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When Simplicity Becomes a Wound
Remaining in the Cell When Silence Exposes the Idolatry of the Self There is a lie that clings to simplicity. I imagine that when the room is stripped bare, the calendar emptied, the noise lowered, what will remain is peace. What remains instead is the self. Not the improved self. Not the spiritualized self. The raw one. The one that needs to be seen, needed, affirmed, remembered. The one that does not disappear when the lights go out. The desert fathers never promised that s
Father Charbel Abernethy
Jan 203 min read
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