Every
nature is contented with itself when it goes on its way well; and a rational
nature goes on its way well when in its thoughts it assents to nothing false or
uncertain, and when it directs its movements to social acts only, and when it
confines its desires and aversions to the things which are in its power, and
when it is satisfied with everything that is assigned to it by the Common
Nature.
For
of this Common Nature every particular nature is a part, as the nature of the
leaf is a part of the nature of the plant; except that in the plant the nature
of the leaf is part of a nature that has not perception or reason, and is
subject to be impeded.
But
the nature of man is part of a Nature which is not subject to impediments, and
is intelligent and just, since it gives to everything in equal portions and
according to its worth, times, substance, cause, activity, and incident.
But
examine, not to discover that any one thing compared with any other single
thing is equal in all respects, but by taking all the parts together of one
thing and comparing them with all the parts together of another.
—Marcus
Aurelius, Meditations, Book 8 (tr
Long)
I can respect the eagerness of
others in attempting it, but I cannot find my way to separating a Stoic life from
the order of the whole. I cannot remove my own nature from the fullness of all
of Nature. I cannot speak of my own freedom, dignity, and worth, without
understanding it within the context of the freedom, dignity, and worth of all
things.
I cannot wrap my mind around an
isolation of myself from all beings, and I cannot recognize my own reason
without Universal Reason.
Whatever the depth or breadth of my
own understanding, I cannot conceive of a Universe without the immanence of the
Divine. It isn’t for any want of trying. I have sometimes thought it easier to
focus only upon myself, and to assume that all the rest is nothing but muddled
chaos.
But it can’t be muddled chaos, and
it has nothing to do with what I might prefer, and everything to do with what
sound thinking tells me must be true. I cannot accept rational purpose in my
own life outside of the rational purpose in everything.
We argue all about the delineations
of what we think is or isn’t God, and all of the time we are forgetting that
God, by an odd version of a definition, has absolutely no delineations. That
which is perfect, complete, and infinite has no boundaries.
I was at first offended, and then
later deeply moved, when someone told me to stop blaming God and religion for
my own ignorance and weakness.
“It’s like saying that all food is
bad because you messed up the recipe for a good meal.”
Who I am is nothing without the context of what all is. Now while some see the all as an extension of the self,
assuming that what seems good for me is the source of everything that is good in
itself, I suggest that the Stoic, as any right-thinking person, must see it
quite differently.
The per me is in service to the per
se, and should exist in harmony with it, and in obedience to it. I cannot
think of Stoicism, or the truth of any philosophy or theology, outside of this
all-embracing context.
The part mirrors the whole, and the
whole fulfills the part. I am also a part that is not merely moved about
unknowingly, but I am a part that acts with awareness. That particular awareness reflects
the Awareness behind everything. That awareness exists to have its place in the
plan of Awareness. That is humility, that is love, and that is piety.
What may be so small, much like
myself, is no less significant because it is a piece of the whole. Rather, it
is an emanation of the whole. What is small is a copy, in a sense, of what is
large. Let us certainly see the whole in different ways, and from different
perspectives, but let us never think of ourselves, as thinking beings, as
separate from Thinking Being.
Written in 2/2008
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