Reverence and awe

I ran across an odd statement this morning:  “Our brains are no longer conditioned for reverence and awe.”

I think that might be true.   I’ve done quite a bit of reading on and off over the years, attempting to really capture the medieval mindset.  One thing that is radically different is that very few people in medieval times were taught to question.  This is the way the world is, and you just have to deal with that.  But, as a consequence of that, people were very willing to let mysteries be mysterious.  You didn’t have to work out how the magician does his trick, or uncover the hidden meanings behind the storyteller’s tales, or know the lengths that a king must go to to provide for his people.

Things just happened.  And that was awesome.

People were allowed to just sit back and marvel in the simple wonder of the experience, whether that be religious, fantastic, or more prosaic.  A thunderstorm was powerful and emotionally moving.  This was not just because it spoke to the tiny hindbrain that still hadn’t caught up to the evolution of safe and snug shelter.  But, because no one, no one, knew what was actually making all the sounds, or where the winds came from.  Mysterious beings venting their frustrations made as much sense as any other explanation.

These days, it is much harder to simply revere the world around us.  We know too much.  We are given warning of the thunderstorm days in advance, often along with a description of why it is forming.  It blunts the emotional punch.  Further, we are now conditioned from a young age to ask questions.  Especially here in the US, we are taught, both explicitly and implicitly, that it is right to challenge authority and tradition.  That to sit on our butts and not try to learn about the world around us is lazy and wrong.  As much as I respect and cherish that attitude, I think that it does get in the way of simple reverence.  The person who has a garden filled with flowers “just because they’re pretty” is often mocked for not thinking more deeply about her choices.

What is wrong with appreciating things on a simple level?  Can we accept the beauty, power, or ability of a person or thing without having to dig deeper?  I think that we can.  And, I think that it is occasionally good to do so.  But, I think that for us poor modern sods, reverence is now something that takes conscious effort.  We have to decide to allow our jaded brains to relax, and just soak in the experience.

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