This morning walking to the bus and then sitting in the chapel I had, not exactly an epiphany, but in quiet and from pain I arrived at a moment of perception and groped towards wordless understanding of what my rational mind says is intractable.
Then of course the day took over, but even now at the end of the day I still remember the physical feeling of what that groping glimpse of perception gave me.
Others would call it just a day dream.
Thursday, 29 July 2010
Dreaming dreams ...
Publié par Jane à l'adresse 20:38
Libellés : leadership, Life, meaning of life, Spirituality of resistance
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2 Comments:
sad, very sad
and wonder-ful
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