We are told that St. Francis used to spend whole nights praying the same prayer: “Who are you, God? And who am I?” Evelyn Underhill claims it’s almost the perfect prayer. The abyss of your own soul and the abyss of the nature of God have opened up, and you are falling into both of them simultaneously.
Richard Rohr (via madeliteral)
just read an anne carson essay that dovetails w this and i’m realizing that a lot of people who are very thoughtful about religion experience it as a sort of constant horror
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just moving along like everyone else 