Feminism in our New Evolutive Step

From the Sunday Express Magazine of May 27, 2018, here in India, a comic strip that says it all about how most men are now completely confused:

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Yes, dear visitors here who happen to be men in this lifetime, but who are somehow progressists, and so are honestly trying, like the man above, in spite of your naturally male mentality, to nevertheless understand what women mean by “FEMINISM”,  I do agree with his – and your – bewilderment!…

It is true that it can all be quite confusing, if the word “FEMINISM” is taken only as it usually is: a social equality to be reached between the two genders, at last giving women access to the same advantages as men, like for example… well, all the things enumerated by the brave man trying to understand his wife in the comic strip above; all the things that this Meghan Markle, now of Royal Wedding fame, had on her own already conquered for herself in her social life, and that she indeed had to give up in order to marry Prince Harry, a member of the British Royal Family.

THAT, the loss of such social advantages, must be what his wife is tearing up about, the man reasons in earnest, and then expresses to her with real compassion…

But to the utter surprise and dismay of this poor husband of good will, his guess is totally wrong, and his well intended words only make his wife furious: with his stupid comments bringing up such unimportant, materialistic details, he is destroying… what exactly?… Well, the only thing that really matters, deep down in any woman: that wonderful feeling that Love, yes, LOVE, can accomplish anything, even the normally most socially impossible marriage!…

Just like in Fairy-Tales: the one truly magic ingredient in Fairy-Tales is actually LOVE. It is that miraculous feeling of all-conquering LOVE, blissfully shared (thanks to the TV) with the happy newly-weds in London, that his wife was really all tearing up about, a soft little cushion pressed against her heart!

Now all this apparently just mushy stuff would be all right in women magazines, but what place does it have here, in this Research Blog about Conscious Evolution ???

Some of you may wonder if my being myself a woman in this lifetime is perhaps obscuring my judgement, making me indulge in my feminity and include into this Blog mushy topics like this one, that have nothing to do with the real, utterly serious subject that Conscious Evolution is.

Please be reassured that it is not at all the case. It is on the contrary very consciously and deliberately that I am including all this here, as my entire research work of forty-five long years in Sri Aurobindo and Mother’s writings have shown me without the slightest doubt how supremely important True LOVE is, for All That Is:

LOVE is quite simply the eternal and constantly most important single divine Power for achieving, little by little but irresistibly, this huge, immense Process of Reunion that Evolution actually is, between all the numberless fragments of the Divine, within the One Divine Being Who Is – that One whose eternal divine nature is so wonderfully described in India as ‘Satchitananda’: ‘ExistenceConsciousnessBliss’.

In Satchitananda all potentialities are there, manifesting themselves first as all the Pairs, the Dualities, those apparent Opposites that are in fact Complementaries and must re-join each other in the True Reality to be achieved also here. Those Dualities are all aspects of the main Duality, the one called Yin-Yang in Chinese Wisdom, that can be said to be the Masculine and the Feminine, but never fully exclusive of each other, as is shown in th Yin-Yang Symbol.

It so happens that this Power of Love, in its inherent Sweetness, is more part of the  Feminine Aspect of the Divine, while Love’s also inherent Strength is more part of the Masculine Aspect of the Divine. Separated, neither of them is True Love. Only put together again in the right balance do they express again authentic LOVE.

There has been until now a heavy unbalance towards the expression of the Masculine, leading to most of the violence of all kinds we are witnessing in our human world, including the violence and cruelty towards the other beings upon this planet, and against the planet itself.

With the activation here at last of the Supramental Consciousness-Force, brought down by Sri Aurobindo,, those two Polarities are presently re-balancing themselves, allowing the Feminine, with the Sweetness of its Love, to heal the wounds caused for so long by the Strength that became Violence, precisely because of its lacking the Sweetness needed to temper it. Not that the Masculine must be eliminated or reduced to too little: that would only be the Pendulum swinging to the other extreme, with no better results.

Now men just as women must become balanced within their own being, both genders allowing themselves to express the qualities of both the Masculine and the Feminine aspects of their secret divine nature, which in this way will manifest fully, for the benefit not only of themselves but also of this whole world.

This is why LOVE is so important a topic nowadays, for all of us – and why FEMINISM, understood in that vaster, evolutive way, must become something that not only women, but men too, insist on determinedly for the happy Future of the Earth:

It is in all of us, whatever the external gender, that the Reunion of the Two Aspects must happen, so that the FEMINISM can stop having to be a battle of the women against the men – a self-defeating situation in itself, obviously, for it forces the women to diminish the natural feminity in themselves and use too much of their own masculine strength, in order simply to overcome the resistance of the men, when the latter remain obstinately and blindly bent on preserving the claimed superiority of their supposedly exclusive masculinity.

Well, I hope this distinctly FEMINIST write-up, explained in this clearly evolutive way, will help all men of good will – including the one in the comic strip above!… – to stop being confused, and to resolutely and gladly join their wife and other women in the Re-Balancing Feminism now needed from all of us… and that will result in more True LOVE between all of us!

With my smiling thanks to Arun Ramkumar for his so funny but so true visual rendition of both points of view, the Masculine and the Feminine, when the Masculine doesn’t yet understand what true FEMINISM is all about, nor why he too could join in…

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A Sunlit Path for the Cells

Yes, in this year 2018, I am celebrating with my body Forty Years of Yoga by its Cells – my dear cells! They and I, we are today all very happy to be celebrating that together… but it hasn’t been always that way!

In 1976, at the time of my first contact with them (totally unexpected) and for about two years afterwards, they had the consciousness of ordinary cells, as far as I could judge. Never did I even imagine that this could start changing, so soon after the Mother had  gone through her own process of cellular transformation, of which in that time only brief extracts selected by Her and called by Her ‘Notes on the Way’ in the Ashram Bulletin published every three months were giving us some enigmatic idea, what She experienced being recorded little by little in  her ‘Agenda of the Supramental Action upon earth’ still unknown to all. For us, the ordinary humans, it was obvious that a few more centuries would be needed before any cellular evolution would begin to happen in our bodies!

So when, hardly in 1978, I caught for the first time some groups of my cells turning to the Divine with all the fervor of their little consciousnesses, after stupefaction my first reaction has been an immediate and categorical, horrified ‘AH NO !!!’

For I just panicked. I had read Satprem’s ‘Mind of the Cells’, published in the meantime, the passages he quoted, particularly from that dreadful period of time he called ‘The Agenda Terrible’, had made me sob with sorrow for Mother, and realize to which degree She had truly, totally been our Divine Mother, finally sacrificing her own body to make as easy as possible the evolution of our bodies after Her. But all that didn’t mean I could accept to follow Her on such a painful path: this was impossible for me, I knew this was not for me.

Shouting out again to the Divine as I had in 1971, I vehemently made known to Him that I absolutely refused such a gift if it was to make my poor body suffer the way it had made Mother’s body suffer, although that one had such an exceptional endurance:

‘NO THANKS…!’ I spontaneously cried out. ‘Stop this at once in me!…’

The patient and smiling answer from the Divine was this:

‘You don’t need to worry… It was like this that it had to happen for Mother, precisely because She was the Divine Mother, because it had to go fast, her body had already a great number of years when it started, and the Work for which it had been created was the most difficult of all: to be the first one, and to eliminate as many as possible of the main obstacles so as to open the way for those who would follow. But now that it is done, what the Evolutive Force is looking for is bodies on the contrary as diverse as possible, receptive to the New Energy, so as to see how to adapt the basic process to the specific way of being of each one. For each body, its own tendencies and capacities will be taken into account’.

Reassured, and so, calming down, I finally gave my agreement for the process to,go on, which it did non stop after that, developing more and more without ever becoming painful – on the contrary.

But when the cellular experiences lived from his side during the same period by Satprem started to be published, what I read of it showed me at once that for him it was the terrible way, and my own cells got so alarmed by this, that since then I have stopped reading anything whatsoever about how things were going for Satprem, to avoid that the consciousness of my own cells be affected negatively by it.

Well, for them all kept progressing in a completely different way, actually rather on the happy side. After some time I understood that this way of doing it on their part was inevitable, as I was not ‘Satprem’, but another being, whose soul-name had revealed itself in 1979 to be ‘Bhaga’, the name the Vedic Rishis were giving to the Power of Delight inherent to the Divine: hence the name, ‘Bhagavan,’ given later to the Supreme, and ‘Bhagavad Gita’, the name given to the major spiritual explanations addressed by Krishna, a divine Incarnation, to Arjuna, his human friend.

It was quite normal that my cells too would identify themselves with this name and its precise vibratory content (Divine Ananda as a solar, and not just lunar Power), and that this aspect of the Divine would become more and more their spontaneous way of perceiving the Divine and of wanting to embody it as cells of my body.

But the cellular transformation lived by Satprem, after the ‘Agenda’ fo Mother herself, are for the time being the only books that are known and read, a fact that can give the impression that for this cellular transformation the painful way is unavoidable, the only one that can possibly give results. Again a few days ago, I watched the beautiful film, ‘Seulement le Fait Divin – Ma rencontre avec Satprem’ (Only the Divine Fact – My encounter with Satprem) made about Pascal Vidal and the testimony he is giving on his  inner and then also outer relationship with Satprem. It is magnificent, but the idea it gives of all cellular experience is that it must necessarily be extreme, all the time at the edge of the unbearable or even the deadly.

So much so, that the kind of cellular experiences lived by myself that one can find described on this blog (see Category ‘CELLULAR CONSCIOUSNESS’) may appear in comparison not very impressive, for not dramatic nor painful, and so, not heroic at all. And yet those experiences are the result of constant evolutive choices, actually quite heroic at their level, on the part of my cells, facing challenges constantly new in their life, and which require quite a lot of courage on their part for deciding to resolve them with  the trustful, happy, even joyful attitude that wasn’t natural at all to them at first, but which they have learnt to keep again and again at every moment of their life – at least to the extent that for them the conditions have never had to become as extreme as they had to become in the case of the first two Great Pioneers, and of the third one.

This deliberate attitude which I just described about my cells is the same one that I described directly as given by Mother herself, in those few lines which in a previous post here I have called ‘Mother’s Five Points Program’ ( https://labofevolution.wordpress.com/2016/06/01/mothers-five-points-program-thought-control-in-our-life-2/ ).

Such an inner attitude, when one succeeds in keeping it more and ore constantly, makes one walk (inwardly of course) on what Sri Aurobindo and Mother call ‘The Sunlit Path’, protected from the dangers of the darker and steeper ways, where others may of course venture , but at their own risks, if it is their spiritual ego that pushes them there, or a type of personality that makes it difficult for them to adopt this somewhat childlike attitude given by the Psychic Being.

Well, retrospectively, it seems to me that all along those forty years, and more and more as they went on, it is that Gift which my cells have wanted to give not only to themselves, but also to offer to all the human beings who are ordinary too, not capable of all courage like Sri Aurobindo and Mother, and also Satprem – but who still wish to help their cells develop their consciousness, at the pace and with the results that they will reveal themselves capable of if it is in this softer way that the process happens for them.

Now that the time of the extremely difficult beginnings is hopefully over, and so a very accelerated but also very painful process is no longer indispensable, now, who knows, perhaps this Sunlit Path for the Cells will become useful to many others? This is the reason why I make it known here, so that people are aware that this other option does exist too, with results potentially important as well, for all our bodies…

The Divine is inviting us to a whole diversity of approaches, for Diversity s necessary, so let’s make the best out of it!

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Picture from wired.com, with my thanks

Une Voie Ensoleillée pour les Cellules

Oui, en cette année 2018, je célèbre avec mon corps les Quarante Ans de Yoga de ses cellules – mes chères cellules! Elles et moi, nous sommes aujord’hui toutes très heureuses de fêter cela ensemble… mais il n’en a pas toujours été ainsi!

En 1976, lors de mon premier contact conscient avec elles (complètement inattendu), et pour les environ deux années qui ont suivi, elles avaient une conscience de cellules ordinaires, autant que j’en puisse juger. Jamais je n’ai même supposé que cela puisse commencer à changer, si tôt après que Mère ait vécu son propre processus de transformation cellulaire, dont à l’époque seuls de courts extraits sélectionnés par Elle et appelés “Notes sur le Chemin” dans le Bulletin Trimestriel de l’Ashram nous donnaient quelque énigmatique idée, ce qu’Elle vivait étant consigné peu à peu dans son “Agenda de l’Action Supramentale sur la terre” enore inconnu de tous. Pour nous, les humains ordinaires, il était évident qu’il faudrait encore quelques siècles avant qu’aucune évolution cellulaire puisse ccommencer à se produire dans nos corps!…

Alors, lorsqu’à peine en 1978, j’ai surpris pour la première fois certains groupes de mes cellules en train de se tourner vers le Divin avec toute la ferveur de leurs petites consciences, après la stupéfaction ma première réaction a été un immédiat et catégorique “AH NON !!!” horrifié.

Car j’ai carrément paniqué. J’avais lu “Le Mental des Cellules” de Satprem, publié entre-temps,, les passages qu’il citait en particulier de cette période épouvantable qu’il appelait “l’Agenda terrible” m’avaient fait sangloter de chagrin pour Mère, et fait comprendre à quel point Elle avait été pour nous vraiment, totalement notre Mère Divine, sacrifiant finalement son propre corps pour faciliter le plus possible l’évolution des nôtres après Elle. Mais de là à accepter de la suivre sur un si dououreux chemin, cela m’était tout à fait impossible: je savais que ce n’était pas pour moi.

Interpellant à nouveau le Divin comme en 1971, je lui ai signifié avec véhémence que je refusais absolument un tel cadeau s’il devait faire souffrir mon pauvre corps comme il avait fait souffrir celui, pourtant si exceptionnellement endurant, de Mère:

“NON, MERCI…!” fut mon cri spontané. “Arrête-moi ça tout de suite!…”

La réponse patiente et souriante du Divin fut celle-ci:

“Ne t’inquiète pas… C’est comme cela que ça a dû se passer pour Mère, parce que justement Elle était la Mère Divine, parce qu’il fallait aller vite, son corps était déjà très âgé quand il a commencé, et le Travail pour lequel il avait été créé était le plus difficile de tous: être le premier, et éliminer le plus possible des obstacles les plus importants,  afin d’ouvrir la route à ceux qui suivraient. Mais maintenant que c’est fait, ce que la Force Évolutive recherche, ce sont les corps au contraire les plus variés possibles qui soient réceptifs à l’Énergie Nouvelle, de façon à voir comment adapter le processus de base à la manière d’être spécifique de chacun. Pour chacun il sera tenu compte de ses tendances et capacités propres.”

Rassurée, et donc rassérénée, j’ai enfin donné mon accord pour que ce processus se poursuive, ce qu’il a fait sans cesse par la suite, se développant de plus en plus sans pour autant jamais devenir douloureux – au contraire.

Mais quand les récits des expériences cellulaires vécues dans le même temps de son côté par Satprem ont commencé à être publiés, ce que j’en ai lu m’a montré que pour lui c’était terrible, et mes propres cellules du coup s’en sont tellement alarmées que depuis j’ai cessé de lire quoi que ce soit de comment cela se passait pour Satprem, afin que la conscience de mes propre cellules n’en soit pas influencée négativement.

Car pour elles tout continuait à progresser de manière toute différente, et en fait plutôt bienheureuse. Au bout de quelque temps j’ai compris que cette manière de s’y prendre de leur part était inévitable étant donné que je n’étais pas “Satprem”, mais un autre être, dont le nom d’âme s’était révélé en 1979 être “Bhaga”, le nom que les Rishis Védiques donnaient au Pouvoir de Délice d’Être du Divin: d’où plus tard le nom, “Bhagavan”,  “Le Bienheureux”, donné au Suprême, et donc aussi “La Bhagavad Guita”, “Le Chant du Bienheureux”, nom donné aux explications spirituelles majeures adressées par l’ incarnation divine Krishna à son ami humain Arjuna.

Il était bien normal que mes cellules elles aussi s’identifient comme moi à ce nom et à son contenu vibratoire précis, (une forme spéciale d’Ananda en tant que Pouvoir solaire et non plus seulement lunaire), et que ce soit cet aspect-là du Divin qui devienne de plus en plus leur façon spontanée de percevoir le Divin et de vouloir l’incarner en tant que cellules de mon corps.

Mais les récits de Satprem, après l’Agenda de Mère elle-même, sont pour le moment les seuls qui soient lus et connus, ce qui peut donner l’impression qu’en ce qui concerne la Transformation Cellulaire, la voie douloureuse est inéluctable, la seule possible, la seule qui puisse avoir des résultats. Encore hier, j’ai regardé le beau film, “Seulement le fait Divin- Ma rencontre avec Satprem” réalisé sur Pascal Vidal et le témoignage qu’il donne de la relation intérieure puis aussi extérieure qu’il a eue avec Satprem. C’est magnifique, mais cela donne une idée de toute expérience évolutive cellulaire comme devant forcément être aussi extrême, tout le temps à la limite du supportable ou même du mortel.

Si bien que le genre d’expériences cellulaires vécues par moi-même que l’on peut trouver relatées sur ce blog (voir Catégorie “CELLULAR CONSCIOUSNESS” , et “EN FRANÇAIS ” si vous ne parlez que français) peuvent paraître en comparaison peu impressionnantes, car pas dramatiques ni douloureuses, et donc apparemment pas héroïques du tout.  Et pourtant ces expériences sont le résultat des choix évolutifs constants, en fait bel et bien héroïques, toutes proportions gardées, de mes cellules, face à des défis constamment nouveaux dans leur vie, qu’il leur faut beaucoup de courage cellulaire pour chaque fois décider de les résoudre de la manière confiante et heureuse, joyeuse même, au départ pas naturelle pour elles du tout, mais qui est l’attitude qu’elles ont appris à garder encore et encore à chaque instant de leur vie – au moins dans la mesure où les conditions n’ont jamais dû devenir aussi extrêmes qu’elles ont dû le devenir dans le cas des deux Grands Pionniers, et du troisième.

Cette attitude délibérée que je viens de décrire à propos de mes cellules est la même que j’ai décrite telle que donnée par Mère elle-même en ces quelques lignes que j’ai appelées, dans un article plus ancien de ce blog, “Le programme en 5 points de Mère” (seulement en anglais, voir https://labofevolution.wordpress.com/2016/06/01/mothers-five-points-program-thought-control-in-our-life-2/ ).

Une telle attitude intérieure, quand on réussit à la garder de plus en plus constamment, fait que l’on marche (intérieurement, s’entend) sur ce que Sri Aurobindo et Mère appellent “La Voie Ensoleillée”, protégée des dangers des voies plus sombres et plus escarpées, où d’autres pourront bien sûr aller, mais à leurs risques et périls si c’est leur ego spirituel qui les y pousse, ou un type de personnalté qui leur rend difficile cette attitude somme toute enfantine que donne l’Être Psychique.

Alors rétrospectivement, il me semble que tout au long de ces quarante années, et de plus en plus, c’est cela le Cadeau que mes cellules ont voulu non seulement s’offrir à elles-mêmes, mais aussi offrir à tous les êtres ordinaires comme moi qui ne sont pas capables de tous les courages comme Sri Aurobindo et Mère, ou aussi Satprem – mais qui veulent tout de même aider au développement évolutif de conscience de leurs cellules, au rythme et avec les résultats dont ils se révèleront bel et bien capables si c’est de cette manière-là, plus douce, que le processus se passe pour eux.

Maintenant que la période des débuts extrêmement difficiles est, espérons-le, passée, et qu’ainsi un processus très accéléré mais aussi très douloureux n’est plus indispensable, maintenant donc, qui sait, peut-être cette Voie Ensoleillée des Cellules deviendra-telle utille aussi à bien d’autres? C’est pourquoi je la fais connaitre ici, pour que l’on sache que cette option-là aussi existe, avec elle aussi des résultats importants potentiellement pour tous nos corps… Le Divin nous invite à la Diversité d’approches, elle est nécessaire, alors profitons-en!

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Picture from wired.com, with my thanks

 

A New Turn for Tolkien’s Legacy

I highly recommend reading the very good, informative and interesting article, ‘Tolkien’s Legacy about to Get Bigger’, at the link which follows:
It highlights the importance of the recent withdrawal by Christopher Tolkien from the responsibilities he had until then regarding his father’s literary legacy.
Whether his voluntary absence from the decisive role he had before may have negative, or, hopefully positive consequences on the future adaptations that, like with Amazon already, will be now allowed to take place, remains to be seen… The analysis by the author of the reasons  to  be hopeful is the best, and the best worded, that I know of.
NOW A PERSONAL NOTE FROM MYSELF, BHAGA, AUTHOR OF THIS BLOG.

As a deeply appreciative fan of Tolkien’s Middle-earth world since 1975, and an equally deep fan of Peter Jackson’s adaptations of them to the big screen through the two Trilogies rightly mentioned in the article above as “wildly successful”, I have been sorry, but mostly amazed, that Christopher Tolkien, the son whom he had entrusted with the legacy of his writings, could have such a harsh judgement on those films – and especially on the ‘Lord of the Rings’ Trilogy to start with. But then, I realized that Christopher probably never saw the Extended Editions of any of those films… and although already in the Theater Editions I found a whole lot to love, it is the Extended Editions that really represent for me what Peter Jackson truly had in his mind and heart when creating those magnificent films.

Given the incredibly huge risk that had been taken by the financing company, entrusting the still rather unknown director that Jackson then was, with the enormous amounts of money necessary for creating the three films at once, it is not surprising that the Theater Versions of them are all treated like ‘action’ films to some extent, in order to insure the massive success they each had, both with the audience at large and the critics.

But to keep the films within the length and duration of 3 hours maximum that could still be endured and accepted by the ordinary public actually sitting in theaters, Peter Jackson had to cut out all the deeper scenes.. but at least he was then free to reinsert them when the time came for putting out the Extended Edition, ‘the Director’s Cut’, for each of them in turn…

This is why these Extended Editions are the ones I always recommend most warmly to the people who don’t know yet those films: for me the Extended Editions are the ones in which can be found more excellent renditions of some of the deepest and most beautiful scenes straight from the books, or closely inspired by them so as to deliver the same meaning and deep inner impact as the original scenes did in the books.

So the first thing I would have advised Christopher if I were his friend, would have been “Do watch rather the Extended Editions, dear Christopher…”

The second thing I would also have told him as a friend would have been how terribly disappointing for me it had been to discover, buried in ‘Morgoth’s Ring’, one volume of his own archival research of his father’s writings (the six volumes he published as the separate collection he called ‘HOME’), an extremely important, late-written text that his father had especially asked him to add to ‘The Silmarillion’ as its very first Appendix.

The text’s title was ‘Athrabeth Finrod a Andreth’: a beautiful additional story between Elves and mortal Men during the First Age, told as a Dialogue between Finrod, a most well-known Elf-Prince, elder brother to Galadriel, and the young and beautiful Wise Woman, Andreth, that his younger brother Aegnor secretly loves.

The contents, intensity and sheer beauty of this Dialogue, the ‘Athrabeth’, and the extremely illuminating and hopeful conclusions reached and expressed by Finrod towards the end of his passionate discussion with Andreth, if presented in ‘The Silmarillion’ as its First Appendix as wished by Tolkien himself, would have indeed effectively altered for the better the whole perspective the readers would have had of the entire sequence of stories from the First Age that compose ‘The Silmarillion’. And further down in Time, this text would have revealed the whole meaning and true usefulness in the Divine Plan, of all those apparently doomed marriages between Elves and Men that kept happening again between Elves and Men in he second and Third Age.

Well, I am immensely grateful to Christopher Tolkien that he did manage, as promised to his father before his death, to do what his father had not been able to do in his old age: to finally publish a rich and impressive ‘Silmarillion’, composed of texts by his father but selected and finalised by himself. But on the other hand I am as immensely regretful that he chose not to include that wonderful ‘Athrabeth’ that was so important to add as the First Appendix!…

In recent years, when Christopher Tolkien was asked by some publishers to select one story out of the ‘Silmarillion’ for separate publication, I had great hopes that this time he would seize this new chance and select the ‘Athrabeth’, fulfilling then at last his father’s wish. But instead he chose ‘The Children of Hurin’, a beautiful indeed but extremely sad story in which Fate keeps hitting at those Children of Hurin as mercilessly as it would at the heroes of some ancient Greek Tragedy of old.

So, alas, again the ‘Athrabeth’ remained helplessly and uselessly buried in the little known volumes of HOME… where it still lies to the date of this writing of mine.

As a specialist also myself of those ancient mythologies Tolkien and that third son of his knew so well, I have been very happy to see that the father, JRRT, somehow distanced himself gradually from the terribly tragic overall mood and outlook on life that most of those ancient epic stories, such as the ‘Kalevala’, were steeply reflecting, inflicting them as well, I felt, on their readers.

Well, luckily, besides his acute sense of the tragic, JRRT happened to have also a solid sense of humour, and an even more solid faith in God as well as in the Virgin Mary (he, like his late mother, was a staunch Catholic), that totally prevented him from ever falling entirely into any abyss of despair.

Moreover, one of his greatest heroes in his own Mythology, Aragorn son of Arathorn, embodied in the Third Age and the War of the Ring the sense of Hope still burning in the hearts of Mortal Men, just as he was their living Hope too: the actual Heir of Isildur, last living direct descendant of the ancient lineage of High Kings of Numenor when still allied to the Elves in the Blessed Days of their shared reverence for Eru, the Supreme God and Source of All.

To Galadriel, the Lady of Light, the most powerful High Elf still present in Middle-earth and protecting it with her inner power, this is still the beautiful future she sees in Aragorn, to be one day crowned the High King, if he proves himself worthy of that destiny, and of the name she whispers softly to him, her previous sternness melting into the tenderness of a mother, the name that would then be given to him: “Elessar …”

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It is precisely this whole atmosphere of Hope, of Faith in the Divine Grace and Help, that for me makes the whole difference between Tolkien’s Mythology and all the older ones. It is exactly the reason why I have included it in my own life of conscious spiritual evolution the moment I discovered it in 1975. It was so wonderfully echoing the Faith and Hope that are now born of the new Evolutive Step that is, thanks to the decisive inner Action accomplished by Sri Aurobindo and the Mother, starting to take place upon this earth he called ‘Middle-earth’…

But at this point, although the second Professor, the son, Christopher, is no doubt immensely learned too, I am not sure whether he really perceived in his father’s writings that deep difference with other epics, so clearly. And if he perceived it indeed, whether he cherished it as much as I personally do. If he did, how could he ever make those choices he made, that I just described above, and that are still so wrong in my eyes?

I find them wrong, not because I am not aware of “the beauty and seriousness of the work”, but on the contrary because I happen to be so acutely aware and appreciative of the even deeper, the actually divine “beauty and seriousness” (but that shouldn’t mean intrinsic sadness) “of the work”…

 

 

 

 

 

 

Chanson magnifique: Le SOS d’un Terrien en détresse (and translation in English)

Une magnifique chanson, magnifiquement chantée, trouvée sur Pacebook et mise sur ma propre Page FB, mais dont les paroles françaises avaient besoin d’une traduction anglaise pour être appréciées pleinement par tous, autant que l’extraordinaire et très émouvante interprétation qu’en donne ce tout jeune artiste à l’incroyable voix.

Voici donc les paroles françaises, avec ma traduction anglaise pour chaque ligne:

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Pourquoi je vis? Pourquoi je meurs? /  Why do I live? Why do I die?

Pourquoi je ris? Pourquoi je pleure?  / Why do I laugh? Why do I cry?

Voici le SOS  /  Here is the SOS

D’un Terrien en détresse:  /  From an Earthling in distress:

J’ai jamais eu les pieds sur terre  /  I never had my feet on the ground

J’aimerais mieux être un oiseau  /  I would rather be a bird

Je suis mal dans ma peau  /  Don’t feel good in my skin

Je voudrais voir le monde à l’envers  /  I’d like to see the world upside down

Si jamais c’était plus beau  /  If ever it looked more beautiful

Plus beau vu d’en haut   /  More beautiful, seen from up there

D’en haut!…  /  From up there!…

J’ai toujours confondu la vie  /  I always confused life

Avec les bandes dessinées  /  With comic strips

J’ai comme des envies de métamorphose  /  I wish for some metamorphose

Je sens quelque chose  /  I feel something

Qui m’attire, qui m’attire, qui m’attire  /  That attracts me, attracts me, attracts me

Vers le haut !…  /  Upwards!…

Au grand Loto de l’univers  /  At the big Loto of the Universe

J’ai pas tiré le bon numéro  /  I didn’t get the right number

Si jamais c’était plus beau  /  If ever it was more beautiful

Plus beau vu d’en haut…  /  More beautiful, seen from up there

D’en haut!…    From up there!…

Pourquoi je vis? Pourquoi je meurs?  /  Why do I live? Why do I die?

Pourquoi je ris? Pourquoi je pleure?  /  Why do I laugh? Why do I cry?

Je crois capter des ondes  /  I seem to be receiving energies

Venues d’un autre monde….  /  Coming from another world

J’ai jamais eu les pieds sur terre  /  I never had my feet on the ground

Si jamais c’était plus beau,  /  If ever it were more beautiful

Plus beau vu d’en haut,  /  More beautiful seen from up there

D’en haut!…  /  From up there!…

(Soars for a while, then comes back down, and then very softly, sings the first words of a French lullaby)

Dodo l’enfant… do…    Sleep well, child, sleep well….

 

 

22nd September: Happy Birthday again, dear Bilbo & Frodo Baggins!

Bilbo Baggins, now well-known the world-over, “was born in the year of 2890”, and his much younger cousin Frodo “in the year of 2968 in the Third Age (1290 and 1368 respectively in ShireReckoning.)”, as you’ll find in Wikipedia for easy reference.

Yes, they both  had the same birthday: today itself, September 22nd!

I will not let that cherished ‘Hobbit Day’, as it is now called in many places of the world, pass without celebrating it, the Hobbit way: good  and abundant cheer, and only short and merry speeches!

This is exactly the way it was celebrated in the first live acting film, by Peter Jackson, adapting to the big screen in 2001 Tolkien’s major opus: ‘The Lord of the Rings’. Here, down below, is one moment when the two Baggins being celebrated together were side by side in the midst of the collective hobbity merriment taking place at their shared residence, ‘Bag’s End’, and of course under the nearby Party Tree of Hobbiton, their happy village in the green rolling Hills of their beloved Shire, hiding in a little cozy corner of the vast and dangerous Middle-earth:

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“The films, too, are amazing in their own right. I went to see the first one, one Xmas- and at the end of the film the packed house was completely, utterly silent, stunned into a disbelief that what they had witnessed wasn’t some kind of documentary about a real world! I have never witnessed anything like it before or since.The audience almost crept away in shock. It was most extraordinary.”

The above comment isn’t by me; it is actually by a Tolkien fan (thank you, ‘Honda Oxford’!…) who wrote it this morning on a site where an article had been written for today’s occasion. But when I happened to read it there, that comment was expressing so exactly, to the word, what I myself too experienced on my first time watching that first LOTR film, I decided to include it here just as if it were my own comment. The music also, by Howard Shore, was absolutely stunning: just perfect, be it for the Hobbits, the Elves, the Dwarves, the Humans or the Orcs!… What a totally amazing feeling of truly entering that Middle-earth I had known until then only through the (already so magnificent) books by Tolkien! Watching that first film has been an unbelievable awe, moment after moment, which is still etched in my memory with the power of special wonderfulness…

Why is all this so important to me, even though I am a ‘spiritual person’ practicing most seriously for forty-six years already the Integral Yoga created for Conscious Evolution by Sri Aurobindo and the Mother?… I will tell you that in another post, hopefully soon… As for today, it is dedicated to my beloved inner friends Bilbo and Frodo of the Shire!

Post Scriptum: I just watched again that great Birthday Party in ‘The fellowship of the Ring’. In case you’d like also to give yourself that treat, here is the link, and it has two parts that follow each other automatically if you let it happen…! Wonderful fun!!!

Celebrating the Birthday of ‘The Hobbit’

Happy 80th Birthday, Bilbo Baggins!

J.R.R. Tolkien’s ‘The Hobbit’ was published on September 21, 1937. Eighty years later, we celebrate the beloved classic with a look at why Bilbo Baggins still reigns supreme.
J.R.R. Tolkien in 1955

J.R.R. Tolkien, author of ‘The Hobbit’ and ‘The Lord of the Rings’ trilogy, photographed in 1955.

(Photo: Haywood Magee/Getty Images)

Eighty years ago, in September of 1937, when the evil of fascism was poisoning Europe, and the world teetered on the brink of the most devastating war in history, a new hero was born. He was 50 years old, about three feet tall, with a beer belly, slightly pointed ears, and feet so hairy they needed to be brushed. His name was Bilbo Baggins and he was a pipe-weed-smoking, food-obsessed homebody, of a breed of creature no one had ever heard of before: a hobbit. Bilbo and his woolly toes stepped out of The Hobbit or, There and Back Again, a fantasy novel about Bilbo’s adventures with a wizard named Gandalf and a pack of dwarves on a quest to steal back their gold from an evil dragon. It is hailed as one of the finest, most beloved classics of English children’s literature.

Bilbo’s creator, J.R.R. (John Ronald Reuel) Tolkien, was a professor at the University of Oxford in England who was fascinated by invented languages, Norse myths and epic legends of dragons, dwarves and swashbuckling warriors like the Anglo Saxon prince, Beowulf. Tolkien would perform the classic poem about Beowulf aloud in his English Lit class, shouting, “Hwæt!” (Old English for “Yo!”) to begin the poem (and wake up his students.) Yet when Tolkien created his own hero, it wasn’t a monster-slaying prince or a hammer-wielding Norse god. Bilbo emerged from a single phrase formed in Tolkien’s mind while grading boring student exams: “In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit.” Ten words that blossomed into his first novel, The Hobbit or, There and Back Again, published in September of 1937, followed in 1955 by The Lord of the Rings trilogy. All together the books sold hundreds of millions of copies the world over, launched a multi-billion dollar Oscar-winning movie franchise, and spawned a legion of fans devoted to this very day to arguing the fine points of “Tolkien legendarium”—the exquisite details of the imaginary worlds and languages in his books.

 

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And there is much more to learn and enjoy reading (and watching!) in this great article, the origin of which is at this address:

https://www.biography.com/news/the-hobbit-jrr-tolkien-facts

With all my thanks and appreciation to Carolyn Jacobs, the author…

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