Apothecary at Vitebsk, by Marc Chagall
I don't want to think a place for you.
Speak to me from everywhere.
Your Gospel can be comprehended
without looking for its sources.
When I go toward you
it is with my whole life.
From The Book of Hours I, 53
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This is like what erin said this morning in "nameless, as the wind blows". God, and the wind, are everywhere, and from places we don't understand. What in us wants to name, and understand sources? And if we give that part of us, alone, free reign, what part of our wholeness is compromised?
ReplyDeleteI agree with you, Ruth. It is in the naming and the futile quest for understanding sources that often stumble and lose our way. As Rilke says, we can be spoken to from anywhere and everywhere, and we can comprehend what needs to be comprehended without "understanding" its sources.
ReplyDeletewe're always there in that place, aren't we? the going toward is only a leaning of the mind through acceptance, isn't it, a more thoughtful witnessing, a recognition?
ReplyDelete(Oh! you've just caught my throat! i have just looked up to see you witness me.(!))
xo
erin
Those last two lines say it all.
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