Glory Window, Thanksgiving Square Chapel in Dallas, Texas
I have seen three blog posts in the last week that seem to touch on the same phenomenon or which seem to have sprung from the same source of wisdom.
The first post, informed by the wisdom of the Upanishads, looks at the whole spectrum of speed in the universe between inertia and the speed of life. The manifested world moves frantically, there is constant flurry of activity, but in the centre of the spiral there is stillness, no movement. I found it interesting to read in Cirlot’s Dictionary of Symbols that in Egyptian hieroglyphs the spiral refers to cosmic forms in motion and the “relationship between unity and multiplicity.”
The second post is a wonderful poem, in which the reader gets transported into the eye of the hurricane, where the wisdom of the Upanishads sits.
And finally the third one brings in the Taoist perspective, looking at the spiral again; and at the inner space, the space between lines, the intangible out of which the tangible arises.
As a bonus, being really obsessed with spiral staircases, I have discovered this great article with 101 dizzying spiral staircase images: