Feast!

It was just over a year ago, in Prague, that I (re)discovered the Confessions and (re)started what Tita Mary says is "the most important journey of one's life." This morning, during his homily for Augustine's feast day, Fr Frank concluded by reading his famous prayer:

Late have I loved you, O Beauty ever ancient, ever new, late have I loved you! You were within me, but I was outside, and it was there that I searched for you. In my unloveliness I plunged into the lovely things which you created. You were with me, but I was not with you. Created things kept me from you; yet if they had not been in you they would have not been at all. You called, you shouted, and you broke through my deafness. You flashed, you shone, and you dispelled my blindness. You breathed your fragrance on me; I drew in breath and now I pant for you. I have tasted you, now I hunger and thirst for more. You touched me, and I burned for your peace.

I have so much more to write about the spiritual journey, and about what I think is humanity's great mistake in attempting to describe its (metaphysical) structures and specify its strictures, and, in doing so, to miss the whole point. But for today, let's just revel in the joy of awakenings to a life beyond body and mind.