Working on this sermon that Nicola Masciandaro asked me to write for an event called The Paradise Sermons has me, at this moment, sitting in the grace of what some might call the Black Madonna. She's got me by the back of my neck like a tiger mother.
Becoming satured with her truth is like drinking from the well of embodiment and seeing the halo around all the *inadequacies* of reality. Weep! Thanks to Nicola for the engaging me in this experiment.
More explanation at Sunday's event. Info here.
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That was a beautiful sermon Amy. Very glad you joined us!
Thank you Nicola. I am so happy to see you've posted yours. I very much look forward to enjoying it again.
http://thewhim.blogspot.com/2011/04/paradise-now-heresy-of-present.html
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