We think the purpose of the mind is to think. (The mind would think that, wouldn’t it?) But that’s not it. The purpose of the mind is to see the real. In the seeing is the doing, the spontaneous conversion of love into action
Forgiveness has naught to do with making apologies. In fact, it has nothing to do with words at all. Forgiveness is the recognition of myself in you, of our deeply held common interest.
Everything I see, I immediately judge—right/wrong, like/dislike, good/bad, and so on. As a result, I do not see what I am looking at; I see my reaction to what I’m looking at. I break this habit by noticing it in real time. Now.
We begin to see when we become aware of a luminous glow around the edge of things. Until that happens, we’re mostly disenchanted and half-awake, looking again at what we’ve looked at before.
Luther’s theological ejaculation “Sin boldly” confronts the problem of secretiveness. Hiddenness is an obscurity, a fearfulness, vastly worse in our imagination than what is hidden. We cannot love what we do not see.