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RE: A Steemit Exclusive Conversation with Yahia Lababidi
“Theologians may quarrel, but the mystics of the world speak the same language.”
― Meister Eckhart
Thank you for reminding me that the exchange of ideas (words! words!) is such a great thing, I'd be short-sighted to think "no more will I go there."
But words, if they matter, are marinated, first, in silence, my dear... Thinking of you, this morning (seconds before reading this) and wanted to share some words and an image:
“Vocation to Solitude — To deliver oneself up, to hand oneself over, entrust oneself completely to the silence of a wide landscape of woods and hills, or sea, or desert; to sit still while the sun comes up over that land and fills its silences with light. To pray and work in the morning and to labor and rest in the afternoon, and to sit still again in meditation in the evening when night falls up on that land and when the silence fills itself with darkness and with stars… to belong completely to such silence, to let it soak into the bones, to breathe nothing but silence, to feed on silence, and to turn the very substance of life into a living and vigilant silence.”
—Thomas Merton from Thoughts In Solitude (Farrar, Straus and Giroux, 1956).
Pictured: Odilon Redon, Silence, 1900, Museum of Modern Art (MoMA), New York City, NY, US
Oh, I love Thomas Merton, and this image is haunting, and compelling! Thanks, Yahia!
My pleasure <3