"He who has tasted this light understands of what I am speaking. Once tasted, this light tortures the soul all the more with hunger for it, for the soul feeds on it but is never satiated, and the more it tastes it, the more it hungers. This light, which draws the mind as the sun draws the eyes, this light, inexplicable in itself, which however becomes explicable, only not in words but by the experience of him who receives its influence, or rather who is wounded by it - this light, commands me to be silent."Philotheus of Sinai
"A thousand miles would you run to speak with another who you knew really felt it, and yet when you got there, find yourself speechless." The Cloud of Unknowing (Anonymous)
Cradle Catholic, wife, mom, friend, employee, volunteer and generally good-natured black sheep. I've asked Our Lady of Perpetual Help (Notre Dame de Bon Secours) to monitor me here. PERPETUAL HELP. There you go.
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