It’s time to go home. It’s time to go back to where you belong. It’s time to discover what you really are.*
People of faith and hope are often unrealistic, and the realists have little faith or hope. We shall find a way out of the present situation only if realism and faith become blended again as they were in some of the great teachers of mankind.**
Journeys come in all sorts of shape and size.
I have been reading through several books and posts this morning –
A first journey of the day through ideas and stories,
And I have been gathering words along the way:
I think I am noticing these because I sense a journey ahead<
A journey that can be surprising and meaningful,
Or mundane and predictable.
It’s how I put these words together that will
Every idea and every
pursuit of an idea inside us
is life. …
The lack of ideas is death.^
*Susan Cain’s Bittersweet;
**Erich Fromm’s The Revolution of Hope:
^Peter Turchi’s A Muse and A Maze; from Thomas Bernhard’s Correction.