The Golden Fountain: or, The Soul's Love for God. Being some Thoughts and; Confessions of One of His LoversStaveley, Lilian
Religion
The Golden Fountain: or, The Soul's Love for God. Being some Thoughts and; Confessions of One of His Lovers
Staveley, Lilian
Mysticism
We say that we have need of the purification and conversion of the
soul; but rather it is first the conversion of the heart, mind, and will
that we have need of. For this would feel to be the drama of our
life--the human heart, intelligence, and will are the ego of the creature.
Our soul is the visitor within this creature, containing within herself
a pure, holy, and incorruptible sparkle of the Divine, and lies choked
and atrophied in her human house until revived and awakened by
her holy lover; and this awakening is not given to her till the heart
and mind of her human house (or the will and spirit of the creature)
is in a state of regeneration, or condition to go forward towards God.
Which is to say, the creature has been touched by repentance and a
desire for the pure and the holy. For if the soul should be awakened
to an unrepentant creature, this Will and imperishable worm of the
creature (which is of greater coarseness and lustiness than the
delicate and fragile soul) will overcome the soul; and this is not the
goal, neither is the death of the creature the goal, but the lifting up of
the creature into the Divine--this is the goal.
After being awakened, then, in her human house, the soul finds
herself locked in with two most treacherous and soiled companions--the
human heart and mind; and so great is her loathing and her
distress, that for shame's sake these two are constrained to improve
themselves. But their progress is slow, and now comes a long and
painful time of alternation between two states. At one time the soul
will conquer the creature, imposing upon it a sovereign beauty of
holiness; and at another the creature will conquer the soul, imposing
upon her its hideous designs and desires, and causing her many
sicknesses. Hence we have the warring which we feel within
ourselves, for the soul now desires her home and the creature its
appetites.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
Reviews
Reviews
No reviews yet
Be the first to share your thoughts on this work.
Join the Discussion
Join the discussion
Sign in to leave a comment or review.
Sign InorCreate an account