Antique Saturday

Antique Saturday

walk, coffee, and a sea of strangers… that was my request today when asked what did I want to do.

The place we found was perfect, perhaps not as crowded as I anticipated, but crowded enough. Sometimes you just want to have company without the burden of talking, and what is best than a bunch of strangers wandering around as if all it’s important yet nothing significant enough to stop….New York for ya… 

Dark Night

I am so lost, as if I no longer know who I am. How can “not knowing” be divine guidance? This is the dark night of the soul, where the divine strips away all your pretensions and stories, and leaves you with nothing to cling to but God alone. And eventually, not even that will suffice. “My God, My God, why have thou forsaken me” (Mark 15:34) proclaimed a man at the cross while he was living his darkest hour, and in the mist of his metamorphosis experience, his soul didn’t understand the process of stripping from a simple Jew named Jesus to a divine entity called God. Perhaps the soul is only lost when it imagines there is someone or somewhere else you are supposed to be. Stay with the KNOWING and see what comes next…..