2 results for (book:ur1 AND session:679 AND stemmed:cathol)
mystical
grandfather
religious
Burdo
daemons
(I reminded Jane that since she belonged to no religion now [having left the Roman Catholic Church when she was 19 years old], her mystical nature would choose other avenues of expression than religious ones; as in these sessions, for instance. Perhaps, I suggested, it would turn out that one of her main endeavors would be to enlarge the boundaries of “ordinary” mystical experience itself, to show it operating outside of accepted religious frameworks. I added that within those religious boundaries, mystics across the centuries and throughout the world have given voice to the same ideas in almost the same words, and that as an “independent” mystic Jane was in a position to approach the situation from a freer; more individual standpoint: She would be able to add fresh insights to what is certainly one of the species’ all-pervasive, unifying states. For the mystical way surely speaks about our origins. 2
(Yet, somewhat ironically, Jane’s inherent abilities first began to show themselves, even if on unrealized or “unconscious” levels, within the very disciplined structure of Catholicism. And she had reinforced that framework by demanding her transfer from a public to a Catholic grade school.
(I asked her about her childhood feelings, in line with Seth’s description of her mystical nature in the 679th session. Jane told me that during those years she’d had no idea that she might be anything so esoteric as a “mystic.” She was simply herself, and her sense of self, with her individual abilities and appreciation of the world she created and reacted to, grew in a very natural manner as she matured. Through her involvement with the Catholic church, she became aware of the quality called “mysticism” in connection with the saints of that church — but still she had no idea of attributing such a quality to herself. Her desire, her drive, was to write.
mystical
Linden
photograph
n.y
church
[...] She wears a print dress that had been given to her in the Roman Catholic orphanage in Troy, some 35 miles from Saratoga Springs; she’d spent the previous 18 months there in the institution while her mother had been hospitalized in another city for treatment of rheumatoid arthritis. [...]
[...] At his preference and demand, he changed from a public to a Catholic school after the third grade.4 This was against his mother’s judgment. [...]
[...] Well over a year before this picture was taken, in fact, Ruburt was sent to a Catholic home.5 There, unconventional thought was not tolerated. [...]