A Heartful of Wonder

I have created this piece for my Divine Mission-Possible blogging challenge. Visit here for all the details and to see the schedule. Interest in participation has been low this time around. But you can change that in an instant!

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This topic of life mission is an easy one for me to address because I ruminate about it all the time. As I entered middle age and witnessed the loss of many of my friends’ parents and many of my relatives, the grip of time became tighter. Time continues to speed up so fast that when I plan events many months in advance, I recognize that they will arrive in what appears to be only a week or two. So what have I done so far and is there a point to my existence?  I have felt quite depressed for the past few weeks, considering if I have veered way off course. It is so tempting to focus solely on the regrets, errors, losses, pain, and disappointment.  But such a narrow perspective can be a distraction from where this sea of memories has transported me thus far.

I was a very quiet, reserved child who felt different and in the way somehow. I spent plenty of my days passively observing the world around me. My sensitivity, curiosity and imagination have been profoundly obvious from the start and it took me some practice to cultivate the gifts they could provide. The ability to delight in the grace of artistry have given me comfort beyond description. When I was able to transcend early despair and woundedness, I could access joy through a kaleidoscopic lens.

So much pain created so much chaos, but the correct people and opportunities presented me with the ability to discover what moved me. Writing, astrology, and spelling of all things, taught me how to channel my imagination, wonder, and visual acuity into form. I think that I was a great speller because I had an uncanny ability to visualize words. I no longer possess that ability, but excelling and competing in spelling gave me confidence that was sorely needed as a child.

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My love of beauty led me to draw as my curiosity led to studying astrology. Drawing still relaxes me and conversing with a client about their birth chart brings all the analysis and attention to symbols and patterns to life. It is so natural to understand why certain aspects of mysticism are effortless to me now. I honestly prefer what comes easily to me, but that is not what I apparently signed up for. If earthly life could only be an impressionist painting, waiting for me to dive in and immerse my soul in its delicacy and shimmering rays of bliss?

I do relate to the idea of a lightworker and have for quite a good while. I was around before the harmonic convergence, before ” New Age ” became a thing. I was coming into my own during the swirling, hazy Seventies, where the experimentation and boundary blurring of the Sixties had shaped our Western world through a technicolor lifestyle. I decided while in high school that I wanted to become a therapist and a writer, and make my impact on brightening up the planet. Like many of us, I longed to fix the brokenness around me and inside me. I retain some of that idealism, but am much more incarnation-fatigued than ever before.

I came here to heal, teach, inspire and share cumulative knowledge through the occult, psychic/intuitive abilities,  creative impulses and wit. Yeah, I came in naturally witty ( Moon in Gemini). It has taken decades to see a clear path through my lineage and probable past lifetimes here and elsewhere. While the specifics are not absolute, the residue has led me to this conclusion. I am not certain about all the other labels we humans like to give ourselves, but I have been taught since my twenties that the planet would be transforming in a radical way. I do not have distinct memories of planning this lifetime, nor am I being informed of this by guides. Working on myself and serving others has provided me with this inner knowing.

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Am I grateful to be alive here and now? Not usually, no. The past 6 years or so have been incredibly terrifying and heart wrenching for me a good deal of the time. I have written extensively about the difficulties so I will not rehash them again. The grip on my neck is tightening and the stakes are higher. Or they seem to be. I am not always clear on how much more hardship is in store for us individually or universally. I do feel that I am on a mission and that without all the early blows and ancestral damage, the motivation may not have been in full force. I have read from several sources that old-time lightworkers lost their way because they became inundated with the harshness of the material overlay that can hinder the development of consciousness. I know this is true for me. But I have not given up, not entirely. On countless occasions, an unexpected, often subtle sign would appear, helping my melt away my despair, albeit temporarily. The more I love, the more my heart opens. The more vulnerable I allow myself to remain, the greater is the likelihood of pain and grief to penetrate my soul. But here’s the thing; my soul is so much bigger than little I, so much stronger than this body that I am renting by the hour. So I do the best I can, and when I need to rest, I rest. A full heart is a mixed blessing, but in the unlimited realms from where we all originate(and currently reside in parallel realities), blessings are infinite.

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Many forms of divine guidance

I eagerly invite you to meet this wise newish blogger from Germany. Karin’s post is so well written and chock full of helpful information on spiritual discernment. She blogs on personal experiences and references outside sources and does not sugarcoat. 🙂 Please read this post and follow her. I hope many people will benefit from her insights and truth as I have.

Spiritual Awakening

How can we figure out what Source wants us to do, especially if we cannot hear the inner voice yet?

I was surprised to find out that divine guidance can come in many forms.
All we need to do is ask.
The following list contains examples  (and is by no means exhaustive).

Inner guidance:

  1. Visions
  2. Dreams with literal or metaphorical meaning
  3. Songs that are stuck in the head which have meaningful lyrics
    (example: https://karinfinger.wordpress.com/2015/01/04/thou-shalt-not-blame/)
  4. Inner voice (voiceless or audible)
  5. Blocks of thought (i.e. sudden mental insight without any formulated sentences)
  6. Inner knowing (wordless gut level feeling)
  7. Inner urge to do something (for example, the urge to turn to the alarm clock in the morning and switch it off just one minute before it would go off by itself)
  8. Physical sensations (like a tingling feeling, muscle twitching, or seeing a tiny visible spark of light)
  9. Emotions (for example, feeling guilty or discontent when we are disobeying divine guidance vs. joy when we…

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Musings – And in the beginning ….

I grew up knowing of the Book of Genesis and while I lacked formal religious education, these  lines are etched into my memory:

1 In the beginning God created the heavens and the earth.

2 Now the earth was formless and empty, darkness was over the surface of the deep, and the Spirit of God was hovering over the waters.

3 And God said, “Let there be light,” and there was light.

4 God saw that the light was good, and He separated the light from the darkness. 

The Introduction to A Course in Miracles says  “Nothing real can be threatened. Nothing unreal exists. Herein lies the peace of God.”

For those who have been following my blog awhile, you know that this started out as a way to track my movement through 2013. Most of the material has been very positive, even magical or mystical in content. I also aim to be as authentic as possible. At this point in my journey the BIG question has come up again, BIG time! What am I talking about?

I transitioned from the Old Testament to spiritual seeking many moons ago. Questions such as ” What happens after death?” or ” Why is there so much suffering?” or ” Why is there inequality between men and women in organized religion?” were not answered to my satisfaction. Later in college I was introduced to philosophy. We pondered “What is consciousness?” Descartes’ quote ” I think therefore I am.”  did placate me temporarily. In my twenties I eventually laid my eyes upon A Course in Miracles. My study group struggled with the heady material for a few years, uncovering its wisdom and unraveling our toxic belief systems. I still consider these teachings sacred and comforting in times of woe.

But no text or teacher or thought leader has ever been able to address the BIG question. When it first hit me, I was frightened that  I was capable of producing this thought. For several years I pushed it aside and told myself it was just too dark. I did not even say it out loud until about a year ago when I was in consultation with my Spiritual Director. She was able to assure me that I am not alone in considering the question and referred me to the works of Ken Wilber. Although I find his writing to be  quite intriguing , it still left me answerless and lost.

Ready for the BIG question – Why life?

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I do not mean why life on Earth or why Earth. I mean why is there a need for any consciousness at all? Genesis refers to the beginning, well what happened before that? Was there always a system and if so, why is there a need for a system? If you say, there is no time or space, that is fine, BUT it does not address the question. The Course addresses reality versus illusion in the introduction, yet still leaves me wondering ” What does it mean to be real and why is there any need for reality in the first place?”

 Why NOT total absolute infinite darkness?

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No sweet YouTube video or charming sentiment is provided here to end this post. I am hungry for the answers and glad that I took the plunge to entertain this topic here. My lack of answers leaves me very uncomfortable, but human. Accept my invitation to take the leap with me. Please help me explore this further by sharing your thoughts.

first image courtesy of By Smithsonian Institution via Wikimedia Commons

second image courtesy of  User:Alain r ( Own work) via Wikimedia Commons http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/2.5/deed.en 

World Gratitude Day – Pay It Forward

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I have been contemplating my good fortune lately. I am blessed with much love, tolerance, respect, understanding, kindness, generosity, abundance, and creativity.  I decided to pay it forward and here’s how ~

I am offering * free intuitive readings via phone or SKYPE to a few lucky readers. No strings attached!  I am requesting that those who are interested contact me only via email at lalitebeing@aol.com . Please type the words intuitive reading in the subject line. I may do one reading or a few, have not decided, so enter your request now.

Please take this post as inspiration to give of yourself in the name of service and love. I am looking for people to comment about how they will pay it forward. Use the comments section  below to share your plans and/or to add links to articles and blog posts about acts of paying it forward. Let’s use the post full moon, pre equinox energies to build up momentum for the highest good. Happy World Gratitude Day!

Imagine how many lives we will touch!

disclaimer  In Line with Current US Legislation, I am obliged to make you aware of the fact that intuitive readings are completely for entertainment purposes only and that no liability will be accepted by myself for any course of action that you may take from the reading nor for any consequences arising from such action. My purpose is to help you find the right path to achieving your goals and finding your answers.  

Readings must not be submitted for Medical or Legal Advice as I am not an attorney or a doctor.  Please seek the correct licensed Professional for medical or legal advice. Do not base any actions in your life solely on the information given to you by a reader.  Please Be Aware:  You Are Responsible For Your Own Choices And Decisions That Arise From Any Reading You May Have. 

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Everything old is new again

Update: I just added a few more recently written synchronous posts to the list. Please return here periodically for more updates!

Oh how I love this quote! As promised, I am ” resurrecting” some older posts for newer readers to enjoy and long time viewers to rediscover!

This first group of posts features synchronicity, exploration of alternate realities, and a sprinkling of magic.

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cookies and collisions ~ a holiday tale

collisions with gaia

caffeine and collisions: thoughts are things

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windows into my soul

This grouping embodies the main purpose of this blog,  to inspire through the examination of the extraordinary in daily living, one story at a time.

Please let me know if you are able to perform alchemy by transforming older material into brand new inspiration and light!

painting by Josephine Wall

Returning Home : Part II – Italian Cathedrals, Updated Edition

By Stefan Bauer, http://www.ferras.at (Own work) [CC-BY-SA-2.5 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/2.5)], via Wikimedia Commons

The Roman Forum

Update:  Please enjoy some new photos added for your viewing pleasure …..

Sometimes traveling somewhere distant can take you right ” home.” I was incredibly fortunate to spend a few magical weeks travelling throughout Italy. As an Italian American , spending some time in the land of my ancestors helped me appreciate some of the origins of my love of food, art, history, and la dolce vita.  I was transported to a realm Eckhart Tolle calls spaciousness while visiting cathedrals. Words can barely describe how I feel when I am in the presence of these breathtaking works of art so I will let the images speak to you. 

By Andreas Tille (Own work) [GFDL (http://www.gnu.org/copyleft/fdl.html) or CC-BY-SA-3.0-2.5-2.0-1.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0)], via Wikimedia Commons

St. Peter’s Basilica, Vatican City

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Sistine Chapel Ceiling

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Michelangelo’s Creation

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Michelangelo’s Last Judgement

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Outside St. Peter’s Square , Vatican City

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Basilica Di San Marco, Venice

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 San Marco Ceiling

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San Marco Mosaic

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San Marco Altar

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Duomo, Milan

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Duomo Altar

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Inside Duomo

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Duomo Stained Glass Window 

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Outside Detail, Duomo

For myself the sheer beauty of these places of worship transcends any intention by the artists, architects, priests or popes. It’s all about the immersion into the awe and wonder where I discover the portals into the Divine. What about you?

 

see related posts:

https://lindalitebeing.wordpress.com/2013/04/26/returning-home-part-iii-sagrada-familia/

https://lindalitebeing.wordpress.com/2013/03/29/returning-home-part-i-meditation/

all photos courtesy of wikimedia commons.org :

Roman forum by Stefan Bauer, http://www.ferras.at (Own work) [CC-BY-SA-2.5 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/2.5)], via Wikimedia Commons

St. Peter’s by Andreas Tille (Own work) [GFDL (http://www.gnu.org/copyleft/fdl.html) or CC-BY-SA-3.0-2.5-2.0-1.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0)], via Wikimedia Commons

Outside St. Peter’s Square by  DAVID ILIFF. License: CC-BY-SA 3.0

Basilica San Marco and San Marco Ceiling ( 2 photos) by Ricardo André Frantz (User:Tetraktys)     http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/2.5/deed.en

San Marco Mosaic by Maria Schnitzmeier http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/Commons:GNU_Free_Documentation_License_1.2

Duomo, Milan by Jiuguang Wang http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0/deed.en

 Duomo Altar, Duomo Stained Glass Window, and Outside Detail, Duomo ( 3 photos) by  Spens03 (Own work) [CC-BY-SA-3.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0)%5D, via Wikimedia Commons

Inside Duomo including seated area by By メルビル (Own work) [CC-BY-SA-3.0], via Wikimedia Commons

By Berit from Redhill/Surrey, UK (Green water, Seaford Uploaded by russavia) [CC-BY-2.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0)], via Wikimedia Commons

Poetry – The Wind

I have been thinking about my upcoming movie review of Before Midnight. As I prepare to write this post, I have been pondering how films influence my ideas about love, and how in turn , my impressions of love affect my interpretation of films. I finished  The Wind immediately after viewing The New World with Colin Farrell and Q’orianka Kilcher. It was one of those films that transports you right into the story, as if you are living within it.  I wrote The Wind in 2006, amidst a backdrop of major life transitions and mystical awakenings. The intermingling of spiritual and personal love provided my muse.

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The Wind

You are my wind.

You are the force that makes ripples throughout every minute particle that comprises my body, spirit, and the inner corridors of my flaming, scorching heart.

Your motion knocks me from standing still or holding on to anything other than the barest, deepest, boldest inkling of truth.

God is forcing these phrases out of my fire, out of my pain, out of my wrenching sorrow.

I’ll say it here, I love you like I’ve loved no other. Ever or evermore. I cannot contain this love.

The longing is pungent yet sweet, bitter yet sour, empty yet overflowing to the ends of the encompassing sea.

Wave after wave after wave I ride. Dreaming, longing, melting into the state of You and I.

I cannot remember for even a fragment of a second my existence before your eyes found mine.

I am wandering aimlessly in a rapturous state of desire, untamed by no one but your eternal gaze, a laser beam through my being, only open to you, my flame, my wind.

©  litebeing chronicles 2006

stay tuned for my Before Midnight review, coming to a blog near you ….

related post: https://lindalitebeing.wordpress.com/2013/02/24/litebeings-guide-to-the-movies/

header image by Berit from Redhill/Surrey, UK (Green water, Seaford Uploaded by russavia) [CC-BY-2.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0)], via Wikimedia Commons

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Calling All Angels

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Now it’s time to get back to some storytelling. While my last few posts did not stray from my theme, this blog is primarily about sharing stories on how my everyday experiences contain some light. I am excited to share another true story with you. It’s about angels and me. So once upon a time……

But first,  here’s a little background –

Early Influences – My childhood was not filled with angels , except for the movies and one angel story. Glinda from The Wizard of Oz was an angelic archetype for me, as was The fairy godmother from Cinderella . I longed for both of them to enter my life. Perhaps those figures fueled my interest in shows like Touched By An Angel and films like City of Angels.  Once my father told me a story about Gabriel and how we come into this life.

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There is a tradition that Gabriel is the Angel of Birth. It is said that he carefully spends the nine months of the pregnancy watching over each unborn child and instructing that child on the necessary knowledge of Heaven that is an inherent part of all people. Just before birth, though, Gabriel touches each baby on the upper lip to make the child unable to remember all of the information about Heaven until the child returns to the spiritual state at death. The sign of Gabriel’s Touch is the cleft just below the nose.

I remember wondering how this process actually works and became very curious about life before and after we incarnate. It was a pleasant memory of religion for me amidst a typically fearful religious atmosphere laden with guilt, rigidity, obedience, and tradition for tradition’s sake. This particular  story contained mystery and magic, which is probably why it has stayed with me throughout the years.

Watch – A few years ago my watch stopped working and I was told that I could no longer replace the battery. So I looked for replacement right away.  I found an inexpensive but delightful bracelet watch which was part of a holiday collection. I liked the fact that it stretched to fit my small wrist and that it was mostly copper in color, making it neutral. It had the most lovely assortment of charms.

The bracelet had lovely angelic figures alongside stars and engraved sections displaying peace, hope, love, bliss, etc. What seemed to be unusual about this watch was the reaction I got wherever I wore it:  coworkers, neighbors, passengers on the train,  strangers in elevators , medical technicians: everyone would grab me and ask ” Where did you get this watch? ” I figured  it must be the angels. I will never forget the time I went to Pendle Hill for a Quaker gathering. One evening we stood in a circle holding hands. I heard a noise, looked down, and then noticed my watch had scattered into pieces all over the floor!  I felt the sadness of this loss and wanted to find a way to turn it around. Instead of getting it repaired  I decided to honor its unraveling by giving away some of the angels. I gave away some of the charms to special women while at Pendle Hill. Later I gave away a few more to other significant angels in my circle  This process was very powerful and transformative. It showed me that the energy associated with the watch can live on in a different form.  I still have a few pieces of the watch.

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Automotive Angels –

About a month ago, I took my car in for an oil change. The car is reliable but old and well-lived. The shop mechanic said the car was excessively leaking oil and transmission fluid.  I did not have the money to pay for major repairs. The car had been making odd noises while in reverse, which I chose to overlook. I’m feeling pretty lousy and frustrated since I have put plenty of money into the car and recalled past experiences with failed engines and transmissions. As I am about to leave, a man calls over to me . I had not seen him  before, either in the waiting area or in the garage until this moment. He looks like someone straight out of Central casting: A balding hefty guy with big glasses smoking on a cigar. He looks over at me and says ” Sometimes an excessive oil leak is not what it sounds like. You can just check for oil.” Than the mechanic comes out and says ” We can tap off the oil for free anytime you come by.” Then the cigar dude says ” See what he said.” and he grinned at me. A few days later I go to a transmission center for a free transmission check. I  tell the manager what happened and I describe the odd noise the car makes in reverse. As I hand him the remote, I mention that the keys have begun to fall off the chain because the remote has broken. A few minutes later the manager calls me over to look over the vehicle. Apparently the brakes were making that noise signaling the need for repair. He also said that there are some leaks but that the transmission is not in need of any repair at this time. The noise was gone after he repaired the brakes and he also fixed my key remote!

I believe the broken remote is symbolic and the restoration  of the key remote represents a healing:

According to http://tylluanpenry.blog.co.uk/2010/01/19/the-symbolism-of-the-key-7787842/

Both physically and magically, a key can both unlock and lock things. This ability to be on both sides of the same argument is sometimes called ‘antagonistic’ and you come across it quite a bit in magic. You can see it in the saying ‘under lock and key’, which when you think about it is rather overstating things; why not just ‘under lock,’ or ‘under key’? But the presence of lock AND key shows the antagonistic side of keys… we turn the key in the lock one way, and deprive someone of their liberty. Turn it the other way and we set them free. The lock doesn’t work without its key, and vice versa.

The Roman god Janus (the month January is named after him) was, amongst other things, a god of doors and beginnings, and was often shown holding a staff and a key. In Christianity the iconography of the key is almost always associated with the Apostle Peter, since he was supposed to be the keeper of the gates of heaven. Sometimes the key is shown in double form.

If you hand over a key then you are granting someone power. Granting someone the freedom of a city is an example – giving them a key to the gates means they can come and go as they wish.

In the same way, when young people celebrate their 21st birthday they are often given a symbolic key ‘the key of the door’ although what door exactly is rarely ever specified. What I think it means is that when they reach 21 they used to be considered an adult – and the key symbolised their newfound power to access the world of adults and all that it entails. At least, that’s my theory!

This might also explain why keys can symbolise being initiated – the key gives you access to knowledge that was previously hidden. So when we say something like, ‘The key to inner happiness…’ (or winning the lottery, or the key to success) we’re unconsciously drawing on the key symbolising arcane knowledge. And knowledge is power.

In my case, the concept of initiation really resonates for me. As I reflected on the chain of events, getting the oil change alerted me to the need to get the transmission checked. Having the transmission checked resulted in fixing my brakes, which potentially saved my life and the lives of others. Meeting both the man with the cigar and the transmission shop manager helped restore hope in my heart, access knowledge, and reclaim my power.

I wondered if the man with the cigar was real. Could he have been an angel? He certainly showed me kindness during a challenging time and appeared virtually out of the ethers. His intervention helped me find the strength to get the transmission checked. What about the transmission manager who fixed the brakes , fixed the remote, and solved the mystery of the odd car noise? He fixed the remote without prompting and free of charge. He also gave me a discount on my bill, which was substantially smaller than major transmission work would cost.

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There is no neat resolution to this story. The car will require frequent fluid checks to assess a need for major repairs. I am still unable to afford a new car. Yet I learned so much about my assumptions about cause and effect. I also was gifted with another round of synchronicity, which tells me I may hold the key to something larger than 3D reality.

Finally, this saga is in need of a soundtrack. I am providing the music for the closing credits. I am open to suggestions for more musical accompaniment as well as reactions to this tale.

Who are the angels? Glinda, Gabriel, The bracelet watch, The folks who received the charms,  Cigar dude?

 paintings by Josephine Wall 

related reading on mystical mechanics http://www.goodreads.com/work/quotes/856599-way-of-the-peaceful-warrior

related post – https://lindalitebeing.wordpress.com/2013/02/24/litebeings-guide-to-the-movies/

Returning Home: Part III – Sagrada Familia

 

By Poniol60 (Own work) [CC-BY-SA-3.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0)], via Wikimedia Commons

I have updated some of the photos, enjoy!

This is the celestial structure that started it all.  I was watching 60 Minutes a few weeks ago when a feature was airing about the Sagrada Familia in Barcelona, Spain. I sat glued to the tube utterly transfixed as I learned about the history of this ever evolving Gothic masterpiece. As I watched the show, the idea of doing a series on coming home began to take shape ( albeit a bit faster than the construction of the Basilica.) I simply had not seen anything quite like it and became instantly enchanted.

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According to Wikipedia , The Basílica i Temple Expiatori de la Sagrada Família , commonly known as the Sagrada Família (Catalan pronunciation: [səˈɣɾaðə fəˈmiɫiə]), is a large Roman Catholic church in BarcelonaCataloniaSpain, designed by Catalan architect Antoni Gaudí (1852–1926). Although incomplete, the church is a UNESCO World Heritage Site, and in November 2010 was consecrated and proclaimed a minor basilica by Pope Benedict XVI.

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Though construction of Sagrada Família had commenced in 1882, Gaudí became involved in 1883, taking over the project and transforming it with his architectural and engineering style—combining Gothic and curvilinear Art Nouveau forms.  Gaudí devoted his last years to the project, and at the time of his death at age 73 in 1926, less than a quarter of the project was complete.

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Sagrada Família’s construction progressed slowly, as it relied on private donations and was interrupted by the Spanish Civil War—only to resume intermittent progress in the 1950s. Construction passed the midpoint in 2010 with some of the project’s greatest challenges remaining and an anticipated completion date of 2026—the centennial of Gaudí’s death.

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The basílica has a long history of dividing the citizens of Barcelona—over the initial possibility it might compete with Barcelona’s cathedral, over Gaudí’s design itself, over the possibility that work after Gaudí’s death disregarded his design, and the recent possibility that an underground tunnel of Spain’s high-speed train could disturb its stability.

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It is incredibly challenging for me to articulate why the Sagrada Familia holds such a fascination for me. Part of the allure is the sheer commitment to a vision that eclipsed the life of its creator.  Another factor is the romance implicated by its history: that the division among the people of Barcelona about its fate, coupled with the Spanish Civil War, were unable to crush Gaudi’s dream. This plays out better than most romance novels!

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Or could it be the kaleidoscopic impression created by the roof?

Something this extraordinary cannot be reduced to mere adjectives. What matters is how we use our senses and our hearts to help us rediscover our real nature.  It is often said that great works of art are divinely inspired.  The person who composes the symphony or paints the masterpiece is really uncovering an idea planted deep within the soul. If this is a defining feature of the creative process, then wouldn’t the lushness of each note or the texture of each brush stroke be a testament to the magnificence within us all?

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