This passage from Elizabeth Gilbert's Eat, Pray, Love stopped me dead in my tracks:
"If faith were rational, it wouldn't be--by definition--faith. Faith is belief in what you cannot see or prove or touch. Faith is walking face-first and full-speed into the dark. If we truly knew all the answers in advance as to the meaning of life and the nature of God and the destiny of our souls, our belief would not be a leap of faith and it would not be a courageous act of humanity; it would just be...a prudent insurance policy.
I’m not interested in the insurance industry. I’m tired of being a skeptic, I’m irritated by spiritual prudence and I feel bored and parched by empirical debate. I don’t want to hear it anymore. I couldn’t care less about evidence and proof and assurances. I just want God. I want God inside me. I want God to play in my bloodstream the way sunlight amuses itself on water."
Wow. (Betcha' wish you had this book in your hands, huh?)
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I loved that book! I want to learn to meditate. Without having to go to India, that is.
No kidding! Her daily temple floor scrubbing duty at the ashram made me laugh. (I rarely scrub my OWN floors on my hands and knees...)
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