“What do you desire?”
Response of an old Jewish woman
survivor of the Holocaust.
A terrible story.
But, how could one desire nothing?
‘What is your greatest desire?”
“Just to die.”
Tatiana still could not believe it.
Finally, “I have a desire…
but it is only a fantasy.
Only one person ever loved me,
I no longer remember her face, only a silhouette.
I would give everything to be able to see her face.”
“Do you have a memory of her?”
“One day she gave me some little boots,
of white felt, that she had made.”
“How did she give them to you?”
“In the morning, she woke me up and she gave them to me.”
“Did she have you put them on?”
“Yes, she had me sit in a chair, she slipped them on my feet.”
“But how was she positioned…kneeling?”
“Yes, but what absurd questions you ask!
Anyway, yes, she was kneeling, to put them on me,
and she asked me if they fit…”
“Oh, Lord, I see my mother’s face.”
The most important question of all…
what is true encounter?
--adapted from an interview, Tatiana Caika, philosopher at Kiev Academy of Science
related by Aleksander Filonenko, Orthodox theologian
--sent by Scott Eagan of Madonna House in Combermere, Ontario
|I SAW THIS RAINBOW OVER THE MT. JACINTO RANGE THE OTHER AFTERNOON.|
IT WASN'T RAINING!
Off to Seattle tomorrow for a week. Have never been. Excited.