Thursday, 11 February 2010
Pillars of the Church
History has produced a superabundance of misfits and oddities, perhaps never more so than in the saints and ascetics in the early Christian Church; perhaps never more so in the so-called pillar saints, the most renowned of whom is Saint Simeon, also known as Simon Stylites, who lived in the fourth century AD in what is now Syria. In him a tradition of self-mortification was taken to a particularly acute extreme.
There is something grossly morbid, I have to say, about this man for all of his alleged saintliness, something repellent in his obsessive mortification of the flesh; he was even expelled from the monastic community which he entered at the age of seventeen after several bouts of fasting brought him close to death.
Thereafter, in about 423, he became a stylite, from the Greek stylos, meaning pillar. That is to say he set himself on a nine foot pillar, which increased in size over the years, supposedly in order to escape from those who would interrupt his solitude and meditation, finally taking him some sixty feet from the ground. Here he remained, day and night, through all weathers and all seasons, for the last twenty years of his life.
The plinth, all that remains of the pillar, can still be seen today in the ruined Byzantine church of Saint Simeon a few miles to the north of the modern city of Aleppo. It’s surmounted by a huge boulder, which mysteriously appeared a few decades ago.
Simeon was never to attain the solitude he craved. As his fame grew, as people became aware of his pathological and morbid devotions, more and more came to see this oddity of faith, including three Byzantine emperors. Bowing to public demand, he delivered exhortations twice daily, also sitting in judgement in the fashion of Solomon on cases brought before him. Still, wedded to that tiny spot, never coming down, there seems to me to be something altogether repellent about this. It was later written that his excrement, which ran down the length of the column, looked like wax from a taper.
Simeon died on the top of his pillar on 24 July, 459, aged about seventy, but his example persisted setting a fashion, setting a trend that looks distinctly Monty Python from the perspective of the modern age. By the sixth century the Orontes Valley around Antioch was crowded with these eccentrics. In From the Holy Mountain William Dalrymple says that if one was struck by lightening- a fairy frequent occurrence- his rivals’ would all interpret this as a sign of God’s displeasure, probably indicating that the unfortunate victim was a secret heretic.
The pillar saints did move west, making it as far as Trier before the trend was eventually abandoned. Why? Well, it was too cold! Saints, like some wines, clearly do not travel well. :-)
Posted by Anastasia F-B at 16:24
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St Simeon repellant, Ana? Of course! That is what he wanted you to think. That was the point of his being there.ReplyDelete
I am waiting for either Gordon or Dave to make a similar gesture. Then I could marvel at the change in their respective fortunes. Nelson's column sounds a likely spot.
Not the man, Jamie, the method, this extreme asceticism which to my admittedly modern mind seems grotesque and unhealthy; it seems anti-life, if that makes sense. Times change. I imagine even the most dedicated Christian would find this a step too far. :-)ReplyDelete
Dearest Ana. Your understanding of older cultures and mores marks you as an angel. I have transferred your name from my little black book (reserved for the Modern Misguided) to my little red book (where live my Fruity Favs). I have also awarded you a gold star. ;-)ReplyDelete
Yes, it's the culture that decides what is merely bad and what is outrageous. I think, however, that you could have mentioned that the likes of the pillar-dwellers were discouraged by the Church, and some even rapped on the knuckles. Just to be fair and hygienic.
You've made my day, Jamie. :-) Nice blog, BTW, you should have told me before. Wordpress seems a bit limited, though.ReplyDelete
Great article! From our perspective, Simeon was definitely a fruitcake. It is said that people would gawk in awe and wait for the maggots to fall from his body so that they might munch on the tiny little morsels. Hmmm
Sadly, with religion as with politics, people will go to great lengths to prove their points if to nobody other than themselves.
Loved your article!
Thanks, Mark. He's a bizarrly fascinating character and, yes, I did know that story about the maggots. Yuck! :-)ReplyDelete