Sunday, October 25, 2009

All Is Not Gold that Glitters

I can't give specifics for fear of having this all blow up in my face, but all is not well right now. Please pray that I can get through this situation with grace and with my dignity intact. In a few months, I'll be able to give more specifics.

Sometimes, sadly, things look truly wonderful from a distance, and then become hideous and dreadful up close.
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"Passage—immediate passage! the blood burns in my veins! Away, O soul! hoist instantly the anchor!
Cut the hawsers—haul out—shake out every sail!
Have we not stood here like trees in the ground long enough?
Have we not grovell’d here long enough, eating and drinking like mere brutes?
Have we not darken’d and dazed ourselves with books long enough?

Sail forth! steer for the deep waters only!
Reckless, O soul, exploring, I with thee, and thou with me;
For we are bound where mariner has not yet dared to go, And we will risk the ship, ourselves and all.

O my brave soul!
O farther, farther sail!
O daring joy, but safe! Are they not all the seas of God?
O farther, farther, farther sail!"

~Walt Whitman, "Passage to India"