Friday, July 13, 2018

“You are like Odysseus, who could go out onto the great sea, lose all his goods and his friends, come to the boundaries of death and return still himself.” – Gillian Bradshaw

From “The Human Condition: A User’s Manual,” by Arnold Kunst
11 July
Periodically I must “come apart for a little while,” as it says in the Bible. It’s all about feeding the soul, and that’s what happens when I confront yet again the riddle of an ever-cleansing sea cleansing an ever-cleansed shore, to answer yet again the beckoning whisper of the wind, the gossamer spread of stars splashed with prodigal abandon across the cobalt-blue of a midnight sky. I am called to delve because clearly deep is calling unto deep. To delve with courage and persistence and innocence and a sense of humor, with faith that when I dive off the edge I will be caught and sustained utterly in love. For it is only then that I will ever taste the height and depth and majesty of mystical communion such as I was made for. And when I do it right I’ll show Odysseus himself the meaning of journey.

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