Oculus Habent's Journal: Writing: Between

This is where I live, in the moments in between the shocks and horrors. In these sweet seconds, I find bliss and solitude. I wrap myself around these moments and let them flow into me and hope -- hope beyond reason or logic or faith -- that it will hold me through to the next one.

And then I run.

Where I Disappeared

[Jeremiah Cornelius]

In After the Ecstasy, the Laundry, Jack Kornfield writes,

As we awaken, we discover that we are not limited by who we think we are. All the stories we tell ourselves - the judgments, the problems, the whole identity of the small sense of self, "the body of fear" - can be released in a moment, and a timeless sense of grace and liberation can open up for us.
St John of the Cross, in A Cloud of Unknowing, spoke of this when he wrote that to awaken we must "be willing to tread for a long time as a blind man in da