Always, always new beginnings. With old carrryovers: continuing sinus difficulties; the red pill Sudafed is a four-hour reliable throat clock. Quite manageable discomfort.New ELWs arrived yesterday. Lovely hymnals. Most become intimate with them.
Thursday, a collectable Angelic Mistakes: The Art of Thomas Merton arrived my postal mail. In addition to everything, a printmaker. Absolutely remarkable. More than all, however, am learning who I am from Pramuk's Sophia: The Hidden Christ of Thomas Merton, slowly unpuzzling that enigma in the Athanasian Creed: "He is united because God has taken humanity into himself; he does not transform deity into humanity."
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