This is my first post – it feels a little strange to be writing it since my web person Susan Elena and myself are engaged in a deliberately (on my part) slow process of stocking the site with articles, column, serialised new work, quotes etc etc – and we are currently lurking in a tiny corner of unpromoted cyberspace, not expecting anyone to ﬁnd or comment on the site for – probably – several months. I have a running joke with friends that I will then begin broadcasting to the world/three people in Outer Mongolia, as the case may be. If you are one of the Outer Mongolian Three I would love to hear from you in due course!
Since my aim is to inspire, how about this quote which I came across today in my reading hour:
“….in this journey of the spirit, I and others still walk that steep uphill road….And all our religious ediﬁces, which serve ﬁrst as staffs to help us on our way, in the end become crutches which we must discard….And the doctrines which we espouse and which we hold dear are only smooth shining stones which we pick up on the road and place in our baggage. With each new dogma and doctrine, the baggage grows heavier, until we discard these pebbles, one by one, leaving them on the roadside for others to ﬁnd and carry a little further. And in the end we have need of neither doctrine nor creed, nor to name that which we worship – for it is beyond all image and words….” (pp 120-121 Women in Search of the Sacred by Anne Bancroft (Penguin Arkana 1996)
Comment: “Great – well done you and welcome to the blogosphere ”