Living the Life
Life is a messy circle. We are forever tethered to the biological in which we live and upon which we depend. It shapes our hopes and fears, and limits our reaching into the transcendence we sense so close to us.
Life confronts us with pain, injustice and absurdity. There are times when it seems there is nothing beyond the muck and senselessness. Then there are days when something intangible touches us. Beyond our biology, more profound than our all too common wish fulfillment, and not merely germinated and fuelled by the terror of our death, there is more. Joy, beauty, mystery, oneness, hope, love… all these are real. Carried and mediated by the raw atoms of our body, they are not caused by them.
We are not able merely to contemplate these. They are found and proved by the act of living. As much as we make sense of life, and seek to be open to the transcendent, we must also live life.
In the messy overlap of thinking and doing, acting and reflecting, learning and forgetting which forms life, this section of our website focuses mostly on the doing and being. And then, of course, we will return to think and make sense of it all.
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