"Heaven has a road, but no one travels it; Hell has no gate, but men will bore through to get there."

Saturday, March 1, 2008


If we could let go of our own obsession
With what we think is the meaning of it all,
We might be able to hear His call
And follow Him in His mysterious cosmic dance.
We do not have to go very far to catch echoes of that game,
And of that dancing.
When we are alone on a starlit night;
When by chance we see the migrating birds in autumn
Descending on a grove of junipers to rest and eat;
When we see children in a moment when they are really children;
When we know love in our own hearts; or when,
Like the Japanese poet Basho
We hear and old frog land in a quiet pond with a solitary splash-
At such times the awakening,
The turning inside out of all values,
The newness, the emptiness and the purity of vision,
That make themselves evident,
Provide a glimpse of the cosmic dance...
Yet the fact remains that we are invited to forget ourselves on purpose,
Cast our awful solemnity to the winds
And join in the general dance.
-Thomas Merton

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