the lone giggler

Now things got interesting. Somehow, the dream had settled into a slow drifting through space, then … the void. A deep comfortable enfolding spacious blackness. Slowly, in my drifting, I become aware of laughter away in the distance….


Musings on a great Christian mystic

… Her words are resonant and deeply beautiful. Words borne of that devotion to understanding truth, that crosses boundaries of different religions, philosophy, even the sciences of cosmolgy and the nature of matter ….