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"Kabod" in Hebrew and in Greek "doxa", means the Glory of God.  On this pages I'm trying to find some clues about the actuality of the glory of God in our reality in texts (among other things in  mystical tradition), pictures, painting, poetry, religious art en statues,  etc...

 

 

Marc Chagall: Mozes receiving the Tables of Law

 

"Kabod" betekent in het Hebreeuws "Glorie" van God, in het Grieks "doxa". Deze pagina's onderzoeken of deze "Glans" van God, deze "Glorie" aanwezig is in onze werkelijkheid en hoe deze Glans zich manifesteert. Het gaat hierbij in eerste instantie om vragen. Of er ook antwoorden volgen  is niet zeker en daar wordt ook niet naar gezocht. Met behulp van teksten vanuit de Theologie, filosofie, mystiek en andere, met afbeeldingen, schilderijen, poëzie, religieuze kunst  en beelden,  wordt een spoor getrokken op zoek naar de "Glans" van  God. 

 

 

Cor meum

 

Cor meum est templum sacrum

Sanctius quam etiam mente concipiam

Sapientius quam etiam mea labra loqui possint

Fons mysterii et gratiae.

Cor meum primo tu creavisti vero

Et multis cum mirandis complevisti.

Quod fingens cum manibus tuis formasti

Et simul cum spiritu tuo tetigisti.

Cor meum in tempestavistate sua mihi se detegit

Et aurea venustate flumina

Fluentia monstrans

Me ad itinera infiniti splendoris abscondita perducit.

Tranquillitas tua expectantem tempus eius me tangit.

Et cor meum tuum ut

domum ubertim et perplexum fecisti,

Ut aedem sapientiae ultro

intelligentiam meam formasti

Ut templum gratiarum et mysteriorum

cum tuis manibus finxisti.

 

Translated into Latin by Edward J. Vodoklys, S.J.

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My heart

 

My heart is a holy place

Wiser and holier than I know it to be

Wiser than my lips can speak

A spring of mystery and grace.

You have created my heart

And have filled it with things of wonder.

You have sculpted it, shaped it with your hands

Touched it with your breath.

In its own season it reveals itself to me

It shows me rivers of gold

Flowing in elegance

And hidden paths of infinite beauty.

You touch me with your stillness as 1 await its time.

You have made it a dwelling

place of richness and intricacies

Of wisdom beyond

my understanding

Of grace and mysteries,

from your hands.

 

Patricia Van Ness

 

 

To see a World in a Grain of Sand, Alleluia

He who kisses the joy as it flies,

 

And a Heaven in a Wild Flower, Alleluia

Lives in Eternity's sunrise.

 

Holy Infinity in the palm of your hand, Alleluia

He who kisses the joy as it flies,

 

And Eternity in an hour, Alleluia

Lives in Eternity’s sunrise.

 

From “Auguries of Innocence”

1800-10 and ”Eternity“ 1793-99

William Blake (1757-1827)

 

 

Pour voir un monde dans un grain de sable, Alléluia

celui qui embrasse la joie au vol,

 

et le ciel dans une fleur sauvage, Alléluia

vit dans les limbes de l'Éternité.

 

Tiens l'lnfini dans la paume de ta main, Alléluia

celui qui embrasse la joie au vol,

 

et l’Éternité en une heure, Alléluia

vit dans les limbes de l’Éternité.

 

William Blake (1757-1827)

 

Eine Welt in einem Sandkorn sehen, Alleluja

Wer die Freude im Fluge küsst,

 

Und einen Himmel in einer wilden Blume, Alleluja

Lebt im Morgenglanz der Ewigkeit

 

Bewahre die Unendligkeit in deiner Hand, Alleluja

Wer die Freude im Fluge küsst,

 

Und die Ewigkeit in einer Stunde, Alleluja

Lebt im Morgenglanz der Ewigkeit.

 

William Blake (1757-1827)