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".. I AM [A MYSTIC,] … OF A VERY ORDINARY KIND. I DON’T DOUBT THAT SOME PEOPLE THROUGHOUT HISTORY, AND SOME LIVING TODAY, HAVE HEARD VOICES AND SEEN VISIONS. BUT MY MYSTICISM DOES NOT INVOLVE ACCESS TO OTHER REALMS, ONLY THE DEEPER EXPERIENCE OF THIS ONE. MINE IS THE MYSTICISM OF EVERYDAY LIFE, OF THE HEAPED LAUNDRY AND THE BRUISED TOE, OF OVERCOOKED BROCCOLI AND LEAVES SPANGLED WITH DEW, OF SUNRISE AND SORROW, LAUGHTER AND LINGUINE, MUSIC AND MOLD. THIS EVERYDAY MYSTICISM REQUIRES NO SPECIAL POWERS, ONLY IMAGINATION, A DOTING AND PRACTICED ATTENTION TO THE ORDINARY, A WILLINGNESS TO BE SURPRISED BY GRACE. … DWELLING IN THE MOMENT, ON OUR BREATH, ON THE WORKS OF OUR HANDS IMMEDIATELY BEFORE US, WE’RE DRAWN INTO LIFE’S LUMINOUSNESS, INTO THE MYSTERY AT THE HEART OF ORDINARY THINGS."

~   Philip Simmons