“The true seeker hunteth naught but the object of his quest, and the lover hath no desire save union with his beloved. Nor shall the seeker reach his goal unless he sacrifice all things. That is, whatever he hath seen, and heard, and understood, all must he set at naught, that he may enter the realm of the spirit, which is the City of God. Labor is needed, if we are to seek Him; ardor is needed, if we are to drink of the honey of reunion with Him; and if we taste of this cup, we shall cast away the world.”
amy: my life is out of my hands. our lives are out of our hands. it is so refreshing to remember that. to make plans, to hope, to look forward to the future is what i love to do, what i do that too often for my own good. i never want to forget to how to embrace this exact moment, today, right now.
leila: detachment seems to be the theme of my fast this year. it is perhaps an obvious one, with the whole Not Eating Whenever One Feels Like It thing, but i am feeling it on several levels. although i am with my beloved family, i am apart from my beloved husband. although i love taking pictures every day, every time i see amy’s images i think Wow, I Wish I Could Take Photos Like That. although i had expectations about what this time back at university was going to be like, i am having to let go of some of my preconceived ideas. because life? it doesn’t always match up with what i want.