Secret (1 July 2009)

"What are you hiding?"--If something were truly hidden, would we even know that it was hidden? To know something is hidden is to know something about it. Or, to hide something, must we know that we are hiding it? Are we always so jealous of what we hide that we need to display it for all to see or, perhaps, only for those who know us better than we know ourselves. -- "Only something precious, or something terrible, is worth hiding. Isn't this why passion is always already suffering? The ones who love, who trust, are the only ones who suffer precisely because they love and trust."--But we do not choose to love. We can, perhaps, choose whom we trust but we cannot chose that we trust. And that is why we can press on: because hope is not who we are but who we might be. But the price we pay for hope is one that is not always easy to bear.