Posted by Marilyn on September 26, 19100 at 05:59:34:
In Reply to: Candyland Spirituality Center: Journal of a Visit posted by Bodhisattva of Caramel on September 26, 19100 at 04:18:06:
Oh, yes, for, one dark night, fired by love's urgent longings, I, too, tried to scale Mt. Caramel, but alas, I found myself exploring the Interior Mansions, first the pantry, then the frige, and, caught up in hyperglycemic ecstasies, rested in utmost bliss as the Mansions transformed into a Giant Whitman's Sampler Box, each little room more delightful than the next.
Alas, a very dark night of the senses took hold, when my beloved chocolate was withdrawn, followed by that dark night of the soul where Caramel exists, naked, devoid of any luscious chocolate covering.
So, with Ignatian-like discernment, this chocolate desolation can surely lead me, unseen, to the consolations that will surely flow ...
at Easter ... for is chocolate NOT what Easter is all about? Oh, these miserable little consolations we cling to! Where have you gone, Joe DiMaggio?
love,
Marilyn
Editor's Note: WAKE UP!!!!!!!