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“by means of all created things, without exception, the divine assails us, penetrates us, and molds us. we imagined it as distant and inaccessible, whereas in fact we live steeped in its burning layers.”
–teilhard de chardin.
(some quiet and beautiful music)
petra cotes, for her part, loved him more and more as she felt his love increasing, and that was how in the ripeness of autumn she began to believe once more in the youthful superstition that poverty was the servitude of love. both looked back then on the wild revelry, the gaudy wealth, and the unbridled fornication as an annoyance and they lamented that it had cost them so much of their lives to find the paradise of shared solitude. madly in love after so many years of sterile complicity, they enjoyed the miracle of loving each other as much at the table as in bed, and they grew to be so happy that even when they were two worn-out old people they kept on blooming like little children and playing together like dogs.
-gabriel garcía márquez
wonder is my second favorite condition to be in, after love– and i sometimes wonder whether there’s even a difference: maybe love is just wonder aimed at a beloved. wonder is like grace, in that it’s not a condition we grasp: wonder grasps us. we do have the freedom to elude wonder’s grasp. we have the freedom to do all sorts of stupid things. by deploying cynicism, rationalism, fear, arrogance, judgmentalism, we can evade wonder nonstop, all our lives. i’m not too fond of that gnarly old word, sin, but the deliberate evasion of wonder does bring it to mind. it may not be biblically sinful to evade wonder. but it is artistically and spiritually sinful.
-david james duncan.