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Ordo
Mundi
During
the Middle Ages, when chivalry was at its height, there was
a concept that theologians pondered called "ordo mundi,"
which is Latin for "the order of the world."
One might compare it to the Eastern concept of
Tao in that it referred to the dynamic, inter-relatedness
of all things. To the Western mind, however, ordo mundi was
not the ultimate truth in itself, but rather the result of God's
plan for Creation, designed to sustain and make things work. As
a popular concept, we generally refer to it as nature.
Ordo mundi referred to the symbiotic characteristics
of all things, and the natural laws that govern them. In other words,
things the way they are, according to God's plan. Ordo mundi
connoted a blessed quality to Creation, which had to be perfect
in that God had not only created it, but pronounced it to be "good."
The medieval mind had no understanding of nature
as science has revealed it in last two centuries. Instead, it had
its fingers on the pulse of deeper meanings, the poetry that underlies
our experience of nature, and perpetually connects us, in a real
way, to what is.
As human beings, our capacity for thought has
resulted in a false perception that we are separated from nature
not really part of it. This has been supported by theologies
that view spirit as belonging to some realm that is other than the
physical. The results have been mixed. On one hand, we have encouraged
new heights of understanding and artistic expression. On the other,
we have treated the environment poorly, to the detriment of us all,
and have disconnected ourselves from the natural source of our being.
This has allowed us to poison the world we live, strangely justifying
our actions by simply saying that it's okay to treat the world as
a garbage heap another excuse for rampant greed that history
will condemn us for.
In Chivalry-Now, ordo mundi provides a
philosophical baseline for an authentic, life-generating relationship
with nature.
Despite a panoply of illusion and distractions
that appeal to our collective ego, we are not, nor ever shall be,
separate from nature. When hubris lets down its guard, we sense
and appreciate who we really are in relationship to the world around
us. We are inseparable. Prodigal sons and daughters. Indebted and
enlightened at the same time. Creatures among creatures, searching
to understand.
I am not trying to romanticize nature, or adorn
it with mystical implications. Nature can be harsh and terrible,
but it is also the source and sustenance of all earthly life, and
therefore recognized as good.
It is more than romanticizing when, on a level
that our conscious minds respond to with longing and a sense of
repose, the babbling brook seems to whisper words of calming affirmation.
When we are fortunate enough to hear them, tree frogs lull us to
sleep with the ageless, maternal reassurance of Mother Earth. Chirping
birds enliven our souls. The sky lifts our consciousness toward
heaven, while the moon humbles us with silence. Instincts merge
with and supersede intellect in ways we can appreciate yet scarcely
comprehend. When our emotions turn to nature, we are rewarded with
the joy of returning home.
Lessons learned from nature comprised our first
curriculum as a species, telling us in myriad ways who we are, and
who we can be. Even today it's beauty draws us to protect it. It
teaches us about love. Truth confronts us with the dubious blessing
of its double edged sword.
Believers and nonbelievers alike are privy to
the sacredness of nature, and find common ground in cherishing the
experience. Even a rock hints at immortality that we can contemplate
with awe.
The question that remains is this: How do we
fit in, with our skepticism, ignorance, blasphemies and hubris?
Are we more of a curse than blessing to this planet?
I don't think so. We bring an undercurrent of
innocence as well and therein do we find our pristine selves,
waiting to be reborn.
As human beings we are charged to discover and
articulate meaning that would otherwise not be articulated.
We can protect, rather than destroy; uphold truth,
rather than manipulate with lies; bring honor into the world, along
with forgiveness, generosity and fair play. All this is in our power
if we choose it to be. Listen to the wind rustle the leaves, agitating
the waves with its breath. You will hear the inspiration of Camelot
rise inside you. You will long for Arthur's return
not the man, but the living myth. You will sense God or Goddess,
or demiurge, or what I consider the most miraculous of all, reality
as it is. Your soul responds to it like magic.
These are not fantasies that we should easily
disregard. Poetry, myth and imagination are well known to express
what otherwise cannot be expressed. You find this in symbols, dreams
and traditions. You create your own as well, without even trying.
When we speak of ordo mundi, we speak
of the world we are part of, and honor it appropriately.
This too is part of Chivalry-Now.
One of its mysteries? One of its secrets? Or
just another affirmation of the soul that authenticity demands?
Whatever it is, we find it in the bible as the Shekinah (also
known as Sophia, or Wisdom, the feminine aspect of
Yahweh). Pagan and animistic religions thrive on it. Pantheism
derives its perennial resurgence. The mystics of Islam recognized
its vitality. It is a universal concept wherever human beings exist.
The difference for Chivalry-Now is that
we try to drag this wonder into the light, not to worship, but to
appreciate its reasonableness and fulfill who we are.
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