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Forgive me for the potentially-scandalous title, but it gets the point across.
Lately, I’ve been delving very far into the depths of post-Augustinian Western mysticism. The neo-platonic theology expounded by that man seems to lend itself to passionate eroticism when considering God. I have been led to some of his writings in Confessions and The City of God. He speaks of the “embrace” of God’s “sweetness”, and how he was “seduced” by our Lord. Being a man who is trying to overcome disordered desires, I don’t see how this particularly helps me form a masculine, yet servile and loving relationship with God.
Catherine of Siena, John of the Cross, Theresa of Avila, and Therese of Lisieux speak like Augustine. Siena was obsessed with her mystical marriage to Christ and John of the Cross poetically imagined slipping out through secret staircases to meet our Lord in the night for a passionate tryst. Therese of Lisieux actually speaks of the “kiss” of “sweet Jesus”, rendering all love impotent outside that carnal union. It makes me sick, to be perfectly honest. I entered God’s Holy Church on April 23, but I already feel like I should be Eastern, because the West has become so soft and effeminate and just plain weird since Augustine.
I don’t know how to describe my sense of revulsion at this treating of God like a naked lover. All I can really say to some of these quotes is “ew”. I’m just not moved to devotion by this. The blessed Virgin just becomes a wide-eyed caricature to be fawned over and embraced, rather than the glorious humble saint she is. The holy Lord becomes a prancing, meadow-dwelling, deer-petting mockery of His true majesty.
Is the East and its mysticism like this? Does it fall into the carnal trap of kissing, cuddling, and holding, like the West seems to have done?
Forgive me for the potentially-scandalous title, but it gets the point across.
Lately, I’ve been delving very far into the depths of post-Augustinian Western mysticism. The neo-platonic theology expounded by that man seems to lend itself to passionate eroticism when considering God. I have been led to some of his writings in Confessions and The City of God. He speaks of the “embrace” of God’s “sweetness”, and how he was “seduced” by our Lord. Being a man who is trying to overcome disordered desires, I don’t see how this particularly helps me form a masculine, yet servile and loving relationship with God.
Catherine of Siena, John of the Cross, Theresa of Avila, and Therese of Lisieux speak like Augustine. Siena was obsessed with her mystical marriage to Christ and John of the Cross poetically imagined slipping out through secret staircases to meet our Lord in the night for a passionate tryst. Therese of Lisieux actually speaks of the “kiss” of “sweet Jesus”, rendering all love impotent outside that carnal union. It makes me sick, to be perfectly honest. I entered God’s Holy Church on April 23, but I already feel like I should be Eastern, because the West has become so soft and effeminate and just plain weird since Augustine.
I don’t know how to describe my sense of revulsion at this treating of God like a naked lover. All I can really say to some of these quotes is “ew”. I’m just not moved to devotion by this. The blessed Virgin just becomes a wide-eyed caricature to be fawned over and embraced, rather than the glorious humble saint she is. The holy Lord becomes a prancing, meadow-dwelling, deer-petting mockery of His true majesty.
Is the East and its mysticism like this? Does it fall into the carnal trap of kissing, cuddling, and holding, like the West seems to have done?