‘…Our life is a faint tracing on the surface of mystery…’
Easter Eve always finds me in a meditative, introspective, usually melancholy mood. The powerful metaphor of crucifixion as Good Friday approaches seems even more grimly appropriate this year, as we contemplate the terrible suffering of the people of Ukraine with horror and disbelief – and reflect on that which has brought those of us fortunate enough not to be caught up in war and persecution, nevertheless to our own personal pain: for Life crucifies us all, one way or another. If we are fortunate, we eventually emerge, hopefully deepened and strengthened.
This year, I have returned for solace and perspective to a favourite book “Women in Search of the Sacred” by Anne Bancroft, from which that wonderful header quote by Annie Dillard is taken. Where lies the sacred, in which our deepest solace is to be found? What are the ways that lead us to its discovery? To some, organised religion is the path to a spiritual life, while to others the natural world reveals the transcendent within the everyday, the holiness of what is. This fascinating book surveys the careers of ten very different women and examines the ways in which they have developed their spiritual lives.Those skilfully and sensitively interviewed by Anne Bancroft include Iris Murdoch, Susan Howatch, Sheila Cassidy, Vivianne Crowley, and Annie Dillard, the Pulitzer Prize-winning writer and nature mystic. The book, though published in 1996, is still available…I truly recommend it as an inspiring read this Eastertide.
I can also still clearly recall the profound, uplifting impact many years ago of reading Annie Dillard’s account – in her Pulitzer Prize-winning book ‘Pilgrim at Tinker Creek’ – of what is, essentially, a mystical experience. She was only 27.
“…..Then one day I was walking along Tinker Creek thinking of nothing at all and I saw the tree with the lights in it. I saw the backyard cedar where the mourning doves roost charged and transfigured, each cell buzzing with flame. I stood on the grass with the lights in it, grass that was wholly fire, utterly focused and utterly dreamed. It was less like seeing than like being for the first time seen, knocked breathless by a powerful glance. The lights of the fire abated, but I’m still spending the power. Gradually the lights went out in the cedar, the colors died, the cells unflamed and disappeared. I was still ringing. I had my whole life been a bell, and never knew it until at that moment I was lifted and struck. I have since only rarely seen the tree with the lights in it. The vision comes and goes, mostly goes, but I live for it, for the moment when the mountains open and a new light roars in spate through the crack, and the mountains slam…..”
–Annie Dillard, ‘Pilgrim at Tinker Creek’ (1974).
‘….I’m still spending the power….’ I know what she means. I was fortunate enough to have a mystical experience myself once, at the age of 24 – out of the blue, on a clear, starry autumnal night with Venus rising over the Perthshire hills in the Scottish Highlands. It has sustained me through many difficult experiences, and in Annie Dillard’s unforgettable words,‘…. I’m still spending the power….’
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12 thoughts on “An Easter Meditation”
Beautiful and inspiring. Thank you Anne.
Warmly, Christine x
Thanks so much, Christine – Easter Blessings to you. Anne x
Bob Ruth Hoole:
Thanks Anne. I’ve had two significant experiences, one a total annihilation of self the other a personal calling to self. Which points to the Hasidic teaching that we should keep in one pocket the knowledge that we are nothing and in the other pocket that we are the apple of God’s eye. Difficult, yet grounding.
I really appreciate your having shared this, Ruth. Thank you￼🙏🏼
Thank you, Anne. We all need to feel that we are helped by the angels now. Praying that the sacrifices will not be in vain. Praying for the resurrections of peace and light in the world.
Indeed, we certainly do, Margo…￼🙏🏼
Looks like there will be another book to make room for whenever I’m back in the USA! Thanks, Anne, and may the weekend smile on you.
And the same to you, Lisa! I look forward to your reactions when you eventually get to acquire my book. Were you in the UK/Europe, I’d send you a signed copy…
I find solace in meditation and the altered states of consciousness.
Thank you, Morag!
Powerful quote in there, I like the phrase “utterly focused and utterly dreamed”. Thanks and Happy Easter, Anne! x
Thanks, Tim – that quote from Annie Dillard is the most wonderful account of a mystical experience that I have ever come across…￼Happy Easter! x