walk

on wit

I watched this film last night. It is a profound story.

I have great affinity for learning and philosophy, though I am admittedly pedestrian in my own understanding of much. Learning is joyful. It is movement toward the Holy. But the solitary path for finding a deep metaphysical understanding of truth (Jnana Marga) - through science, philosophy or poetry is unfulfilling. I am not a hermit. 

We cannot know without experiencing, and even then, we only experience truth within our own damaged context. The John Donne comma or semicolon debate has only relational meaning. It is merely a representation and not yet true to me. It is as ethereal Magritte's pipe. 

I cannot fully know truth on my own. My pursuit of knowledge or beauty to the exclusion of relationship is valueless. What I know and learn is merely the backdrop to how I love those with whom I have the privilege to connect. The backdrop allows me to see truth more clearly. The foreground is where it lives.

"I am two fools, I know, 
   For loving, and for saying so" - John Donne

“If you run away,” said his mother, “I will run after you.
For you are my little bunny.” - Margaret Wise Brown