![]() Think how often beauty and delicacy and grace are choked out by weeds. And think how random and indiscriminate it is, think how helplessly we must submit, think how impossible it is to control or direct it. ![]() Think of the force down there, just telling things to get born, just to be!” She said, “You wondered what was in whale’s milk. She taught me the stupidity of the attempt to withdraw and be free of trouble and harm. God is kind? Life is good? Nature never did betray the heart that loved her? Why the reward she received for living intensely and generously and trying to die with dignity? Why the horror at the bridge her last clear sight of earth?.I do not accept, I am not reconciled. What we call evil is only a groping towards good, part of the trial and error by which we move toward the perfected consciousness… Love even the threat and the pain, feel yourself fully alive, cast a bold shadow, accept, accept. ![]()
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