17, 660 lbs of it.
With wings, I'll fly in the sky,You do things when you have to.
Like a fish, I'll dive into deep waters.
Only a fool reads his dream in a dream!
He doesn't know his body's in the furnace.
- Jungkwan Haean (b 1567)
Tomorrow, on Pentecost Sunday, we'll dedicate the Thomas Merton Bookshed Retreat.
We'll wish upon a stone. We'll be blessed by it.
Between the stone and the ground there's nothing to be said by anyone not one or the other of them.
There's only the story told by the hearts of the falling stone and the receiving ground.
Creative blest. Take up thy rest.