When I was growing up, we had one television in the living room and
being the youngest in the family meant that I never got access to the remote
control; thus, I had two choices watch what my siblings chose or find another
method of entertainment. While many
times I suffered through Steven Segal action movies as I gained access to books
through my school library I began to devour novels. While Segal fought multiple enemies in my
living room, I escaped to wondrous places never leaving my kitchen floor. Early
on words fascinated me. The way artists
combined them created goose bumps in my flesh and a profound joy in my
heart. For the longest time during my
teenage years I couldn’t understand my affiliation to language. How did it convey such depth, such closeness,
such beauty? Why did it make me feel so
supreme? Why did my body react to it
with such tenderness, such exaltation with such an explosion of happiness?
Once Upon A Time Show
Obviously my favorite subject was English and
some of the best experiences of my early life happened while digging into Homer,
Shakespeare, Frost, Steinbeck, Huxley, Salinger… Looking back I didn’t understand the outbursts
of deep pleasure words invoked, I didn’t understand the way my soul reached out
to the heavens every time I greeted a new poem or the way prose inspired my heart
to quicken it’s beating song…
Last week I went to Theology on Tap at Claim Jumper and
Father Troy spoke on the church and art.
He described beauty as a path that always leads to God. True beauty has one purpose and that is to
elevate our soul to dance with God - to share intimately with the Spirit of
God. Looking at a painting, a sculpture,
listening to a song or as for me coming across words can transport our being to
such immediate connections with God. Pope
Benedict “invites us to be open to beauty and to allow it
to move us to prayer and praise of the Lord… Art is capable of making visible
our need to go beyond what we see and it reveals our thirst for infinite
beauty, for God.” Visiting churches,
galleries, museums can all be forms of prayer!
San Juan Cathedral in Puerto Rico
During the talk I realized that while I love art I never saw
it as a path to God, those deep feelings that I experience in poetry or a novel
were just that - deep feelings. But, now
knowing that the purpose of beauty is to always lead us to the infinite, I am more
vigilant as to what I read & listen.
In the past, all art and artistic expression was born of faith and expressed
faith, but in this fallen world we have exploited the intention and the message. Today, we have Miley Cyrus singing in a
marijuana covered leotard, Beyonce & Rhianna dancing on strip poles, Lady
Gaga living for the applause in
objectifying wardrobe - sure they have the freedom of expression excuse, but
their beauty is finite in a few months or a few years they are no longer in style. On the contrary Pope
Benedict describes his experience after a performance of the classical works of
J.S.Bach, “After the last piece of music, one of the
Cantate, I felt, not by reasoning, but in my heart, that what I heard had
conveyed to me truth, something of the truth of the great composer’s faith and
this pressed me to praise and thank the Lord.” True beauty true art always leads to God and never goes out of style(smile)…
Acrobats & dancing
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