It is often more about personal depths to be plumbed, an internal voice faintly heard, a truth at first more sensed or apprehended than articulated or understood. It is about peace with that which passes and that which endures. It challenges us to understand ourselves as a passing experience, identity and consciousness, which is somehow part of a greater purpose and existence that endures. It challenges us with notions of humility and transcendence. This understanding and peace, ever incomplete but continually unfolding, seems more often extended by invitation and accepted than pursued. And it appears that the more attentive we are to the unfolding, the more open we are to the invitations, the deeper, more intimate the journey becomes.
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