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Revealing possibility.
Near the end of the 14th century, a young woman of thirty experienced a near-fatal illness – one she had prayed for over some time in order that she might know the suffering of Christ. In fact, she had wished for death so that… Continue Reading “Revealing possibility.”
What, me?
In all the academic writing, the poetry analysis, the travel updates I haven’t done a personal update in quite awhile. It’s not that I have nothing going on (obviously!) but some of what’s been going on has been personal and also – all my… Continue Reading “What, me?”
Empty the Glass of Your Desire (Poetry Analysis)
Join yourself to friends and know the joy of the soul. Enter the neighborhood of ruin with those who drink to the dregs. Empty the glass of your desire so that you won’t be disgraced. Stop looking for something out there and begin seeing… Continue Reading “Empty the Glass of Your Desire (Poetry Analysis)”
Scattered notes on Rumi
I am feeling a little loopy from travel yesterday (and the time change) so I’m simply posting some brief thoughts on Rumi rather than trying to craft a coherent post before class today. Sad, because when I first read Love is a Stranger a… Continue Reading “Scattered notes on Rumi”
One Long Struggle – Part Two
As I head out to New York City – land of Occupy Wall Street among many other historic struggles – I am reflecting on Lucretius and the Epicureans a bit further. One question that was posed in our Saturday discussion/lecture was “Are we approaching… Continue Reading “One Long Struggle – Part Two”
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