From the journal…15 October, 2025

6:29 AM…Good Morning. Am at the end of the hall with chai, waiting for the sun to rise. I just wrote to R about one of the wonders of sunrise being the awareness of the turning of the Earth. To know with such wonder that I am beholding the handiwork of God; I am watching the design of the universe actually work after it has already worked bazillions of other times. No matter, it still seems remarkable that it worked once more. And, remarkable that it feels so personal–when it happens for everyone and everywhere, day and night after night and day…But still, it feels like an intimate revelation. It feels immediate, direct, and full of the Good right now and precisely here…while I know well that in twelve hours it will be other stars keeping the vigil here and the windows of neighbours I do not know will steam up with coffee or tea or something else as they watch the becoming of a new day. It is so simple and so magnificent, this flow of design and science and how humanity is a part of it all. Humanity in its judgements and imperfections, its imaginings and potential.

Have I mentioned lately, God, exactly how Much you astound me?