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Brothers, love is a teacher, but a hard one to obtain: learning to love is hard and we pay dearly for it. It takes hard work and a long apprenticeship, for it is not just for a moment that we must learn to love, but forever. (Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov)
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Found this poem by Emily Dickinson while googling this afternoon
Tell all the truth but tell it slant,
Success in circuit lies,
Too bright for our infirm delight
The truth's superb surprise;
As lightning to the children eased
With explanation kind,
The truth must dazzle gradually
Or every man be blind.
H/T http://gradualdazzle.blogspot.com/2013/03/sometimes-you-just-have-to-rage-about.html (shared ageing parent issues)
and http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/tell-all-the-truth/
Life imagined as metaphysical waltz, a "mortal coil" to the tune of some iberian folk jig in a sláinte tempo!
(root slán from Indo-European root *slā- "advantageous" and linked to words like German selig "blessed" and the Latin salus "health")
and some Iberian art to boot:
http://www.google.com/search?q=Churrigueresque+solomonic+column&hl=en&client=ubuntu&hs=z1I&channel=fs&source=lnms&tbm=isch&sa=X&ei=eHVfUbOOH-PT0gHS54HABQ&ved=0CAoQ_AUoAQ&biw=1440&bih=667
with Wisdom symbolized in "tell it slant" embellishments of spiralling Solomon's columns: signifying Mary's climbing a stairway to Heaven (and back done again to intercede for us!)
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