We have become a culture that fears the darkness. . . . In the Benedictine tradition, monks and nuns arise at about 3 a.m. for Vigils – prayer that takes place when the earth is shrouded in darkness and silence. These enduring voices in chant join with the hoot of the owls and the coyote’s distant cry. It is said that in these dark and tranquil hours the veil between heaven and earth, between consciousness and unconsciousness, is thin. ~Lisa Whitlow, “Soul Tending” winter newsletter, www.soultend.com, via Donna Ziegenhorn
All have experienced those moments when the veil is thin. I have a friend who drove a big UPS truck interstate overnight. Over the years, he experienced the thin veil as he drove through the Blue Ridge Mountains at those hours. Now he’s a poet. ~jpc
So what's behind the veil? Namaste.
image: Peter Bowers' “Drifting Away” http://www.flickr.com/photos/mr_fabulous/2122007131/
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