D iscutant the other day with a lady - charming and considerate after all - sent by the Inland Revenue to understand my way of working, I realized how the consequences of my inner journey might seem incredible and bizarre in the eyes of people forced to remain in the system and to paste. The events of my private life, evolution (the word is wrong chosen but is the only one I think about now) of our world and my many hours of Desert, seem to confirm the validity of my choice, if they take me away any opportunity to get rich, let me know; to have a "position", gave me a deep peace, joy and the inexorable certainty of finally being on track, open to others. Listening. Available and serene. This freedom conquered my atavism, my shortcomings, my conformism. On my education and culture of my environment simply. But this freedom is not an end in itself, otherwise it would be selfishness. It is a way. She can watch the other day as he is and not through the distorting prisms. It allows me to approach every situation of my life with a look different each time. It is to renew every day, eternal struggle against myself. It carries much higher and more important than me, because it is the submission to the Other that conditions of freedom. A bid wanted, happy and active. In seeking to explain how this felt, I found a nice text Rouet Father, our Episcopal Vicar, noted on his blog:
"Freedom is the most precious and least shared in the world of men ... It is primarily domestic. It should not be confused neither with liberalism or with the whim to do what I want when I want ... It is true and real in the form of a release. I do not free birth, I become ... maybe! It is this deep sense of being oneself, the experience of a self-development which includes my being and my life skills and relationship. It is never achieved once and for all. She is experienced not only in the openness to others, that in the consent to self and other. It is in the desert that I learn to love it because there is nothing that God and the immensity ... "
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