What would lead a soul to choose eternal separation from the source of all its life and happiness?
We all feel oppressed by time. It hems us in and demands our attention when we would rather not. Baudelaire recommends us to “be drunken always” if we are to escape it’s oppression.
A Mystery, in short, is an invitation to the mind. For it means that there is an inexhaustible well of Truth from which the mind may drink and drink again
It’s been a mixed up week. Holidays, snow days and sick days meant I spent a lot of time at home this week. It was a nice reminder of life before work. I also read and listened to a bunch of things that got all jumbled up in my mind. I’m still pondering them ― searching for the meaning. Instead, I’m just going to share quotes.
The words use to flow quickly and easily. Scraps of paper, margins, notebooks, all covered with words — it was really a kind of graphomania. One day I came to the conclusion that it was all just ridiculous noise and I put them away.
It is late in the Christmas season when we finally put up our tree; late to most people but really only the third week of Advent — Gaudete Sunday. On January 1, while the majority of trees are being returned to boxes in the basement or hauled to the curb, ours lingers a quiet twinkly beacon of Christmas.