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Today is already the last day of January. I am so tired, but it is not necessarily in an unpleasant way. But I am amazed sometimes by how time seems to slip, slip, slip by me. I want to throw up my hand, plead to catch my breath, rest for a minute.
We don't get that option. I am torn between one of my father's favorite sayings, "You can sleep when you die" and my desire just to be perfectly still for untold moments.
I don't know how to make peace between those two.
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I know well the need for rest. I have a lot of it these days and still I need the moments of meditation every day. This year I am reading "A year with Thomas Merton" which is just pages from his journals, one for each day selected from different years.
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