled to the continent. In what seems at the time like a somewhat 'showy', pointlessly theatrical gesture, he lights the beacon tower at Rutupiae (modern day Thanet in Kent) as the ship sets sail for Italy without him:</div>
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Piers Paul Read (Charterhouse, August 1st) is right to highlight the politically-driven intolerance and incipient authoritarianism at the core of the UK's arts and education sectors. This 'totalitarianism of thought' - where Christianity's marginalisation is not only accepted, but actively encouraged and celebrated - has become a weapon of choice in the Devil's arsenal, playing a key role in the ongoing dissolution of the moral and intellectual fabric of the West.</div>
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Rather than subside into an impotent, defensive rage, I would like to recommend a study of the life and works of the great Soviet film-maker, Andrei Tarkovsky (1932-1986). Working under levels of surveillance and harassment unimaginable (so far) in Britain, Tarkovsky crafted a luminous, prophetic body of work, charged with Christ-centred profundity and shimmering with the light of the holy. In films such as, <em>Andrei Rublev</em> (1966), <em>Nostalghia</em> (1982), and the incomparable <em>Stalker</em> (1979), he shows that a censorious official climate need be no barrier to the religiously-minded artist. </div>
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John Fitzgeraldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13951246561259007162noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2622205244066185754.post-82088920469796650862014-08-07T05:09:00.000-07:002015-03-24T09:37:37.711-07:00<h2 style="text-align: center;">
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I was, and remain, profoundly opposed to the U.S/British led invasion of Iraq in 2003 - a senseless, needless war, driven by a lethal cocktail of commercial greed and overweening personal ambition. Saddam Hussein was duly overthrown, but the occupying powers had gone to war with little or no knowledge of Iraqi history and culture and were hence totally unprepared for the savage, brutal genie they had naively let loose from the Baathist bottle. Having gone to war in the first place, they should have made a comitment to remain in Iraq for the ensuing forty to fifty years to oversee the construction of a fully-functioning pluralist democracy. But no. They didn't have the stomach to see the job they had so rashly started through to the end. They let down the Iraqi people they were supposedly so keen to liberate. In the end, they just didn't care enough.</div>
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There were no moral grounds, in 2003, for going to war. If the campaign against Saddam had been based on morality we would have toppled him in 1988 when he gassed the Kurds. Now that there <em>is</em> a clear moral imperative, the sound of silence from the 'Great Powers' is deafening. </div>
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This, however, is not enough. ISIS need to be stopped. Last month (July) people were mocking them for their 'delusional' boasts of ruling Spain and Austria within five years. Soon, maybe even as I write, they will have become too big, too well-entrenched and, crucially, too rich, to be rolled back.</div>
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Decades of material prosperity in the West have muffled our awareness and inured our senses to the fragility of our civilisation. We lack the imagination, it seems, to recognise an existential threat when we see one, and we lack the will to tackle it head on and nip it in the bud. ISIS is a philosophy as well as an army - a nihilistic, death-worshipping ideology that owes more, in reality, to militantly secular Western groups such as the French Jacobins, Lenin's Bolsheviks and the Cambodian Khmer Rouge, than it does to classical Islam. As I commented above, it represents a gross perversion of the Revelation given to the Prophet Muhammad (Peace be Upon Him) on Mount Hira and is as much of a threat to Muslims (see the ongoing and disgraceful destruction of sacred shrines in Iraq and Syria) as it is to Christians and followers of other religions (or none). Nonetheless, ISIS have chosen - tragically - to hitch their ideological wagon to Islam, and we need to wake up to and understand the nature of their twisted ultimate aim - to succeed where the armies of the Ummayad Caliphate failed at Poitiers in 732; to succeed where the Turkish siege failed at Vienna in 1683; to overrun first the Arab world, then Israel, then Turkey, then Greece, then Italy, and on and on, plunging all of us, Muslim, Christian, Jew and Atheist alike into a new and unimaginably bestial dark age.</div>
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On Saturday July 12th, from 9.30 am to 4.30 pm, I will be hosting a 'Day of Imaginative Writing with The Inklings' at the Manchester Cathedral Visitor Centre. It is a requirement of my M.A in Creative Writing and Paedagogy that I carry out a day's teaching before the course ends in September. I am also hoping to develop a career in spiritual direction and retreat giving with reference to the interplay between faith and the arts. I must stress, though, that religious belief is in no way a prerequisite for attendance. Imaginative openness, sensitivity and receptiveness are far more important. </div>
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Throughout the day we will focus on developing our writing (the workshop is suitable for both poets and prose writers) with the help of three members of the group of creative Oxford Christians known as The Inklings: C.S. Lewis (1898-1963), J.R.R. Tolkien (1892-1973) and Charles Williams (1886-1945). These writers certainly have their differences, in terms of style and temperament, but a shared belief in the transformative power of the imagination - informed by but transcending individual beliefs - runs like a red thread through their work.</div>
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The Inklings can be viewed, among many other things, as creative bridge-builders. In their writings, a variety of worlds and levels of perception intersect and interweave like patterns on a Celtic cross. These worlds are by no means ends in themselves, however. They point 'farther up and further in', as Lewis put it, towards God (or the Divine, or the Mystery, or however we want to put it), the fount and source of our creative inspiration. </div>
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In our individual artistic practice, therefore, we hope to follow in the footsteps of The Inklings by bringing our imaginative vision and understanding to life on the page. In this way, we become (in Tolkien's phrase) 'sub-creators', playing an energetic, life-enhancing role of our own in the on-going creation of the world.</div>
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We will write imaginatively on July 12th in response to extracts from the fictional worlds forged by Lewis, Tolkien and Williams. Hopefully, these can serve as springboards for us - deepening, enriching and enhancing our vocations as storytellers and poets.</div>
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I will use occasional samples from my own writing to illustrate the creative exercises we will be working with. This is not, I hope, to set myself up in any way as a rival, or even a contemporary, Inkling. I stand, on the contrary - like Digory and Polly in <em>The Magician's Nephew - </em>at the very beginning of the imaginative adventure, and come to The Inklings, like all of us, to learn :-)</div>
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John Fitzgeraldhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13951246561259007162noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2622205244066185754.post-47231407151236376492014-05-29T03:31:00.003-07:002015-03-24T09:39:32.615-07:00<h2 align="center">
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We live, it many respects, in increasingly polarised times. Existing faultlines - both in society at large and within religious communities - between liberal and conservative, traditional and progressive - appear to be widening exponentially. We are quicker to take offence, it often seems, than in days gone by. Building bridges between people of differing political opinions certainly feels more difficult than it used to. It is all too easy, under the influence of social media, to demonise those we do not agree with, while never meeting them face to face and never engaging with the human reality behind the screen.</div>
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When my wife and I founded the South Manchester Julian Prayer Group in October 2013 we had precisely this conflict in mind. 'Only Connect' was our key phrase. How, we asked ourselves, can we reach across the fissures, bring peace to the contemporary 'culture wars' (individually and collectively) and arrive at a place of silent equanimity, a point beyond argument, disputation and dogmatic assertion, a base from which we might move forward into the world - not to fight, kick and bite - but with genine confidence, trust and love?</div>
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Not every Julian group will follow the above format exactly, but the principles are always the same: to foster a climate where our chattering minds are stilled and space is created - however fleetingly - for a different voice to make its presence felt - the 'still, small voice' that spoke to Elijah on Mount Horeb, the 'still, small voice' that guides us to the heart of who we are, calming the storm inside, bringing us back to ourselves, encouraging us and calling us on to the fulfilment of our unique vocation in the world. This is the 'still point' from which all things flow and move, the 'still point' which T.S. Eliot gave unforgettable poetic expressuion to in in <em>Four Quartets</em>:</div>
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The Julian Meetings take their name from Julian of Norwich, who was born in 1342 and died around 1420. On 8th May 1873, during severe illness, Julian received a series of sixteen visons of Christ, which she referred to as 'showings' in her subsequent book. After her recovery, she became an anchoress, a woman devoted entirely to the religious life, living permanently in a cell attached to a church in the heart of Norwich.</div>
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Julian meditated, for twenty years, on the visions she had received, and began to give a written account of her experience in the first book known to be written by a woman in English, <em>The Revelations of Divine Love</em>. All this time, from the window of her cell, she had been giving daily counsel and comfort to the burdened and distressed of the city.</div>
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The Julian Meetings are by no means a cult of Julian of Norwich. We do not offer prayers or devotions to her, but we do attempt, as best we can, in our shared, silent prayer, to engage with the spirit she reveals to us in her life and writings. We see in Julian's story a dedicated life of contemplation blended with profound compassion and understanding of the people of Norwich who passed by her window every day. This mingling of the spiritual and the earthly encourages us in our responsibility to be 'in the world, but not of it.' The silence we share in the Julian Meetings becomes our 'bright field,' 'lit bush' and our 'pearl of great price.' We bring it back, like lantern bearers, to our conflict-ridden world.</div>
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All of us, whatever our political persuasion, cultural stance, or dogmatic position can share in this silence. No prior qualifications are required. All of us can reach the same 'still point'. We sit in our circle, with Christ as our magnetic north (as He was for Julian), and take a first, tentative step in reaching out and touching what is real and essential in ourselves and each other, beyond argument and beyond disputation. It is a voyage to a beginning. From there, we can venture out into the world with no need to prove ourselves right or win all the arguments all the time. Anxiety's hold is weakened. Peace - a hard-won peace and therefore true - begins to build in our hearts.</div>
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The great Truth that our silence points to is wide, generous and capacious. In the rousing words of the Czech philosopher, Vaclav Benda, a colleague of Vaclav Havel in the human rights movement, Charter 77, and written at a time when Communist rule seemed an inevitable and eternal fact:</div>
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If the chief form of the present political evil is a restrictive heaviness that all citizens carry on their shoulders and at the same time <em>within </em>them, then the only possibility is to shake that evil off, escape its power, and to seek truth. Under such circumstances, every genuine struggle for one's soul becomes an openly political act, and a creative act that, because it is no longer merely 'defining oneself' against something else, but rather a jettisoning of ballast and opening oneself up to what is new and unknown, Christians can and should become one of the means by which this potential is revealed and made manifest."</div>
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<span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif";">The gods too are ever kind, Lenehan
said. If I had poor luck with Bass's mare perhaps this draught of his may serve
me more propensely. He was laying his hand upon a winejar; Malachi saw it and
withheld his act, pointing to the stranger and to the scarlet label. Warily,
Malachi whispered, preserve a druid silence. His soul is far away. It is as
painful perhaps to be awakened from a vision as to be born. Any object,
intensely regarded, may be a gate of access to the incorruptible aeon of the
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<span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>"Julie."<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I'm not sure how many times he called my name.
I didn't even know he was standing beside me. The college library, wrapped
around in rain and cloud, always sweeps me off on wet and murky days to misty,
far-off lands of magic and myth.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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finger was still on the page. The story I had been reading </span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">– Theseus and the Minotaur – rang on and on like a
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>"Julie."<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I
turned around. Mr. Martin, my English teacher, was stood to my left in his blue
roll-neck jumper. His black hair and beard, so Gina reckons (she's my best
friend), makes him look like Captain Haddock in the Tintin books. He pulled up
a chair. Rat-tat-tat went the rain on the windows.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>"Sister Mary Margaret," he began,
"has asked if you could pop across to Manchester, Julie, and have a look
at Rob Floyd's <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Stations</i> <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">of</i> <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">the</i>
<i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Cross</i> in the Cathedral. She’d like
you to write a response for <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">The Winged
Lion</i>." (That's our college magazine).<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>"A response, Sir? Manchester,
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"that St. Mark's should learn to stretch its wings, as it were, and engage
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-tab-count: 1;"> </span>"I don't know, Sir. I'm not really
into art, Sir. I like the piccies in storybooks, but that's about it." I
pointed to the book and the drawing of Theseus following the golden thread
around and around, this way and that, back and forth through the depths of the
labyrinth. "It's words I'm interested in, Sir. You know that. It's sound
of Sister to ask and I'm dead grateful, I really am, but someone like Anna
Charpentier'd be miles better, if you want my opinion, Sir. She's mad about
art. She's applying to the Courtauld for next year, you know."<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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Martin fixed his sea-green eyes on me. He stood up and scraped back his chair
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and that's that. She knows your capabilities. Society needs a shot of what
you've got, she says – vision and creative fire. That’s what she wants from you
– an individual, imaginative, dynamic response – a story, a myth, a fresh angle
– not a sermon or a treatise on art."<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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the Easter holidays. The sky, in Liverpool, was a mix of sun and white streaky
cloud. In Manchester it was all cloud – heavy and dull. I got lost for a bit,
walking from Piccadilly to the Cathedral. It was awful. I felt trapped – hemmed
in by the high, bullying buildings and the suffocating mesh of streets: Mangle
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Cathedral, to find my bearings. The walls seemed to shimmer and swim before my eyes,
but the ancient, historic scent of the columns and stones settled me down and
slowed the whirling in my head. It reminded me of the lush, panelled bookshelves
that, for a hundred and twelve years, so Sister Mary Margaret says, have lined
the long, dreamy corridors of the St. Mark's library.<o:p></o:p></span></span></span></div>
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surroundings sharpened into focus. I was standing on a shiny marble floor. Tall
windows, to my left, glittered with red and yellow interlocking squares and
circles. Candles flickered, to my right, on either side of a white wooden
altar. The paintings </span><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">–
Rob Floyd's <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">Stations</i> <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">of</i> <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">the</i>
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weaved my way around, in and out of the pillars, and let the pictures tell
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distress imprinted throughout on Jesus's face – his frightened eyes, his bared
teeth, his screaming mouth. When He meets His mother, it made me want to cry –
the way she gazes up at Him with such a strong, strong love – a love that
includes, but also goes beyond, sorrow and pain – a love that walks through
walls.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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liked, very much, the one where Jesus is nailed to the cross. The old man
hammering the nail must be able to hear His screams, but he pays no attention
and carries on banging it in. But not in a hateful, vicious, nasty way. His
face isn't like that. It's gentle and kind and loving. There's a softness and
tenderness to his expression that I found somehow beautiful. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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frightened out of his mind in the one where he's fallen down and there's horses
hooves and people's feet kicking around above Him. His eyes are gone. He's lost
and helpless. A baby again. Then when he dies – in black and white – it's like
the whole world's abandoned and forgotten Him, apart from that big cheesy moon
in the top left corner.<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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the colour and dazzle of the Women of Jerusalem and how they just stand there and
look you right in the eye. When Christ is stripped of His clothes as well,
there's a bright white light that quivers around His head. One of the men sees
it. The others don't. <o:p></o:p></span></div>
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They're filled with it. They overflow with it. Two images towards the end stand
out for me in this respect: the one where everyone gathers around the tomb, and
then when the angels appear to say that He's risen. There’s a warm, joyful glow
in both, full of hope and goodness, but at the same time a bit remote and out
of reach, not yet a proper part of our daily lives. Not at the minute anyway. I
couldn't remember Mr. Martin's Blake quote, but I did recall another line he
gave us one time, from a German poet whose name I also can't remember:<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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forward and back against the stone. I thought about my life and all the question
marks and uncertainties hovering around it. Should I go away to Uni next year?
Or stay at home? Or live with my sister in London? What about Ma? Could I ever
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there's my own stuff. Should I carry on with my stories? Why do I write them?
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focused my eyes on the light, the angels in the cave, Mary Magdalene (I think)
listening to their message, and the pale fire trembling in the middle – a jet
of quivering white and blue – flaring up from the centre of the earth. I
scrunched up my eyes and concentrated as hard as I could, as if some code or
secret that could answer all my questions might be hidden there, embedded in
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stained-glass ball of fire – caught my eye – a swirling, billowing, raging bull
of red and orange flame. It looked like the library book Dad had shown me just
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tissue of wafer-thin diamonds that merged together to form a picture. I
honestly thought, crazy though it sounds, that a winged lion was slowly taking
shape on the sizzling glass. I jumped down from the slab, crept forward and
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the Treaty of Cambridge, the Germans occupied the whole of Southern England and
the Midlands, leaving Wales, Scotland and the North in British hands, but run
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Rob Floyd left the city with his wife, parents and young child. He bought a Victorian
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Floyd began, steadily, to build an artistic and philosophical community there.
He believed that British society had lost its way before the war and that the
country would never again be free until it rediscovered what he called its
'spiritual flair' </span></i><span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">– <i style="mso-bidi-font-style: normal;">its 'vision and creative fire'. He argued
that genuine, far-reaching change could only occur through a 'two-way street'
between the human imagination and the Divine. He spoke often of Elijah, Daniel
and the other Old Testament prophets and he loved to quote Blake's verse:</i></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="font-family: "Calibri","sans-serif"; font-size: 14pt; line-height: 150%; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">I give you the end of a golden string,<o:p></o:p></span></div>
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labyrinth with his son, Soren, from old bookshelves in the library. He placed
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same afternoon, a girl from Canning Street, Liverpool 8, arrived at St.Mark's,
in search of hope, adventure and answers to her questions. Her name was
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was raining when she reached the blue and gold double doors. A small winged
lion engraved in silver on the wood appeared, for a moment, to wink at her.
Geraldine pushed the door open. The first thing she saw was a chair to her
right with a ball of golden string in the middle ...</span></i></div>
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<span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: purple;">A Meditation on Andrei Tarkovsky's <i>Stalker</i></span></h2>
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<span style="text-align: left;">Where does one start when discussing this film? Because, in a sense, </span><i style="text-align: left;">Stalker</i><span style="text-align: left;"> has no beginning and no end. It smacks, rather, of the eternal - this ageless, timeless exposition of what it means to be a human being in search of values and</span><i style="text-align: left;"> </i><span style="text-align: left;">patterns that we hope (sometimes naively) will bring extra levels of </span><span style="text-align: left;">depth and coherence to our lives. Like Jacob </span>in his contest with the angel, Tarkovsky wrestles with themes of political, existential and spiritual profundity. <i>Stalker </i>represents, in my view, the crowning point of this lifelong, frequently uphill, creative struggle. </div>
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<span style="text-align: left;">A railway bridge of ancient brick and sinuous, looping arches stands in the heart of Manchester City Centre, directly opposite </span><i style="text-align: left;">The Ritz </i><span style="text-align: left;">nightclub. Trains pound in and out of Oxford Road Station above, while Cambridge Street, below, snakes around from town through a landscape carved out of a bygone age - cadaverous mills, skeletal chimneys and once-titanic factories, subdued now into muted post-industrial experiments in 'city living'. </span></div>
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<span style="text-align: left;">Nearby, further along Cambridge Street, just past the railway line, is another bridge. This one looks down instead of up - at the mud and silt of the River Medlock. </span>It's a sun-dappled evening in April 2011, and I'm on my way to a public screening of <i>Stalker </i>(the first time I'll have seen it alongside other people) at the University of Manchester (thanks again @beuysown). I stand at the bridge and am reminded immediately of the film, from both above and below. I look up and a train flashes by like a silver salmon. It rattles past, and <i>Stalker's</i> opening scene imposes itself on my inner retina - Tarkovsky's questing hero (the 'Stalker') in bed, at dawn, with his wife and child beside him, as a train shuttles past outside. It's a signal for action - a summons to adventure in that numinous, unpredictable and slippery realm the Stalker calls home - the forbidden, magical, dreamlike 'Zone'.</div>
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I look down. Under the dingy, sluggish waters I discern a variety of random objects, some moving pliantly with the flow, others obdurately wedged to the river bed or clinging to the sides of giant concrete slabs - CD cases, chair legs, even the odd plant pot and 1970s-style filing cabinet.</div>
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It seems strange, as I reflect on the film, that Tarkovsky's characters should encounter a set of parallel items - a painting, a syringe, a book - drifting beneath similarly stodgy waters in the heart of the Zone. But the context, I remind myself, is very different. These Tarkovskian objects are the post-</div>
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apocalyptic detritus of a shattered civilisation. The Zone is not the same as Manchester either. It is a </div>
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This rigidly enforced <i>cordon sanitaire </i>gives rise, however, to an imaginatively rich counter-myth - that what the authorities are actually frightened of is the existence, at the centre of the Zone, of a mysterious 'Room' where (should one make it that far) one's deepest, most heartfelt wish will be granted. A caste of 'Stalkers' consequently appears - men who guide others through the perils and tricks of the Zone to this transformative central point.</div>
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And that, so I believed at that time, was what the film was all about - the quest, the search:</div>
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What, I wondered, is our most potent desire - deep down inside? </div>
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<span style="text-align: left;">We watched the film on a big screen downstairs at the Students' Union. We were thirteen in number. It was the first time as well that I had seen </span><i style="text-align: left;">Stalker </i><span style="text-align: left;">on anything other than an old-school VHS. I spent the first hour or so marvelling at the clarity of the DVD transfer. There were colours, shades and subtleties of expression in the protagonists' rough-hewn features that I hadn't come close to noticing before.</span></div>
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We had a break. One girl stayed in the bar. Twelve returned, the lights went down and the gears turned up. As the Stalker and his two cynical companions squabbled and bickered their way into the depths of the Zone, the atmosphere in the room became needle-sharp with shared focus and attention.</div>
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unfolding on the screen - was palpable. I was glad the others were there. Then I forgot about them. Or we all became one. It makes no odds. The film took the reins and ushered us through our own Zones - individual and collective - to the threshold of our own Rooms - liminal spaces within, opening out onto our most central, signature passions, beliefs and desires - not necessarily politically and socially </div>
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<span style="text-align: left;">We sat in the garden at KRO Bar for a long time afterwards. We didn't pick the film to pieces. You can't do that with </span><i style="text-align: left;">Stalker</i><span style="text-align: left;">. It picks pieces out of </span><i style="text-align: left;">you</i><span style="text-align: left;">. But we talked, when language didn't seem too limited, of what we had seen, felt and experienced.</span></div>
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I remember holding an olive between my forefinger and thumb, lost in thought and caressing its surface of shimmering green. I wasn't sure what I believed about the film any more. The one-dimensional scepticism displayed so often by the Stalker's companions - the Writer and the Scientist - had unsettled me, as (albeit in a radically different way) his wife's no holds barred, straight to the camera manifesto of love had done too.</div>
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"I used to think this film was about questing and searching," I told the eleven. "I took heart from that. It gave me confidence in my own quests for magic and significance. But now I'm not so sure. I mean, the quest's still there - don't get me wrong - but it doesn't seem so important now. Something else - I'm not sure what - is sitting in that seat now."</div>
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"The film's about walls," he said, "walls we build between ourselves and the world, and between ourselves and each other. We scale these walls with our visions, philosophies and rituals, but there's always another wall lying in wait.</div>
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love so raw and real and radical that it rocks the status quo, then that's when the walls'll come crashing down. There'll be flying bricks and tumbling masonry everywhere. A love like that makes miracles happen. But you've got to take a risk - do something you wouldn't usually do - step outside your comfort zone. You'll get all the magic and mystery you crave then, and more into the bargain. With a love like that you'll walk through walls."</div>
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I dipped my hand in the bowl and passed him an olive. He took it and ate. I got my own shirt sleeve soaked in the process, but it was worth it. It's not every day you hear a speech like that. It was the least I could do.</div>
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I walked down Whitworth Street West and stood outside <i>The Ritz</i>, with just the doormen, in their padded black coats for company. A breeze whipped my cheeks. I turned my collars up and gazed ahead, through the dark, silent arch of the railway bridge. I was thinking about the bits and bobs I'd seen earlier, floating under the water. It struck me that Manchester might not be as dissimilar to the Zone as I'd thought.</div>
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I spot, through the window, a man and a woman gesturing colourfully at each other, but whether in passioniate debate or a heated barney I can't make out. The man's got a brown, leather jacket and white snowy hair. His companion's wearing silver-rimmed glasses that complement her black, glossy hair, with a stunning set of diamante earrings setting the ensemble off like a flash of spring lightning. For a moment I feel like I'm on a film set. Then the couple vanish and the train speeds on. The rest of the carriages are empty. Only light remains. Lots of light. Then silence when the train's gone by. I drink both light and slience in as if it's the last night on earth, shovelling them down with huge lungfuls of air.</div>
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I knew I should have spoken to them, initiated an exchange, broken through the barriers and what have you. But I couldn't. The old spell was on me again, you see. I won't call it a comfort zone. I'll call it the signal to action, the call to adventure and the magic and glamour of the quest. Ah yes, the quest. Now, <i>that's</i> what it's all about.</div>
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Over the perpetual evolution of human consciousness, which is stamping itself upon the transformation of language, the spirit of poetry hovers, forever unable to alight. It is only when we are lifted above that transformation, so that we behold it as present movement, that our startled souls feel the little pat and the throbbing, feathery warmth, which tell us that she has perched. It is only when we have risen from beholding the creature into beholding creation that our mortality catches for a moment the music of the turning spheres.</div>
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Now that we have reached the end, for today, of our creative journey with the Inklings, can we begin, perhaps, to find a path to articulate what we have written so far? Is there a way in which the work that we have carried out in their company can be blended together to form what might, with time and luck, become a coherent, integrated whole?</div>
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It would be terrific, of course, if we could shout out an unreserved and uninhibited 'yes'. But what counts more is that our writing today gives us a springboard for further imaginative exploration and that it propels us along on our creative vocation, with the Inklings continuing to serve as exemplars and inspirations ... </div>
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"Julie shuddered and flung her head back to the sky, letting the rain and light flow through and over her. She shook her hair, breathed in the city for the last time and slung her bag over her shoulder. The voice of Edinburgh Waverley cut through the mist once more: "Polmont, Falkirk High, Glasgow Queen Street."</div>
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It was a part of London after a raid - he thought, of the city proper, for a shape on the right reminded him dimly of Saint Paul's. At the back were a few houses, but the rest of the painting was a wide stretch of desolation. The time was late dawn; the sky was clear; the light came, it seemed at first, from the yet unrisen sun behind the single group of houses. The light was the most outstanding thing in the painting; presently, as Richard looked, it seemed to stand out from the painting and almost to dominate the room itself ...</div>
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It was everywhere in the painting - concealed in houses and in their projected shadows, lying in ambush in the cathedral, opening in the rubble, vivid in the vividness of the sky. It would everywhere have burst through, had it not chosen rather to be shaped into forms, and to restrain and change its greatness in the colours of those lesser limits. It was universal, and lived.</div>
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<span style="color: black;">Upon arrival in the Otherworld, at the end of our long and arduous voyage to the West, it may actually turn out that we realise we haven't gone anywhere at all. We find ourselves back at home instead, where we've always been, but a home transfigured and transformed, a home seen with fresh, newly baptised (or re-baptised) eyes. What we thought was commonplace we now see for what it really is - miraculous. The beauty had been there all along, but our perception had become too dulled to recognise it ...</span></div>
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<span style="color: black;">In the above extract from Charles Williams' <em>All Hallows' Eve, </em>Richard sees London transformed - made magical and mysterious in Jonathan's painting. The picture is rooted firmly in the everyday, with houses and rubble, as well as a cathedral. Yet the scene is transfigured and made more than the sum of its parts by a rich, resonant inner light, charged with meaning, pattern and spiritual significance. In my own fictional meditation on this passage:</span></div>
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Julie felt enthralled by the quality of light in the picture, a light emanating not from the sun but from inside the painting itself. The artist had somehow woven it into the texture of the canvas, this wartime dawn pushing up from within, light pulsating through church and school, bank and shop, cathedral, sky and water."</div>
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<span style="color: black;">Do we think it possible then to imagine for ourselves a world where every brick, lamp-post and blade of grass might signify something, and where everything and everyone we see and meet possesses a deeper, wider resonance ("You have never met a mere mortal," as Lewis wrote), while at the same time continuing to be simply him, her or itself? </span></div>
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What they were seeing may be hard to believe when you read it in print, but it was almost as hard to believe when you saw it happening. The things in the picture were moving. It didn't look at all like a cinema either; the colours were too real and clean and out-of-doors for that. Down went the prow of the ship into the wave and up went a great shock of spray. And then up went the wave behind her, and her stern and her deck became visible for the first time, and then disappeared as the next wave came to meet her and the bows went up again. At the same moment an exercise book which had been lying beside Edmund on the bed flapped, rose and sailed through the air to the wall behind him, and Lucy felt all her hair whipping round her face as it does on a windy day. And this was a windy day; but the wind was blowing out of the picture towards them. And suddenly with the wind came the noises - the swishing of waves and the slap of water against the ship's sides and the creaking and the overall high steady roar of air and water. But it was the smell, the wild, briny smell, which really convinced Lucy that she was not dreaming.</div>
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How might we set about finding those magic, intuitive keys that straddle both inner and outer worlds? Is there anything or anyone close at hand that could possibly span both levels of experience and bridge the chasm that David Gascoyne, and so many other sensitive men and women, have found such a source of distress?</div>
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In the passage above, the children enter Narnia through the <em>modus operandi</em> of a painting on a wall. What paintings, frames or doorways might we bring to imaginative life to restore the connection between the separate parts of ourselves, as well with the Divine? It's far from easy, as we know, to harmonise the material and the spiritual worlds so that they work in concert rather than chafing against each other. But this is where the gift of imagination can and does help. </div>
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Maybe we could visualise something like the entrance to an underground train station - prosaic and mysterious at the same time. Or the strange, suggestive arches formed by poplar trees swaying together in the wind. It could be a wardrobe door, of course. Or a cubby-hole. Or an unexpectedly discovered flight of stairs, spiralling down before you, a glimmer of golden light peeping up around the corners from the bottom far away. Or it might be a person. Someone you know well. Or a total stranger. Or an in between person - a stranger who seems somehow familiar, someone who reminds us of something in ourselves and in the world that we think we have forgotten ...</div>
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Then came a change; sharp and subtle. A girl of around her own age appeared to her left, springing almost supernaturally from the far wall, looking left and right with darting glances like a mythical hind. Her hair was short and brown. Her red jacket and black skirt were striking in the slow-burn slumber of the street-lights. Julie smelt the Chanel No. 5 in the damp air. Something stirred and quickened in her throat as the strange apparition sprinted for the station in long, graceful strides.</div>
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It chanced on a time that Elwe, lord of the Teleri, came alone to the starlit wood of Nan Elmoth, and there suddenly he heard the song of nightingales. Then an enchantment fell on him, and he stood still; and afar off beyond the voices of the <em>Iomelindi </em>he heard the voice of Melian, and it filled all his heart with wonder and desire. He forgot then utterly all his people and all the purposes of his mind, and following the birds under the shadow of the trees he passed deep into Nan Elmoth and was lost. But he came at last to a glade open to the stars, and there Melian stood; and out of the darkness he looked at her, and the light of Aman was in her face.</div>
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She spoke no word; but being filled with love Elwe came to her and took her hand, and straightaway a spell was laid on him, so that they stood thus while long years were measured by the wheeling stars above them; and the trees of Nan Elmoth grew tall and dark before they spoke any word ...</div>
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The English poet, David Gascoyne (1917-2001), suffered greatly, like many artists and creative types, from a deep sense of alienation and separation. For him, there existed an unbridgeable gap between the often mundane nature of daily life, and the insights poetry had given him into a deeper, richer, yet seemingly unattainable way of living and being.</div>
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Like Peter, Susan, Edmund and Lucy in <em>Prince Caspian, </em>this dislocation was exacerbated by memories of Gascoyne's younger days, when a heightened, charged, more intense mode of awareness had frequently appeared on the brink of making itself manifest in his life:</div>
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"There seem to have been certain evenings in those days," he writes in his <em>Journal 1936-38</em>, referring to his teenage years, "when I was a prey to a particular kind of excitement that I would give much to recapture now. The shadows in doorways, the empty spaces of windows took on their greatest power of suggestiveness. An imperceptible smell of sulphur in the air. How finely attuned the nerves were to the least possibility of the miraculous. It seemed that at any moment one was going to be able to <em>walk right through </em>the screen of surface appearances, as through a mirror, into a strangely violent but exalted world of poetry and revolution."</div>
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This theme of heightened modes of awareness, or levels of perception, seems to have found particular resonance, throughout the centuries, in the Celtic imagination. Saints and mythological heroes, the stories tell us, set sail into the sunset, seeking out the Otherworld, a luminous zone of transfiguring clarity, known by a host of names: Tir-na-Nog, The Isles of the Blessed, The Lands of the Young, The Isle of Avalon, and many more. </div>
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On other occasions, in Celtic legend, the individual stumbles upon the Otherworld suddenly and unexpectedly, on the way home from a country fair, perhaps, or from visiting friends in a neighbouring town. Pwyll, King of Dyfed is drawn into it in <em>The Mabinogion </em>via his encounter with a mysterious pack of hounds - white with blood-red ears - while out hunting one day. In all these cases, as with Elwe in the passage from <em>The Silmarillion</em> above, the everyday world - what Gascoyne calls the 'screen of surface appearances - shatters like glass and is instantly forgotten, superceded by the wider, deeper reality of the world on the far side of the mirror.</div>
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<span style="color: black;">So, we can ask ourselves - and begin to write from, maybe - the extent to which we have discovered imaginary worlds or kingdoms on the flip side of our own quotidian lives. If we feel that we have already made the discovery, then when did this extra dimenson spring to life in our minds and hearts? Was it when we were children and experienced a natural and easy sense of enchantment with the world around us? Or was it later - when we joined the world of work, perhaps, and felt subconsciously compelled to construct an alternative pole of imaginative reality? Or when we baceme parents ourselves and found the miracle of life such a stimulus to our latent creative faculties that we were forced again - rom deep inside ourselves, - to forge a zone of mental 'free play' of our own?</span></div>
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If, on the other hand, we feel that we do not have access to anything resembling a private 'Narnia', then what do we think our ideal setting or <em>milieu </em>might look, feel, taste and smell like? How would we <em>imagine </em>it? </div>
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That had all happened a year ago, and now all four of them were sitting on a seat at a railway station with trunks and playboxes piled up around them. They were, in fact, on their way back to school. They had travelled together as far as this station, which was a junction; and here, in a few minutes, one train would arrive and take the girls away to one school, and in about half an hour another train would arrive and the boys would go off to another school. The first part of the journey, when they were all together, always seemed to be part of the holidays; but now when they would be saying good-bye and going different ways so soon, everyone felt that the holidays were really over and everyone felt their term-time feelings beginning again, and they were all rather gloomy and no one could think of anything to say. Lucy was going to boarding school for the first time."</div>
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This sacramental view is balanced throughout her <em>oeuvre </em>by a rich and fecund exploration of European mythology:</div>
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What distinguishes her canon, however - in both its religious and mythological aspects - is a subtly expressed sense of the numinous, allied to a recognition of the mysterious, uncertain, fundamentally inexplicable nature of human consciousness and our role in the universe:</div>
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Jennings' work pushes beyond dogma towards regions behind and beyond our <em>Maya </em>of verbal/written formulations and constructions. Jennings drinks straight from the source - the archetypal wellsprings, which pour forth the 'choice and master' themes, words and pictures of our imaginations.</div>
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In Alan Garner's novel, <em>Red Shift</em>, the action unfolds in the same location but at three different points of history: Roman Britain, the English Civil War and the early 1970s. Jennings' poetry gives a similar impression of belonging to both here and elsewhere - yesterday, now and always. It posesses a depth of texture and richness of tone that - like all true art - conveys the sense that our lives are more nuanced, multi-layered and freighted with possibility than the daily grind would sometimes have us believe.</div>
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But we have to pay a price. With depth comes darkness. Araidne's thread ushers us into the labyrinth. A mental breakdown in the early 1960s brought Jennings face to face with the 'heart of darkness' in herself and the world. And out of this 'dazzling dark', the voices of the great Spanish mystics - John of the Cross and Teresa of Avila - spoke to her with an authority and resonance authenticated by the pain and crushing loss of the dark night of the soul and spirit. The lives and writings of these two Iberian saints highlight the agony and also the vitality of this <em>Via Negativa </em>- this purging of the mesh of images and desires that lock us into our small selves and keep us alienated from the true gold lying on the far side of despair. </div>
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This is a tough road, mind. It requires exceptional levels of mental, emotional and imaginative discipline. As T.S. Eliot comments in <em>East Coker</em>:</div>
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This is difficult for a poet like Jennings. Paradoxical too. Because, to a tremendous extent, she relishes and revels in the whirl of images. She thrives off the forms, figures and energies triggered by the free play of human imagination. </div>
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This is no bad thing. In a world forever plagued by the dead hand of fundamentalist literalism, the balance she strikes, like C.S. Lewis, between the religious and the mythological is a sterling example indeed. But she doesn't leave it there. She goes further. Much further. She's not content to stay there. Not at all. She presses on - one, two, three steps beyond - beyond madness, beyond idols, past projections, severing the web of wish-fulfillment and self-promoting fantasy. </div>
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<em><span style="color: purple;">The Place of the Lion</span></em> </h2>
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This piece originally appeared as part of a 'guest blog' series on Sorina Higgins' Williams site: <a href="http://www.theoddestinkling.mymiddleearth.com/">www.theoddestinkling.mymiddleearth.com</a></div>
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I thoroughly recommend this site (as well as Sorina's own blog: <a href="http://www.islandsofjoy.blogspot.com/">www.islandsofjoy.blogspot.com</a>) for anyone with an interest in Williams, C.S.Lewis and J.R.R. Tolkien. Even if you're not an 'Inklings' fan, they're still very much worth a look. Like Alan Garner's <em>Elidor,</em> in many ways<em>,</em> they prowl the borderline between the everyday and the numinous. But, as <em>The Place of the Lion </em>series illustrates, this 'otherworld' is anything but a cosy, cuddly, sub-Freudian slice of wish-fulfillment. It's the real thing - so real, as Lewis remarks of Heaven in <em>The Great Divorce, </em>that you 'could cut your finger on a blade of grass'. </div>
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<span style="color: black;"><em>The Place of the Lion </em>contains little in the way of characterisation and psychological depth. It is not that kind of book. But this is by no means to suggest that Williams's fourth novel (published 1932) is in any way a shallow or a trivial read. Quite the reverse. It is a 'novel of ideas', certainly, but also a carefully crafted work of art about the power and reality of ideas themselves. It is <em>about </em>ideas in a way that most twentieth and twenty-first century literature, with its tendency to foreground human emotion and sensibility is not. It deals with ideas in the raw.</span></div>
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Viewed from another angle, however, one could equally construct a case that the human condition is central to the text's concerns. The story explores, in sixteen tightly-knit chapters, the turn events might take were angelic intelligences to break through from the archetypal realm and start disturbing the everyday commerce of the safe, predictable world human beings have fashioned to keep them at bay.</div>
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How men and women react to this rupture - how imaginatively (or not) we respond to the challenge - is always going to be germane. It will never be far from the heart of the matter:</div>
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The clash of levels, collision of worlds, and ensuing discordance, portrayed in <em>The Place of the Lion</em>, occurs more frequently (if less dramatically) in our daily lives than we might think. Illness, bereavement, redundancy, any kind of trauma or emergency or - conversely - experiences of joy, love, harmony and connection, can strip us of our egocentric defences and open us up to what reality might be like at deeper, more essential levels.</div>
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The moral of the novel, if there is one, might be for us to try and remember (though it's hard to think straight when worlds collide) never to batten down hatches, curl in on ourselves and drift aimlessly with the flow. Better by far to dig deep, kindle our specifically human qualities - integrity, faith, creativity - and map these onto the world, as best as we can and in concert with others, as Damaris, Anthony and Richardson are compelled to do in the book.</div>
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