~HARQALYA~ Author Topic: Apprehending Place Mr. Nowhere posted 1/8/01 9:47 PM How to apprehend place is possibly the greatest single lesson we have to learn from the archaic mind-set or worldview. We have to learn how to dream with our eyes open. In terms of cognitive science, we will have to reprogram our neuronal processes to allow into the limelight of our consciousness the information received from place that currently falls ouside the spectrum of our awareness. The informtional model our brain-minds create of the world needs modification, or at least enhancement...Technically, we do not directly apprehend the world at all, but reconstruct it from electrical and chemical signals used in the vast processing capacity of the brain-mind, and that the product of this is shaped and modified by our own range of memories, associations, and cultural enviroment. What gets into our direct consciousness is a highly edited, selective view of the world. The enviroment we apprehend is a cognitive construction, built within the recesses of our brain-minds, and sacred space is therefore a division of that cognized enviroment. But even if sacred space is made for us within the brain-mind, that does not mean that we can assume it is illusory--at least, any more than any other aspect of what we fondly think of as reality. Indeed, if we find ourselves engaged by a sacred place, and have our consciousness provoked by it, the reason such locations seem sacred, seem to possess a "numen loci", may be precisely that we receive MORE information from them. The very fact that there are, and have always been, sacred places demonstrates their psychological importance to our species. They may be where we get a greater glimpse of reality... Such threshold places are known in anthropology as "liminal", a term coined by Arnold van Gennap in his "The Rites of Passage" in 1909, and developed later by anthropologist Victor Turner. The word derives from the Latin "limen", boundary, from where we get "limit" in English. The Romans had household gods (such as Vestia, guarding the hearth), and the doorway was the realm of the deities Limentinus and Limenting. The liminal condition is a phase of transition between different states of being, and can apply to a wide variety of circumstances--social, ritual, temporal, and spatial. Quite often, it involves a mix of these. The Romans also had a god of transition, Janus, who faced both ways at once and presided over comings and goings... This "betwixt-and-between" stage or place is remebered in surviving folk traditions like the groom carrying the bride across the threshold of the new home, and also in apparently nonsense nursery rhymes such as that about the Grand Old Duke of York, who marched his men to the top of the hill and then marched them back. "And when they were up they were up, when they were down they were down, but when they were only halfway up", we recall, "they were neither up nor down." A.A. Milne put it a little differently in "Halfway Down" in "When We Were Very Young" (1924): "Halfway up the stairs Isn't up And isn't down. It isn't in the nursery, It isn't in the town. And all sorts of funny thoughts Run round my head: 'It isn't really Anywhere! It's somewhere else Instead!" Rather like utopia...Or Harqalya for that matter! Parsifal posted 1/9/01 0:08 AM This is kinda strange, but my car has kinda been a sacred space! What I mean is that when I am on an open stretch of highway, or just parked on a quiet street sitting in it, I have had some really cool revelations when pondering something. Maybe the metal around me shields my mind from noise or something, I don't know. Also, I never listen to the radio in it. But I have found that it is one of the best places to think. As long as I'm not driving in rush hour traffic! And the halfway point is always the best place to be. Balance and harmony, no struggle to go one way or the other but just be still and centered, able to feel "up" and "down" at the same moment. Of course, I hate it when I am in my sacred car driving home during rush hour and I am still only halfway home. Post New Topic