I'm looking at Pam's quilt now, and I realize that her piece of the Quilt reminds me of the interconnectedness of things. People who never knew each other in life are intertwined on the Quilt by the commonality of their death. And disparate things, creatures, souls, are all intertwined in the harmony of creation that I have to call God. And great beauty, like that of the Quilt, can emerge from great sadness, because at the root they are in fact one.
The image of piecing a quilt together also reminds me of what I'm trying to do with this blog: trying to find some meaning in the patchwork of ideas, thoughts and memories, find the harmony that must underlie the dissonance of my search for god, maybe find the theme that runs throughout.
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