On mysticism

  On mysticism 

We met in our backyard, socially distanced. Axel was complaining about how difficult preaching is. “For example,” he was saying, “Sunday’s epistle is 2 Peter 3, and . . . .” Bel interrupted,

     “But that’s just what the mystics tell us, isn’t it?” she said. “That we don’t know what we’re talking about.”
     She was completely serious, so I didn’t say: “Of course they do. They know, only they can’t tell us: there are no words. Which is damn lucky for them.”
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 Later, I was telling Roz about this.
     “Good,” she said.
     “Good what?”
     “Good that you didn’t say that.”
                                                            12.11.20

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Catching up with my world: Axel Sundstrøm; Bel Monk; Roz.