November 21, 2011
“There is a twilight zone in our hearts that we ourselves cannot see. Even when we know quite a lot about ourselves – our gifts and weaknesses, our ambitions and aspirations, our motives and our drives – large parts of ourselves remain in the shadow of consciousness. This is a very good thing. We will always remain partially hidden to ourselves. Other people, especially those who love us, can often see our twilight zones better than we ourselves can. The way we are seen and understood by others is different from the way we see and understand ourselves. We will never fully know the significance of our presence in the lives of our friends. That’s a grace, a grace that calls us not only to humility, but to a deep trust in those who love us. It is the twilight zones of our hearts where true friendships are born.”
“The closest thing we have to the language of Angels is the language of poetry,” and angels are pure intelligence. Poetry is the language of the intellect, it is a language of images and symbols. Truth is the object of the Intellect. Truth can only be expressed through symbols and images, because the truth, reality, and being itself escape both classification and enumeration. A symbol is synthetic, it is capable of uniting opposites. It expresses a reality that can only be understood through intuition. It is a sign: a pointer towards a greater reality. Only such a language is proper for the search for knowledge. Leave the rest for those who see profit in gathering information like machines.