We who have no hope must yet hope. We who have tasted death must look through it to life. We must journey & believe that we will arrive, though we suspect we cannot.
We must wear our inside on the outside, & believe that we can internalize that which is external, believe that we can transform it through our spiritual bowels into hope.
What madness is this?
It is the madness of mercy. It is divine mercy, which transforms all things into glory through love, mixing & blending all – good, evil, up, down, right, wrong – into a mad swirl Beyond our senses. We Name the swirl Nirvana, Heaven, Paradise – unknowable & yet deeply known.
Ariyawen 