Station to Station…

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Origins

The stations were originally the stopping points of a seven-fold reparatory pilgrimage from the tomb of Jesus to the house of Pilate.

The original icons showed; Jesus carrying the cross,
Jesus falling for the first time,
Jesus meeting his mother,
Veronica wiping the face of Jesus,
Jesus falling the second time
And Jesus nailed to the cross…

…A Week of Sorrows.

Dark Sage

11 thoughts on “Station to Station…

  1. So why venerate suffering? Does it actually honor Jesus’ life or message to be fixated so on the way he died? No one else in history is still depicted after death with their scars of mortality. Have you ever met someone who died in battle but is now crossed over in the light who insisted on appearing to you with gory gash wounds or no head or whatever? No one in the light does that. They haven’t died, is half the reason. It no longer matters. They could hardly care. Death is just one moment in an infinite dance of being and becoming. From the point of view of unconditional love, we remain whole. Why would we mourn or dwell on a supposed loss we no longer see as such? And instead we would bring comfort and love to those still physically existing. It’s plain disrespectful to the living, is quite a bit of the other reason. So on reflection, would not the same points be made regarding the living toward their departed?

    And any way, is the strength in living found in devout somber and grave reflection, sorry the pun, over how one has fallen, or rather in the celebration of how one rises? For another thing, how would you feel if you died in an awful way, and for over two millennia people symbolically reenacted the way of your exit from this world, and routinely reflected on it, and dwelled on it extensively, building programs and structures and physical objects that depicted it in living memory? For surely after so long, were anyone to follow you into the world beyond and ask you about it, you might have personally forgotten the majority of the details, it having occurred so long ago. Why would this unknown person be more invested in your manner of death than you? You probably forgot it as soon as you arrived in your loved ones’ arms on the other side, to live in an exciting, surprising new way. And how much more powerful to commemorate how you or someone else lived?

    I know Christians do that as well, celebrate Jesus’ life. He was brutally tortured. Does such a dark moment need to be mined again and again for the possible light it contained? Would not faith indicate the need, rather, to trust that such a shadow has long since gone, as nature and love heals its own, and to trust that the light remains strong as ever, in the person of Jesus, and every person and being, who has always been the light, and the light them, regardless of corporeal or physical status.

    Why, I ask then, these rituals of suffering and sorrow. Where you put your intention and attention, there you focus and call forth its power. Much better, I say, to cultivate the power in you. Have you known not your spiritual equality? And when the focus is on death, the transformation of life gets eclipsed, duality reinforced, when it is not the case that one needs to suffer with, as in the same way as, another, alive in any form, in order to cultivate compassion. For those who have suffered a similar experience, a war victim, a torture victim, having an experience like the stations might be healing because the person must reconcile such an experience within herself. But not to go on with it repeatedly. This I have never understood about Christianity, its most revered depiction of its god in the form of the human Jesus is not his brilliant spirit, but what he as such a spirit endured. And it is unclear how this liberates them, the Christians, helps them to find within who they truly are, or even cultivates compassion or allows those in need to grieve their inevitable losses.

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    1. The ‘crucifixion’ as a central tenet of Roman Catholic faith is certainly contentious. As are the ‘stations’ as a spiritual exercise which is what we have here… Stick with this as it develops Eilis you may find something liberating…

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  2. A beautiful post. I remember as a very young child (before I was old enough to know what the Stations of the Cross were) looking with awe at each station. I was always fascinated by them.

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