The Courage Necessary

That is at bottom the only courage that is demanded of us: to have courage for the most strange, the most singular and the most inexplicable that we may encounter. That mankind has in this sense been cowardly has done life endless harm; the experiences that are called "visions," the whole so-called "spirit-world," death, all those things that are so closely akin to us, have by daily parrying been so crowded out of life that the senses with which we could have grasped them are atrophied. To say nothing of God.

Rainer Maria Rilke, from Letters to a Young Poet, quoted as the epigraph to Peter Matthiessen's The Snow Leopard. 

The Point of Some Return

Here it is, the 10th day of April, and I am to be found at my second-floor writing desk, watching the sunlight gradually fade and engaged in the project of resuscitating my Commonplace Book.  It has been many moons since I added anything to this collection of musings and occasional road kill.  Who knows why I've started again?  Who knows why I stopped?  I'm not too sure about why I started in the first place.

I have not reached the point of no return.  Nor have I reached the point of definitive return.  Somewhere in the middle.

That's it for now.  I just wanted to memorialize the moment.  See you later.