But in order to become free - what a task, what a struggle, what a purging!
Liberation from the clutches of the senses is no small thing for sensual creatures like us.
To reach the "night of the senses" - the time when we become rulers of our own passions and are able to resist the extravagances of taste in physical pleasure - that take some fasting!
But this is nothing yet. This is only the beginning-baby stuff, you might say.
There's more to come!
To reach the "night of the senses" - the time when we become rulers of our own passions and are able to resist the extravagances of taste in physical pleasure - that take some fasting!
But this is nothing yet. This is only the beginning-baby stuff, you might say.
There's more to come!
There is another darker, much more painful night.
It is the "night of the soul", the night in which we chatterboxes have to learn to keep still.
We who are so ready to ask for things - now we shall not dare to ask.
We fall silent, thunderstruck with the grandeur that confronts us: God.
It is the "night of the soul", the night in which we chatterboxes have to learn to keep still.
We who are so ready to ask for things - now we shall not dare to ask.
We fall silent, thunderstruck with the grandeur that confronts us: God.
The night of the spirit is the mature ability of a human being to love God in the dark, to except the design even without seeing it, to bear the distance without complaining, even when love thrusts us towards him until we writhe with longing.
- From Why, O Lord? by Carlo Carretto
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