What I Try To Point

Open Your Heart, Your Gaze, To The Visitations Of Angels, Even If The Gifts They Bring May Not Be Centeredness And Balance But Eccentricity And A Wholly Unfamiliar Sense Of Pleasure Called Joy.

As Plotinus Tells Us, We Elected The Body, The Parents, The Place, And The Circumstances That Suited The Soul And That, As The Myth Says, Belongs To Its Necessity.

We Would Like Otherworldly Visitations To Come As Distinct Voices With Clear Instructions, But They May Only Give Small Signs In Dreams, Or As Sudden Hunches And Insights That Cannot Be Denied. They Feel More As If They Emerge From Inside And Steer You From Within Like An Inner Guardian Angel. . . . And, Most Amazing, It Has Never Forgotten You, Although You May Have Spent Most Of Your Life Ignoring It.

...you Find Your Genius By Looking In The Mirror Of Your Life. Your Visible Image Shows Your Inner Truth, So When You're Estimating Others, What You See Is What You Get. It Therefore Becomes Critically Important To See Generously, Or You Will Get Only What You See; To See Sharply, So That You Discern The Mix Of Traits Rather Than A Generalized Lump; And To See Deeply Into Dark Shadows, Or Else You Will Be Deceived.

It's A Terrible Cruelty Of Predatory Capitalism: Both Parents Now Have To Work. A Family Has To Have Two Incomes In Order To Buy The Things That Are Desirable In Our Culture. So The Degradation Of Motherhood - The Sense That Motherhood Isn't Itself A Calling - Also Arises From Economic Pressure.