The same clouds that made this splendid sunset last evening also made a soft, gentle rain during the night. Coming as it did after several tranquil twilights, this gorgeous display was a timely reminder that we find the Divine, not only in silver gray silence, but also in brilliant reds and oranges. Not only in quiet but in excitement. As I began writing this, one of Mimi's arias from "La Boheme" came on a tape I was playing. The kind of thrill that I experience as it rises to its climax takes me out of myself to God. I think of Tchaikovsky's Violin Concerto which is always for me an ecstatic experience.
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