|CATHERINE DE HUECK DOHERTY|
It is a strange pilgrimage. It is utterly unhurried. It is a pilgrimage whose only goal is the heart of God. It's not a pilgrimage to shrines. It's not a pilgrimage of seeing countries like so many young people have done lately. No. It's a pilgrimage that has one precious thing besides its poverty. It hold a key, and every day that key goes a little deeper into the heart of God until one day--click!--it will be open and man and God will be one. That kind of pilgrimage creates peace in order to give it to others, since man is in search of God and in search of peace from the raucous noise of the modern technological society.
It's a strange thing that the pilgrim who walks has the ability to stand still long enough to allow a neighbor to catch up with him...
Maybe it will take him weeks. Maybe he appears to settle there wherever he is, but he never settles. He is always on the march. His particular task finished, he moves on again. There is no settling down for such a pilgrim. Sometimes it may take him years to do what God asks of him...
The pilgrim, being human, sometimes likes the spot where he has been placed. He wants to stay there. He wants to make a flower garden of that spot. Suddenly he hears, 'Friend, come on higher!' and the pilgrim turns his face and sees the mountain of the Lord. There is snow up there. He can hear the cold wind and he clutches the key that was given to him by the resurrected Christ to go higher, to enter a little deeper into God's heart, to enter a little more into sobornost, to do his will better, faster, more joyfully as a voyager. It's not easy, for the voice keeps repeating, 'Friend, come on higher!' "
--from Strannik: The Call to Pilgrimage for Western Man, by Catherine de Hueck Doherty
Beethoven, Sonata for Violin and Piano No. 5 in F ("Spring Sonata"), Op. 24, II, Adagio molto espressivo