Sometimes when I try to reach God, my words get in the way. They become road blocks in my life rather than pathways to the sacred
They become obstacles rather than blessings.
All those words that I gather up so carefully and rearrange with such devotion suddenly seem a bit empty. The meaning falls out of them and I am inclined to mark through them with a red pen and sit down at the table of silence.
Ah... silence. For the first time in my life I live alone and i am learning about silence. I walk around the lake and try to look without words. I am addicted to words! I cannot stop from naming everything. Thank you for coming to your blog Macrina. Thank you for the gift of your words.
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ReplyDeleteahhhhhh...much love Macrina
ReplyDeleteHey, nice blog. As someone who likes words, you might be interested in my series of posts explaining cryptic crosswords. If you haven't got into them already, you might get hooked! I find them just so much more satisfying than ordinary crosswords. This is the first in what has now evolved into a daily series. http://caroleschatter.blogspot.co.nz/2012/01/cryptic-crosswords-solving-hints-1.html
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