Copyright Lance
Kinseth 2012
RADIANCE IS THAT WHICH we refer to in namaste as perhaps its essence—seeing light emanating from
ourselves and from others and from all events that we experience. But seeing the radiance is perhaps much more rare than imagining the radiance when we offer namaste. Seeing
radiance requires practiced calmness and openness.
Sometimes radiance may come spontaneously in what we call
“peak experiences.” Perhaps we are
in a rare landscape and come to experience a light emanating from everything,
from objects or other persons or the flow of wind or water. But as a peak experience, we stand to
quickly lose it.
In Pilgrim At Tinker Creek, Annie Dillard writes,
Then one day I was walking along
Tinker Creek thinking of nothing at
all and I saw the tree with the
lights in it. I saw the backyard
cedar
where the mourning doves roots
charged and transfigured, each cell
buzzing with flame. I stood on the grass with the lights in
it, grass that
was wholly fire, utterly focused
and utterly dreamed. It was less
like
seeing than being for the first
time seen, knocked breathless by a powerful
glance. The
flood of fire abated but I am still spending the power.
Similarly, from a poetic perspective, in the international
anthology of poetry edited by Czeslaw Milosz, A Book Of Luminous Things [Harcourt Brace, 1996], Milosz selects poems that
are realist and accessible, and that ‘illuminate’ the “secret of a thing.”
When we get it and however we get it and for however long we
have it, one of the qualities that this ‘light’ produces is a sense of the
disappearance of otherness—separation.
At first, this holistic view can appear to be a dream, because the world
that awe have come to know seems to be a landscape of differences. And yet, the obvious differences may
come to be understood to be facets of the whole. And emotionally, there be the experience of expansion, thus
reducing anxiety that may be associated with a sense of constriction and
isolation/separation, and a newfound landscape of support.
The mountains,
rivers, earth, grasses, trees, and forests, are
always emanating a subtle, precious light, day and night,
always
emanating a subtle, precious
sound, demonstrating and expounding
to all people the unsurpassed
ultimate truth.
It is just
because you miss it right where you are, or avoid it
even as you face it, that you
are unable to attain actual use of it.
[76, Zen maser
Yuansou, in Thomas Cleary, Zen Essence]
Such luculent, luminous radiance will most likely remain invisible
in the fast pace of the everyday.
In the return of daylight that marks the coming of the New Year in the
Northern Hemisphere, this light may be symbolically expressed in the
electrified Yule tree and lights that decorate houses and lawn ornaments that
metaphorically illuminate the everyday.
But in any season, by stilling and quieting and calming,
Dillard’s “lights/fire” and Milosz’s “secret of a thing” and Yuansou’s “subtle,
precious light”—may be opened and lived.
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