“His feet touched the ground when he walked.” This would be my choice for an epitaph. Indeed, while it’s easy to spend life putting in mile after mile on the mental hamster wheel, how risky it is to simply make contact with some deeper reality. This journey takes us from the complacent confines of our upper room (Jn 20:19) to the vast expanses of authentic human experience (Ps 119:45). The more willing we become to descend this inner ladder, rung by rung, the more we will get in touch with our needs: for nourishment, for real relationships with others, for that next breath, for life. Let’s, therefore, literally take off our shoes and socks and feel what it is like to be grounded. Let’s frolic barefoot in the grass, in the sand, in the dirt, and in the street. Let’s befriend the earth in a way that allows us, ourselves, to become good soil that bears much fruit (Mt 13:8). Ave Crux, Spes Unica.
This is a powerful message. Thank you so much! Really appreciate it!
Helene, CSC
You got it, Sr. Helene!