Joseph
Campbell in his book The Masks of God: Oriental Mythology relates an
interesting incident... A western
sociologist had been taken to every Shinto shrine in Japan, and had
become very confused by this uniquely Japanese form of worship. “He had
observed the stately procession of the priests in their white vestments
and black headdresses and black wooden shoes. He had heard the eerie
risings of the spirit-like music, the pluckings of the koto, the
alternating light and heavy drumbeats, the wind instruments and great
gongs mingling with the sounds of wind and pines and sea. He had watched
the heavily garbed dancers, some masked, others not, moving in
dreamlike trance against intoned utterances. Then the whole thing would
be over, the ritual done. But what did it mean?
“Finally at a lawn party in a Japanese garden of rocks and lakes and pagodas and paths leading into unforeseen vistas, he confronted a Shinto priest with his dilemma. ‘I’ve been to your Shinto shrines and I’ve seen quite a few of your ceremonies’, he explained, ‘but I still don’t get your ideology or your theology.’ The Japanese priest pondered the visiting sociologist’s question and then respectfully answered with a smile. ‘We do not have ideology. We do not have theology. We dance.’ ”
“Finally at a lawn party in a Japanese garden of rocks and lakes and pagodas and paths leading into unforeseen vistas, he confronted a Shinto priest with his dilemma. ‘I’ve been to your Shinto shrines and I’ve seen quite a few of your ceremonies’, he explained, ‘but I still don’t get your ideology or your theology.’ The Japanese priest pondered the visiting sociologist’s question and then respectfully answered with a smile. ‘We do not have ideology. We do not have theology. We dance.’ ”
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