Thus while the days flew by, and
years passed on,
From Nature and her overflowing soul,
I had received so much, that all my
thoughts
Were steeped in feeling; I was only
then
Contented, when with bliss ineffable
I felt the sentiment of Being spread
O’er all that moves and all that
seemeth still;
O’er all that, lost beyond the reach
of thought
And human knowledge, to the human eye
Invisible, yet liveth to the heart.
--William Wordsworth
At times, one who thinks deeply reaches a state of wonder,
that state which is more precious than any intellectual endeavor, for it is
then that he is able to “peek through the cracks of the lattice” (Song of Songs
2:9) that separates the human mind from what lies completely beyond it. During
those moments he lives an endless life that reaches beyond all boundaries of
time, for he feels that he has ascended above the limits of time and space
within which intellect dwells. His soul yearns to leave the confines of his
body, for this sense of the ineffable is essentially the Divine Luminary
revealing Himself to the person, drawing all the desires and passions of the
soul to Him with this revelation of pleasure through wonder.
--Rabbi Yoseph Yitzchak Schneerson, Previous Rebbe of Chabad-Lubavitch
We take it for granted that man's
mind should be sensitive to nature's loveliness. We take it equally for granted
that a person who is not affected by the vision of earth and sky, who has no
eyes to see the grandeur of nature and to sense the sublime, however vaguely,
is not human.
But why, what does it do for us? The
awareness of grandeur does not serve any social or biological purpose; man is
very rarely able to portray his appreciation of the sublime to others or to add
it to his scientific knowledge…Why then expose ourselves to the disquieting
provocation of something that defies our drive to know, to something which may
even fill us with fright, melancholy, or resignation? Still we insist that it
is unworthy of man not to take notice of the sublime.
Perhaps more significant than the
fact of our awareness of the cosmic is our consciousness of having to be aware
of it, as if there were an imperative, a compulsion to pay attention to that
which lies beyond our grasp.
The power of expression is not the monopoly
of man. Expression and communication are, to some degree, something of which
animals are capable. What characterizes man is not only his ability to develop
words and symbols, but also his being compelled to draw a distinction between
the utterable and the unutterable. To be stunned by that which is, but cannot
be put into words.
It is the sense of the sublime that
we have to regard as the root of man's creative activities in art, thought and
noble living. Just as no flora has ever fully displayed the hidden vitality of
the earth, so has no work of art ever brought to expression the depth of the
unutterable, in the sight of which the souls of saints, poets and philosophers
live. The attempt to convey what we see and cannot say is the everlasting theme
of mankind's unfinished symphony, a venture in which adequacy is never
achieved. Only those who live on borrowed words believe in their gift of
expression. A sensitive person knows that the intrinsic, the most essential, is
never expressed. Most-and often the best-of what goes on in us is our own
secret; we have to wrestle with it ourselves. The stirring in our hearts from
watching a star-studded sky is something no language can declare. What smites
us with unquenchable amazement is not that which we grasp and are able to
convey, but that which lies within our reach but beyond our grasp; not the
quantitative aspect of nature, but something qualitative; not what is beyond
our range in time and space, but the true meaning, source and end of being, in
other words, the ineffable.
--Rabbi Abraham Joshua Heschel
Opening chapter of Man is Not Alone-The
Sense of the Ineffable
While living in a world so busy,
occupied with a life so full, should one extricate himself from it all to be
aware of and cultivate…the sense of the ineffable?
“Why should we
philosophers concern ourselves with beauty? That”, said Aristotle,
“is a blind man's question”.
But beauty is part of our
experience. It enhances whatever we're involved with at any time. The Talmud
(Babylonian Talmud, Berachos 57b) asserts that "three things broaden an
individual's mind: a beautiful house, a beautiful wife, and beautiful
objects."
But…the ineffable? Why concern
ourselves with that which is too great or extreme to be expressed or described
in words? Why dedicate time to search out that which is too sacred and pristine
to be uttered?
That question is asked only by
someone that has not yet tasted the light of mysticism. And in truth, by
someone that is still unaware of what it means to be truly human.