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Dear Saint

Dear thesaint,
If one is already whole and need not another, why do we seek for a beloved’s companionship?  By whole we mean that I have my “self” to give, and that self is already whole, as opposed to one being broken (one can picture “ayokong mahalin mo ako nang tagpi=tagpi pa ako, gusto kong buo ang sarili ko bago ko ibigay sa iyo”).  I’m thinking that this is supposed to be close to Augustine’s “inquietum est cor meum donec requiescat in te,” but the beloved in this world is of this world, born in this world, borne of this world: corporeal and finite; in contrast to God.  But how can we say this without practicing idolatry or succumb to icon-ism?  Can we relate this to Marion’s “eventfulness” of an event, when a beloved is an event?  But do we not want to repeat the same love-event (in different particular instances) with this one particular person? 
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Divine Availability

Master, what must I do in order to be happy?
Do what you makes you happy.
But what if I do not know what will make me happy? How do I choose what to do then, Master?
Do what you want. Do what comes easy for you.
But Master, what if what I wish to do is to do nothing?
Then do nothing.
Will doing nothing still make me happy?
You will know that in time.
But Master, how can I be happy without doing anything? Others are happy because of their work. They find their place under the sky when they work on their fields. They care for their homes and their families which bring them much comfort and hope. People around me are consoled at night with the knowledge that something was finished that day, and that someone was loved. I have no such consolations, Master.
It matters not, my Son. Consolation is only for those who need to be consoled. There are those who may not need consolation, or may never receive it, because it is them who are called to give it.
Am I such a man who is called to give consolation?



A professor whom we honored recently shared his personal and intellectual biography with us in his address. What struck me was what he said regarding the paths he took and the paths that he is taking now: that he really did not know where he was going then, and that he really still does not know where he is going now. It seems as if "one thing leads to another," willy-nilly and without knowing how or why; that we do not plan  our excursions, or set the places we go to, and anticipate the people we may meet. Most of all (because that has always been said without really knowing its consequences) that it's OK, that it's fine, and there's nothing to worry about. And this coming from a man who chanced upon philosophy fifty years ago, also without knowing why or what for back then; and this coming from a man who still is in philosophy, again without knowing why or what for.

I can easily say those words myself; heck, I've written about  that a long time ago, I teach …