A fun conversation, for me, is one that segues easily from one thing to the next -- from the most profoundly touching to the most mundane -- without feeling that anything has been lost. This happens, I suppose, between friends more easily than it does between acquaintances, but then, I wonder ... who is not a friend in the human experience?
It occurred to me this morning that this point of view -- or bias, if you like -- is one of the reasons I am less interested in internet discussions of spiritual life than I once was. It is not a criticism, but something more like a fear ... that if all topics are open and compelling and yet one topic is transformed into a drumbeat of solemnity ... well, who am I to suggest, even by indirection, that anyone loosen the reins and stop attaching "importance" or "meaning" to something that cannot be limited by the imposition of "importance" or "meaning?"
I guess I just like it when the sky is the limit and one thing flows without barrier into the next ... not just sorrow and dread and virtue but also joy and love and laughter. No need to stop and hold on unless stopping and holding on is the stuff of this moment.
Holy roller stuff just doesn't grab me as much as it once did.
Well, I'm just thinking.