This time from the great philosopher’s book On Human Conduct (ht MS):
“Religious faith is the evocation of a sentiment (the love, the glory, or the honor of God, for example, or even a humble caritas), to be added to all others as the motive of all motives in terms of which the fugitive adventures of human conduct, without being released from their mortal and moral conditions, are graced with an intimation of immortality: the sharpness of death and the deadliness of doing overcome, and the transitory sweetness of a mortal affection, the tumult of a grief and the passing beauty of a May [Saturday] morning recognized neither as merely evanescent adventures nor as emblems of better things to come, but as aventures, themselves encounters with eternity.”
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4 responses to “Another One from Michael Oakeshott”
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Yes, I think this must rate as one of Oakeshott's most poetic passages, despite it, or perhaps because of it, appearing in his most brittle work.
I don't think "doing" has to be deadly – although it can be if it's an escape from something else. But work, for example, is quite pleasurable when it's done for itself, simply for the doing of it without any expectation – and can be a form of meditation itself anyway. Ora et labora, baby.
It's like playing tennis simply for the beauty of making the shot, without worrying about the score. And we don't have to forget about/suppress our emotions when we're "doing" things; we can work them out as we do them, sort of as processes in the background that bubble up to the surface. And since we all have to work to stay alive, it's just as well this is possible and in fact helpful.
But perhaps I've misunderstood the reference here; I'm not completely sure why that phrase is in bold….