It has been suggested that there are two things that can pierce the soul: beauty and suffering. When the two are bound together in a single unity the effect becomes breathtaking.
The week just prior to “Palm Sunday” is probably one of the most solemn weeks in the year for me. I find that I am filled with great grief during this week – every year.
In the last number of weeks I have been spending quite a bit of time reflecting on the texture of this thing we call “life” – not so much on the essence or beingness of life as on the experienced or existential reality of life.