Thursday, November 18, 2010
This morning I'm thinking about the unresolved stuff in my life--relationships, etc.-- not merely unresolved but seemingly unresolvable.
And I look around me and see that there is unresolved stuff in other people's lives too.
But there is a kind of painful beauty, even a glory in the unresolved...in the very fact that nothing's finished yet, that it's still all going on, molecule by molecule, nano-second by nano-second, generation by generation, visibly and invisibly...
In it. We are in it.
The end: inextricable from the process through which it is slowly and strangely revealed.