Crooked Finger (crookedfingers) wrote,
Crooked Finger

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the liberating dynamism of stillness

It is in the death flow 11:14 AM late Saturday morning. Outside this morning it is cold and partly sunny. It seems to me there is more cloud cover than actual sunlight this morning. But at least it is not snowing right now outside.

I got up this morning around 7 o'clock AM. I got up ate breakfast and messed with our main computer. After messing with our main computer I wrote in my paper diary and read. I also made a video this morning for my Youtube channel.

Carol got home from work around 8:45 AM and went to bed around 9:30 AM. I have been mainly wandering the house and reading from a book titled, 'An Ocean Of Light: Contemplation, Transformation, and Liberation' by Martin Laird.

I plan to do nothing today but drift. We are already in the middle of the month. It will soon be over.

Last night I read 'The Spiritual Canticle' by St John of the Cross and went to bed my normal time. Now it is another day to face what comes my way.

Carol works tonight and tomorrow night, then she is off seven nights from work. Next month Carol will be only working part-time and drawing social security. We are old people now. Who will go first Carol or me?

I suppose I will close to drift.

"6. Besides this habitual satisfaction and peace, the flowers of the vir- tues of this garden are so wont to open within her and spread their fra-grance, it seems - and so it is - that she is filled with the delights of God.

And I said that the flowers of the virtues within her are wont to open, because even though she is filled with perfect virtues she is not always enjoying them actually although, as I said, she ordinarily does enjoy the peace and tranquility they cause. We can say that in this life they are present in the soul as flower buds in a garden. It is sometimes a wonderful thing to see them all open through the Holy Spirit and diffuse a marvelous variety of fragrance.

The soul will behold in herself the mountain flowers mentioned above, which are the abundance, grandeur, and beauty of God; and, intertwined among them, the lilies of the wooded valleys, which stand for rest, refreshment, and protection; and next, interspersed there, the fragrant roses of the strange islands, referring to the strange knowledge of God. Then too she will be struck by the scent of the lilies beside the resounding rivers, which we said represented the greatness of God filling every soul. And she will perceive from the jasmine interwoven there a fragrance diffused by the whistling of love-stirring breezes, which we also said the soul enjoys in this state. Likewise she is aware of all the other virtues and gifts we mentioned: the tranquil knowledge, silent music, sounding solitude, and the delightful and loving supper.

And sometimes her experience and enjoyment of these flowers united together is such that she can very truthfully say: "Our bed is in flower, bound round with linking dens of lions." Happy is the soul who in this life merits at some time the enjoyment of the fragrance of these divine flowers!" 'The Spiritual Canticle' Stanza 24 section 6 St John of the Cross

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