SAND IN DIVINE METAPHOR? While I've never thought of this connection before but it's such a poignant question (whether or not you asked in in jest!). If nature is an expression of the Will of the Divine in and through the contingent world, there must be something there. Maybe it's that the sand symbolises how revelation (the ocean) interacts with the world of humanity (the land/sand): never quite apart but distinct in their power and transformative spaces. The spiritual and material worlds converge but they're not one and the same. Or maybe it's about how sand is shaped by the waves (!!) and each grain is unique yet indistinguishable in the collective mass. Every soul is at once unique and united with every other soul. Also, isn't sand shaped over time by the ocean's power? Through the erosion of rocks and shells; just as humanity and civilisations are also refined and shaped over centuries through Divine Revelation?
Yes, this is cool. Sand exists at the margins of Papatūānuku and Tangaroa, where they touch. In a way it expresses both - the sea can whimsically shift cubic kilometres of sand in one storm, but beyond the beach the land remains unfazed, a place to stand.
Personally I love sand, well most of it - y'know the sand from my home town is just way better. Anyway, in my shoes . . . even in my sleeping bag, yeah, just yeah.
I used to love sand till I lived by the beach. Lesson: too much of something is never a good thing!
Amen sister!
Do you think sand has a place in the metaphor of the Ocean of God's revelation?
SAND IN DIVINE METAPHOR? While I've never thought of this connection before but it's such a poignant question (whether or not you asked in in jest!). If nature is an expression of the Will of the Divine in and through the contingent world, there must be something there. Maybe it's that the sand symbolises how revelation (the ocean) interacts with the world of humanity (the land/sand): never quite apart but distinct in their power and transformative spaces. The spiritual and material worlds converge but they're not one and the same. Or maybe it's about how sand is shaped by the waves (!!) and each grain is unique yet indistinguishable in the collective mass. Every soul is at once unique and united with every other soul. Also, isn't sand shaped over time by the ocean's power? Through the erosion of rocks and shells; just as humanity and civilisations are also refined and shaped over centuries through Divine Revelation?
What do you think??
Yes, this is cool. Sand exists at the margins of Papatūānuku and Tangaroa, where they touch. In a way it expresses both - the sea can whimsically shift cubic kilometres of sand in one storm, but beyond the beach the land remains unfazed, a place to stand.
Personally I love sand, well most of it - y'know the sand from my home town is just way better. Anyway, in my shoes . . . even in my sleeping bag, yeah, just yeah.