Wednesday, March 3, 2021

The Pilgrim's Progress

 



This is probably not exactly what I hoped to write about my experience of reading The Pilgrim's Progress by John Bunyon but I have been procrastinating and I don't want to lose this accomplishment as I have to so many other posts intended for this blog that I never got around to writing. And there is no time like the present. So here I go.

I am dating this post March 3rd because that is the day I finished my reading; however, I am writing this much later (see below). Being something of a mathematical, engineering mind, I am partial to numbers and take pleasure in symmetry (03/03). I didn't plan this date but it seemed like a good place to stop my study of TPP.

My endeavor to read TPP began a few years ago when R.C. Sproul's Renewing Your Mind show featured the book in promotion of Derek Thomas' lecture series for Sproul's Ligonier Ministries. Intrigued by the several sample lectures, I provided a token donation in order to obtain the promised book and lectures DVD (see above). I had heard of TPP before but it was never on my reading list. Challenged by its label of being a classic as well as the observation that it is rare reading for today and even rarer to finish both parts, I began my study. For whatever reason, though, my efforts stalled about a quarter into the first part.

And so the book and DVD joined the heap of my other unfinished (reading) projects. My interest was rekindled during my reading of Louisa May Alcott's Little Women where it was a frequent component of the first part of that book. [An interesting connection between both LW and TPP is that both started out as a single book with a later sequel that were then combined into a single volume.] 

One of the biggest challenges for me in reading TPP was the lack of chapters; it is just one long text. The lecture series didn't help by specifying the corresponding pages of the book. This is what did me in the first attempt. I became overwhelmed trying to match up the lectures with the reading and checking the scriptural references. For my second try, I set my own pace and just read something every day (no rush).

Another challenge was the antiquated syntax (I think that's the correct word). It's like the difficulty with comprehending the King James Version of the Bible but not as bad as deciphering Shakespeare.

It didn't help that the Penguin edition seemed to contain too many typos regarding the scriptural references in the margin notes. What saved me was finding an online version that had the (seemingly) correct references. This version was also divided into sections which helped me to gauge my progress. I think I was like a slow driver: going 30 mph in a 35 mph zone.

The map on the front cover was also a fun help. I wish there was a larger version because that would make it easier to follow. I do like maps, recipes for traveling. Being on the right path is helpful.

Once I finished the first part, I was eager for more. So I started over and this time made an effort to coordinate the lectures with my reading (again, not easy because an explicit guide was not part of the package). During my first attempt, I did not watch the lectures but rather listened to them via MP3 files saved to my cell phone which I listened to during my evening walks. For my second try, I did not have a good earphone so I was somewhat forced to watch the lectures. This turned out well even though the visuals were boring and virtually useless. There were no maps, illustrations, or visual supplements; just Dr. Thomas talking to a bunch of people. Fortunately, each lecture was rather short, about 25 minutes.  These overviews helped to focus on the story and the various themes.

A highlight of the lectures for Part One was learning that the British composer Ralph Vaughan Williams was highly influenced by TPP even though he was something of an atheist. This led me initially to weekend of listening to RVW music, especially Symphony No. 5 and then No. 3. His was a fascinating life story worth its own post (alas, another of my unfinished projects). The culmination of his life's work was an opera version of TPP.

Around November (2020), I started reading The Second Part of TPP. The first part dealt with the journey of the man, Christian while the Second Part deals with his wife, Christiana, and their four boys. SPOILER ALERT: Both Christian and Christiana make it to the Celestial City (aka Heaven). The story of the four boys was saved for another potential book that was never written.

Although the book is revered as a Christian (religious) classic, I was intrigued with the political background that caused Bunyon to write these stories. The introductory material in my Penguin edition was interesting but served me merely as an appetizer. There's got to be more to the story (background): history, you know? That quest led me to my set of Durants' The Story of Civilization (but that is another post, hopefully).

Certainly the religious preaching in these books is an obstacle to the skeptic, atheist, non-Christian, Catholic, etc. However, from an intellectual and historical perspective, I found them (i.e., both parts of TPP) to be provocative. The book raises questions about (among others) deity/God, religion, life after death, reality, salvation, etc. I could write lots about the religious aspects of the story. The short answer is that it didn't convince me to convert and give my life to Jesus. 

In the end, this book was like a century bike ride for me. I accomplished my goal and enjoyed the ride. The journey motivated me to start another ride with the Durants. So far so good with that.Reading has helped me to get this far through the Covid lockdown. 

If you have read The Pilgrim's Progress and/or are fan of Ralph Vaughan Williams, I would love to hear from you. Any intelligent, respectful response is always welcome.

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Written Saturday 30 March 2021 (first day of Spring).










Saturday, February 27, 2021

Tomorrow Never Knows

My newly received copy of "A Wrinkle in Time."

I should be out trying to get a haircut instead of writing this but I have been wanting to do a blog post for such a while and this morning has been such a somewhat bizarre experience that I thought I might capture a bit of it in a blog post.

My sister, Tina, recently sent me a softbound copy of the book "A Wrinkle in Time" by Madeleine L' Engle. To be honest, I was initially annoyed that she had done that since I never expressed an interest in the book and I have plenty to read. However, I was intrigued and attracted by the cover art (which reminded me of one of my favorite childhood books, "The Spaceship Under the Apple Tree" by Lois Slobodkin (see below-what do you think? Are you able to see any similarities?).

I wish I had a copy of this book.


When I saw the audience was ages 10-14, I thought this might be a candidate for reading before bed (i.e., something light and breezy). So I started to read one chapter each evening. However, yesterday was a very challenging and long day (worked from 7 am to 9 pm) that I skipped the reading and postponed it until this morning.

So this morning I read Chapter Four, "The Black Thing." I read it out loud like I have been doing now. That slows me down and helps me focus.To say this is a bizarre chapter (let alone a bizarre book) is an understatement. It reminded me of a drug trip, of an LSD experience (of which I have no first hand knowledge other than John Lennon's Beatles song, "Tomorrow Never Knows").

The speech of one of the supporting characters, Mrs. Who, is almost entirely limited to quotes from classical literature or the like. The quotes are structured in three parts: the original language, the speaker, and the English translation. This chapter includes a quote from Euripides, Nothing is hopeless; we most hope for everything.  

Since I wasn't sure what exactly this quote meant, I looked it up online and found a very interesting blog post entitled Untangling L' Engle's Greek. It was very intriguing but didn't help to understand the meaning. It was actually about a typo. I learned from a comment to the post that the quotes were reportedly taken from DICTIONARY OF FOREIGN PHRASES AND CLASSICAL QUOTATIONS, Edited by H.P.Jones (Edinburgh 1910). Interesting trivia, in a sense, but also a lesson in the importance of accuracy.

The imagery in this chapter is ethereal. Here's a sample:

They left the granite plain and flew over a garden even more beautiful than anything in a dream. In it were many of the creatures like the one Mrs Whatsit had become, some lying among the flowers, some swimming in a broad, crystal river that flowed through the garden, some flying in what Meg was sure must be a kind of dance, moving in and out above the trees. They were making music, music that came not only from their throats but from the movement of their great wings as well.

What are they singing?" Meg asked excitedly.

Mrs Whatsit shook her beautiful head. "It won't go into your words; I can't possibly translate it to your words.

Mrs Whatsit eventually provides a paraphrase that turns out to be a quote from the Book of Isaiah [42:10-12a].

"Listen, then," Mrs Whatsit said. The resonant voice rose and words seemed to be all around them so that Meg felt that she could almost reach out and touch them.

Throughout her entire body Meg felt a pulse of joy such as she had never know before. Calvin's hand reached out; he did not claps her hand in his; he moved his fingers so that they were barely touching hers, but joy flowed through them, back and forth between them, around them and about them and inside them.  

The setting of this chapter is on a planet named Uriel.Curious if there might be some significance to this name, I found a website that explained the Uriel is known in ancient literature as an angel of wisdom, who shines the light of God's truth into the darkness of confusion. Uriel means "God is my light" or "fire of God." It will be interesting to see how this plays out in the rest of the book. 

Turn off your mind, relax and float downstream. 
It is not dying, it is not dying.  
 
Lay down all thoughts, surrender to the void.
It is shining, it is shining.

 That you may see the meaning of within,
It is being, it is being.

That love is all and love is everyone.
It is knowing, it is knowing.

That ignorance and hate may mourn the dead.
It is believing, it is believing.

But listen to the color of your dreams,
it is not living, it is not living.

Or play the game, existence to the end.
Of the beginning, of the beginning.

Tina had the book sent from a bookstore that is run by a cat (similar to Amy's hardware store).

 

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Links:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/A_Wrinkle_in_Time
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Madeleine_L%27Engle
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Tomorrow_Never_Knows
https://jsbangs.com/2008/12/14/untangling-lengles-greek/
https://www.learnreligions.com/meet-archangel-uriel-angel-of-wisdom-124717
http://loganberrybooks.com/
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Written Saturday 27 February 2021

Sunday, January 24, 2021

The Art of Loving


Alternate Title: All I Need is Love.

This post will give you an example of how I can sometimes flitter away my weekend. It will center on Loveđź’– but also has some interesting threads (to me at least). There seems to be three parts.

Part 1: It's So Easy To Fall In Love

I wasn't always like this (I think). Yesterday afternoon I turned on some music while doing paperwork. But this was not background, ambient music to fill the void. It wasn't relaxing classical, or soothing jazz nor one of those Youtube channels, such as Music for doing paperwork (I don't know if there is such a channel but ya never know). 

Instead, I put on Denny Laine's Holly Days album. Actually, this is a Paul McCartney album from 1977 with lead vocals by his guitarist at the time, Denny Laine. If you listen closely you might be able to make out Paul and Linda's background vocals.* This album is short (~30 minutes) and pleasant, containing cover versions of songs by 1950s rock-n-roll legend, Buddy Holly. Note: McCartney had obtained the publishing rights to Holly's music, so this album was rewarding for him in more ways than one. But overall, it's toe tapping, light romantic pop music.

* On "It's So Easy" you can hear Paul and Linda in the background singing the names of the chords (literally: "A-D-E").

 

Part 2. Holly Golightly-Directly From My Heart

Buddy Holly leads to Holly Golightly. Holly Golightly saved my life in the same way as Paul McCartney did: the music strengthened me and lifted me up, especially during tough times. And even though McCartney's music is considerably different from Holly's, there is a McCartney connection (sort of) in this part of my post.

When I got on the computer later that evening, I went looking for one of my favorite Holly Golightly songs, a duet with a singer named Billy Childish: I Believe. It is a hauntingly sensual, tender love song. 

Tell me your thoughts about me

and tell me you'll never leave, you'll never leave.

Place your lips unto mine, like a flower loves a bee.

Tell me your dreams about me,

and make sure that I believe, I believe.

That prompted me to explore some of the songs on their album.


During one of the songs, I saw a related song from a different album with a different collaborator, Directly From My Heart by Dan Melchior & Holly Golightly. I knew the song by Holly alone (see below) but this one was a stripped down, plodding version, almost acoustic, very simple. Intrigued, I noticed that the composer/lyricist was listed as Penniman, as in Little Richard (Penniman) another 1950s rock-n-roller and, like Buddy Holly, a huge influence on Paul McCartney (told ya there was a connection). McCartney did spot-on covers of Little Richard's "Long Tall Sally" during the Beatles live concert era and "Lucille" during the early Wings tours.

Knowing Holly's version, I wasn't making the connection with Little Richard. A YouTube search revealed three very different versions by Little Richard:

Several comments in these YouTubes pointed toward a 1969/70 version by Frank Zappa which follows the original Little Richard soulful gospel-like version but augmented with a jazzy violin.

But my favorite version is by Holly Golightly because its rocking swing arrangement is confident and with strong assurance. And it is short, barely over 2 minutes, which makes me want to play it again (and again).

Direct. Directly from my heart to you. (2X)

Well, You know that I love you. You know that I am so true.

And I pray. I pray our love will last always. 

I pray. I pray our love will last always.

We'll be so happy together darling. I'll love you for the rest of my days. 

 

Part 3. The Art of Loving.

After all that investigating music on the Internet, I needed a break (my ear did too). So I opened a box of books that I recently brought from my storage unit so I could unpack and place them in the new book cases I got for my office. When I lifted the cover off the box, staring up at me was the cover of Erich Fromm's The Art of Loving  This particular edition (1956) is a hard cover that I picked up not long ago at a used book sale (50¢).

I remember reading a paperback edition of The Art of Loving when I was in college-for personal enrichment (see picture below). I don't think I really understood it at the time. I have vague recollections about how the description of loving God affected me. I also recall reading Carl Rogers but, like my Art of Loving reading, both have faded from my memory over the years so that I no longer recall anything specific.

The copy at the left is the newly acquired hard copy.
The edition at the right is the paperback I read during college.

What is rather odd, is what I read when I took the book out of the box and opened it to a random page (98-99). It seemed to me to speak to my ex-wife's relationship with me at times.

More complicated is the kind of neurotic disturbance in love which is based on a ...parental situation occurring when parents do not love each other, but are too restrained to quarrel or to indicate any signs of dissatisfaction outwardly. At the same time, remoteness makes them also unspontaneous in their relationship to their children. What a little girl experiences is an atmosphere of "correctness," but one which never permits a close contact with either father or mother, and hence leaves the girl puzzled and afraid. She is never sure of what the parents feel or think; there is always an element of the unknown, the mysterious, in the atmosphere. As a result, the girl withdraws into a world of her own, day-dreams, remains remote, and retains the same attitude in her relationships later on.

Furthermore the withdrawal results in the development of intense anxiety, a feeling of not being firmly grounded in the world, and often leads to masochistic tendencies as the only way to experience intense excitement. Often such women would prefer having the husband make a scene and shout, to his maintaining a more normal and sensible behavior, because at least it would take away the burden of tension and fear from them; not so rarely they unconsciously provoke such behavior, in order to end the tormenting suspense of affective neutrality.

I was stunned because I saw a lot of touch points in the above with Lynn (although not purely 100%). Upon reflection, I wonder if the above might apply in part to me too, especially when I was young (early elementary school?). This extract is from the chapter entitled, "Love and Its  Disintegration in Contemporary Western Society." As I browse through the surrounding pages in this chapter I see several conditions (situation) that might apply to me (and Lynn). But too late.

In a way, it's kind of sad (and depressing) that so much of the counseling sessions we attended during our marriage were so useless. I don't recall anything like the above that might have helped us to understand our interactions.  When I was at the Newman Center during college, I participated in a group session using the Myers-Briggs Personality Type Indicator. What we learned really helped with my relationship with SueF. Before that, things had been somewhat cold and testy. But afterwards, when we better understood each other, our friendship warmed up and was pleasant and cordial thereafter.

CODA: Relaxing Jazz

After I put the book down, I went back to the computer and noticed an album cover in the Related column that appealed to me. Gerry Mulligan's 1963 album Night Lights is exactly the kind of calming instrumental bachelor pad jazz that I like to relax to (and dream of cuddling with a loving woman).


So, in the end, the love you take is equal to the love you make only love remains.

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Links:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zI758t00hnE
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xRQfnhxY8kQ
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Holly_Days
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Holly_Golightly_(singer)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aSJ5hG7ms_U
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oBB_sjMafIY
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Little_Richard
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gLCFrPZKp9A
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=06YqWV-W-Lw
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G514zjOciws
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KB3HdC-Iums
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-4_WXK4OYII
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Art_of_Loving
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Myers%E2%80%93Briggs_Type_Indicator
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Night_Lights_(Gerry_Mulligan_album)
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=u5PG7aRYS1k

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Written Sunday 24 January 2021.