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Thirty Days of Druidry 8: Meaning

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“Your Guardian Angel is trying to tell you something,” reads a spam message that’s begun showing up in one of my accounts.

Not trying hard enough, are you? my inner imp mutters.

Everything I receive today is a message from Spirit, whispers my child-Druid, blissfully in love with existence.

Hold all things and wait for them to clarify, counsels the Stoic who from time to time inhabits my head and heart.

Anyone else have anything to add? OK, all aboard, I sigh. Let’s get this bus on the road.

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Mean. A funny word. As polysemy* goes, three core meanings is about par for the course. The meanings of some words like “jack” run into the double digits. And Chinese, with only a couple of hundred possible syllables to begin with, probably nears the practical limit of just how many meanings one word can bear.

So here we go with mean: “to signify or intend; cruel; average.” An unlikely triad, but such groupings can serve as one more potential tool for divination. You know: find the links and you’ve revealed another strand in the Web. Is ANYTHING really completely random? If it manifests at all, it’s automatically part of a community of other manifestations. Its voice mingles and blends with others; it both influences and is influenced by its surroundings. So here goes.

innovcartThe “average” or most common meaning of life in one Buddhist view is suffering. Indifferent natural processes give birth to, nourish, reproduce, wear down, destroy and recycle all physical things. Life is often cruel. But that’s one meaning among many.

Life, goes the cliche, is what you make it. No, not entirely. Existence, several traditions say, is a network. Life will indeed respond to our intention, but we cannot** fly at will, live forever, attract our dream lover, materialize vast wealth, or vanquish our enemies, in spite of all the small-print ads to the contrary in the back of those magazines. Whatever we mean to the cosmos, it means back to us. We’re not playing solitaire but catch — with a cast of billions. There: to signify, cruel, average. And a whole lot more.

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The quotation in my inbox this morning from the weekly OBOD “Inspiration for Life” email list reads: “Although the world is full of suffering, it is also full of the overcoming of it.” –Helen Keller

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Fluff-bunny Pagan driving you crazy? We’ve all performed that invaluable service for others at one time or another. A love affair with the universe is something to be cherished. That said, those of us less giddy or better acquainted in any way with the Morrigan or Arawn or Ereshkigal or Osiris or any of their peers can perform an equally invaluable service by modeling how to move gracefully through life. By the gift of the gods, we can encourage others (and ourselves) to let more life in and not be daunted by a full-spectrum existence that knows that alone, neither the light nor the dark tells the whole tale.

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The infinitely poignant beauty of creation is inseparable from its diabolic destructiveness. How to live in such a turbulent world with wisdom, tolerance, empathy, care and nonviolence is what saints and philosophers have struggled over the centuries to articulate. What is striking about the Buddhist approach is that rather than positing an immortal or transcendent self that is immune to the vicissitudes of the world, Buddha insisted that salvation lies in discarding such consoling fantasies and embracing the very stuff of life that will destroy you. (Stephen Batchelor. Living with the Devil, p. 10.)

I’ll examine some Druid approaches and some alternatives to “salvation” in the next post.

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*polysemy: having many meanings. The second root is related to semantic, semaphore, etc.

**cannot: the trick is to choose the plane most appropriate for doing what you want to achieve. What’s hard or next to impossible on one plane can be effortless on another. A little flexibility (and some lucid dreaming) go a long way to get most people flying: according to stats, some 90% of the population reports having at least one flying dream. Add falling dreams, which are often a kind of fearful version of the flying dream, and the percentage is nearly 100. And who hasn’t jerked awake when nearly asleep? Halfway out, we come back to the body sharply enough to shake it a little.

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Bachelor, Stephen. Living with the Devil: A Meditation on Good and Evil. New York: Riverhead Books, 2004.

Messing with Gods, Part I

A couple weeks ago I read a blog post I’ve been carrying around with me ever since — it pops up at odd moments, because it touches on a profound experience of the divine familiar to many Druids and other Pagans.  But it goes deeper than that, too, in its perception of the nature of divinity.  You can find it over at Banshee Arts, courtesy of blogger Morpheus Ravenna.  She reflects on her patron deity, the war goddess Morrigan, and receives wisdom from her that we need to hear and contemplate.

Here’s Morpheus’ post for March 22, 2013, “Voice of the Sacrificed,” which I cite verbatim in its entirety, so you can read it all here.  The italics are original with her post:

This week brought my 37th birthday, and with it the tenth anniversary of the US invasion of Iraq.

Yes, it was my good fortune ten years ago, to watch as my country preemptively invaded another and lit its skies on fire with “shock and awe”, on my birthday. I remember it vividly.  Though I knew the war wasn’t launched on my birthday for any reasons to do with me, somehow that coinciding still did make it more personal and even more unsettling to me than it already was. My oldest friend had recently joined the army and I knew she would soon be deployed there; I’d been worrying about that all winter as the war loomed inevitably closer. And then it launched on my birthday.

That war felt terribly intimate, as though it had attached itself to me; as though by inaugurating on my name-day it had taken my name and was ruthlessly marching its destructive way in my name. Well, it was. Not just me, of course. It was destruction in all our names, all American citizens.

And I suppose it also felt intimate because I was eyeballs deep in a personal moral struggle over my devotion to a war Goddess. As the country stomped its bombastic way toward war, I had been engaging in a series of deep meditations communicating with the Morrígan. I was confused, scared, disturbed. I had always felt some unease about my devotional relationship with a war Goddess – had wondered if on some level I was condoning the brutality of war by worshiping Her. Now those questions haunted me irrepressibly as the war began. I went to my altar and prayed, chanted, begged for answers. She spoke.

I recorded my memories of those conversations in my journal (to the extent that direct nonverbal communications with a divinity can be translated into words). Here are a few fragments:

Why have I been chosen to have this connection with you? You know I am ill at ease with your warlike aspect.

It is in your blood. You are descended from invaders, violent warring Celts. Warfare and violence are part of who you are. You cannot run from this. You must understand it, and it is through me that you can understand this part of your being.

I am troubled about this war, about the justice of it. How can we tell a just war from an unjust war?

There are no just wars. For each individual who experiences it, war is an injustice. It is an injustice to those who suffer and die when they should have lived; it is an injustice to those who find themselves doing violence to their human kin in the service of war. War is always an injustice. The Gods cannot tell you whether your war is right or wrong by the standards of your justice; you must count the cost and choose, though you are blind. And sometimes it will come on you without your choosing, and that too is an injustice. Your task, when you do choose to make war, is to pursue it swiftly and strike with certainty. You must recognize that every life destroyed is in your hands and it is up to you to make that sacrifice worth something.

The reason your ancestors revered their enemies so much is this: when you slay your opponent in battle, the spilling of their blood is a sacrifice to your sword. It is required that you honor their sacrifice by dedicating it to a worthy purpose.

The law of human life is that you are only capable of solving your problems within the set of ways your culture contains. I arose in the form you know me among the old Celts. Their culture was shaped and defined by tribal warfare. You, and your culture, are the inheritors of this in many ways. When you alter your culture to contain a different set of possible actions, then you may be able to solve your problems without bloodshed. Until then, I will always be present. My role in war is to make it swift and terrible, and effective; to carry for you the knowledge that you could learn from your actions if you choose to listen; and to mourn the cost.

Unlike most gods of monotheism, the Pagan gods specialize (though often enough Jehovah gets his war on, so we can be excused for thinking he’s principally a war god, too).  But what wisdom Morpheus (and the Morrigan) offers here:  “The law of human life is that you are only capable of solving your problems within the set of ways your culture contains.”

Or to paraphrase so apparently unrelated a thinker as Muslim reformer Irshad Manji, “There is nothing wrong with a culture that cannot be corrected from what has been historically right with the culture.”*  Or to go to the Qur’anic source that inspires Manji:  “Allah will not change the condition of a people until they change what is in themselves” (Qur’an 13:11). But I would add that the change may alter the culture sufficiently so that many feel uprooted, or even perceive that their culture has “died.”  All things are subject to change, and human creations like cultures don’t stand exempt.  Certainly we walk today in the midst of deep change in many of the world’s cultures.  This is a time rife with change, and also ripe for change and possibility.

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*Check out a half-hour interview with Manji by Canadian talk show host and Conservative pundit Allan Gregg on Youtube — the line cited above is paraphrased from Manji’s comment around 13:00 in the video.

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