Day 092g: Courting a canonical Courtyard … (July 15, 2019)
I could feel that it was very close to time for me to depart – very close to the Right Time to get back out onto the Right Road, and yet I felt just as compelled to take a brief stroll through the vaulted halls surrounding the cathedral’s main courtyard …
“I have known many gods, and I have come to realize that he who denies them is just as blind as he who trusts them too deeply. I, on the other hand, seek neither acceptance in this life nor salvation beyond death. In truth the latter might well be the blackness averred by the Nemedian skeptics – or Crom’s realm of ice and cloud – or the snowy plains and vaulted halls of the Nordheimer’s Valhalla. I know not, nor will I ever know, nor do I care. Let me live deeply while I am alive; let me know the rich juices of crisped tofu and the soft-yet-firm resilience of perfect pasta and the ambrosial sting of red wine on my palate. Let me know the warm embrace of good friends and the kind smiles of well-met strangers. Let me know the mad exultation of a battle for justice hard fought – the unbridled peace that comes while watching the oppressed once more walk free. Let the preachers and the politicians and the teachers and the philosophers brood & argue over questions of reality and illusion. For I know this: if life is illusion, then I am no less an illusion, and being thus, the illusion is real to me – and I just as real to it. I know that I live, and I burn with living – I love, I give, and I serve, and thus I am content.” ~ inspired by Robert E. Howar
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