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Got this comment on my post:\u00a0 Blood Moon Risin<\/a><\/p>\n Gently put, nicely said. Doubt isn’t it’s own reward but I think it’s an honest place to be. As you quote Rilke at the outset – the first stanza of his famous, profound and beautiful “Fall Day” – I’ll offer another Rilke for you.<\/p>\n There’s a story in the collection ‘Stories of God’ that he wrote while working on the ‘Book of Hours’, which most folks consider his better (of the two) work).<\/p>\n Regardless, the story is called, in English, ‘A Tale of Death and a Strange Postscript to it’. In it, a happy couple that have squirelled themselves away from the world, are greeted by death. In their fear they hide from Him, and little by little lose their joy of life.<\/p>\n I love this story because I too am afraid to die. It’s helped me acknowledge and move past that fear.<\/p>\n Keep writing – you do it well –<\/p>\n Regards,<\/p>\n Jack<\/p>\n Jack Beacham As Jack intended, I’ve rethought that post, considered it.\u00a0 Here’s how I see it now.\u00a0 Doubt is an odd word and I’d never noticed it before this comment.\u00a0 Doubt sets the conceptual table and has a trick for dessert.\u00a0 Doubt, defined by the person identifying it in another, says really,\u00a0 “Oh, I see.\u00a0 Right now you can’t see the things I see, but if and when things clear up for you, you will see them.”\u00a0 That is, the\u00a0 idea of doubt from the position of its identifier defines the doubter using the identifiers terms.\u00a0 In other words, if I express my sense that there is nothing knowable beyond this life, I’m a doubter.\u00a0 In fact, all I’m identifying is my sense that this world is all we get.<\/p>\n I get the sense that Jack is a kind and compassionate man. I appreciate his taking the time to respond.<\/p>\n As for me, I understand his doubt about my take on the afterlife.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Fall\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0 Waxing Blood Moon Got this comment on my post:\u00a0 Blood Moon Risin Gently put, nicely said. Doubt isn’t it’s own reward but I think it’s an honest place to be. As you quote Rilke at the outset – the first stanza of his famous, profound and beautiful “Fall Day” – I’ll offer another Rilke … Continue reading Doubt<\/span>
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