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Steve Herrmann's avatar

Nice reflection Linda, thanks for this. The mind is a fine instrument, sharp when honed, capable of cutting through illusion, of parsing the world into manageable pieces. But God is not a problem to be solved. The mystics have always known this. They press their foreheads to the earth not in defeat, but because they have learned, through the slow erosion of certainty, that the way down is the way up. Thinking is good, necessary even, but it is not the door to the divine. The door is love. And love is not a thought, it is a wound, an opening, a surrender.

You speak of monks, of choices, of an evolving cosmos… all of it true, all of it worthy of the mind’s labor. But beneath the words, there is something older, quieter. Benedict knew it. Ilia Delio speaks of it. That God is more interior to us than we are to ourselves. Not an idea to be grasped, but a presence to be lived. (I have reflected on this on my own stack (https://steveherrmann.substack.com/p/you-wont-think-your-way-to-god).

This not a new theology but an ancient recognition, that we are already in the ocean. The task is not to map its currents but to let it carry us.

The Rule of Benedict endures not because it is a perfect system, but because it points beyond itself. It is a finger to the moon, a way of arranging life so that the soul might, in unguarded moments, slip past its own defenses. Thinking refines the vessel, but the wine is poured in silence. The future does not exist, as you remind us, only this moment, this breath, this choice to love or to turn away. And in that choice, the whole cosmos tilts.

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Jodi Gehr's avatar

So glad I found you here! Love this reflection. Change is a a word that keeps coming to me this year in reading and reflection. Love your definition of Fifth Kind of Monk—living in the interconnected reality of an evolving cosmos.

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