The Death of Marcus Aurelius

The Death of Marcus Aurelius

Thursday, March 19, 2020

Boethius, The Consolation of Philosophy 4.26


Then, as though beginning afresh, she spoke thus:

“The engendering of all things, the whole advance of all changing natures, and every motion and progress in the world, draw their causes, their order, and their forms from the allotment of the unchanging mind of God, which lays manifold restrictions on all action from the calm fortress of its own directness.

“Such restrictions are called Providence when they can be seen to lie in the very simplicity of Divine Understanding; but they were called Fate in old times when they were viewed with reference to the objects which they moved or arranged.

“It will easily be understood that these two are very different if the mind examines the force of each. For Providence is the very Divine Reason which arranges all things, and rests with the Supreme Disposer of all; while Fate is that ordering which is a part of all changeable things, and by means of which Providence binds all things together in their own order.

“Providence embraces all things equally, however different they may be, even however infinite. When they are assigned to their own places, forms, and times, Fate sets them in an orderly motion; so that this development of the temporal order, unified in the intelligence of the mind of God, is Providence. The working of this unified development in time is called Fate. These are different, but the one hangs upon the other. For this order, which is ruled by Fate, emanates from the directness of Providence.

“Just as when a craftsman perceives in his mind the form of the object he would make, he sets his working power in motion, and brings through the order of time that which he had seen directly and ready present to his mind. So by Providence does God dispose all that is to be done, each thing by itself and unchangeably; while these same things which Providence has arranged are worked out by Fate in many ways and in time.”

—from Book 4, Prose 6

These next parts of the text will sometimes frustrate readers, and they may well be tempted to give up. At first glance, it may appear that the argument is growing quite technical, exactly the reason why so many folks are turned off by philosophy as a whole, by a profusion of fancy words with little relevance to real life. I understand completely, because, despite my own bookishness, I also want answers that will improve my condition, not merely look good on paper.

I would respectfully suggest, however, that the problem here is not a technical one at all, but rather one grounded in the difficulty of changing our attitudes. I know that whenever I see something new and challenging, I am prone to becoming defensive, and whenever I am asked to question a cherished assumption, I am ready to walk away. I take a deep breath, I calm my mind, and I try to counter my own panicked confusion with a careful clarity.

When I see these two terms, for example, Providence and Fate, I have all sorts of baggage that goes along with them. Providence can imply something terribly mysterious, perhaps even superstitious, so vague and imprecise that it can be used to justify most anything. Fate immediately brings me an image of something impersonal and heartless, a cold prison of necessity from which we can never hope to escape.

If I begin with such an approach to the concepts, it is no wonder that I will feel discouraged; the world, it might seem, is subject to a nebulous force, and it really won’t make any difference what I think about it all. I might as well be back at the beginning of the Consolation.

But let me cast aside my previous thinking, and ask myself if either assumption needs to be the case. Does Providence really have to be so transcendent that it becomes unintelligible? Does Fate really have to be so destined that it leaves no place for me?

How does Boethius begin to define his terms here? The meaning will become more refined as we move along, but for the moment he simply argues that all moving and changing things are subject to a rational order; no effect can proceed without a cause, no motion is possible without a mover, and a degree of relative imperfection is only possible through the existence of an absolute perfection. We already saw these principles introduced earlier in the text.

In the most direct terms, this means that the Universe must always act according to a single design and purpose that binds all things together as one. It necessitates the activity of Divine Mind in all things, for otherwise there would be, quite literally, nothing.

Within this context Providence and Fate are simply two different ways of approaching that order. Providence describes how everything flows from the timeless perfection of God, and Fate describes how that actions flows into created things, each in their own particular way. One can look at the world from the aspect of the cause of Providence, and from the aspect of the effect of Fate. The Divine Mind, in its boundless wisdom, wills it, and the Universe follows suit.

The analogy of the craftsman can work quite well. Within his own mind, the artist conceives his plan, and through his actions, at a specific time and place, he engages in his work to produce a masterpiece. In their basic senses, Providence and Fate are no more complex or confusing than that.

“But wait! I don’t get exactly what’s going on in the Divine Mind! Why can’t I see the blueprint like He does?”

For now, it is sufficient to say that reason demands that there must be a blueprint, even if I am not privy to the details. Does the apprentice always know precisely what the master craftsman intends?

“Hold on! If God determines how everything will be, how do the things he creates have any of their own power, any of their own worth?”

For now, it is sufficient to say that all lower power comes from a highest power, and that all created things receive their worth from their Creator. Does the master craftsman not still allow the apprentice to contribute his own share to the art that he makes?

Providence does not need to be cryptic, and Fate does not need to be uncaring. 

Written in 11/2015

IMAGE: Alphonse Mucha, Fate (1920)

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