Adam and Eve with the Forbidden Fruit
by Marc Chagall
I can still only think of God as the One who allows everything, the One who is not caught up in the whole inexhaustible drama.
Letter to Marianne von Goldschmidt-Rothschild
December 5, 1914
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how this pushes on my mind! what varied intonations on being human he makes. and just what, oh what, is god?
ReplyDeleteha! he makes us so little, he strikes at our meagreness, in so few words:)
xo
erin
A great definition: God = that which lied beyond "the whole inexhaustable drama."
ReplyDeleteThis seems to me another way of saying what Miguel Ruiz offers, "don't take anything personally" and "don't make any assumptions." God is not caught up in our stories.
ReplyDeleteWell, yes, as Rilke (and Nelson) says, He's not caught up in our stories! Why should be? He allows us to be, and to be, in itself, is glory enough. Any divine interference - for good or ill - would be downright disappointment. To think that we can pray a little and alter the course of personal/world events? No thanks! The excitement of possibilty and choice is ours alone.
ReplyDeleteWhat a fascinating concept, pairing poems and artwork. Love it! I'll definitely be back.
ReplyDeleteAngela