Wednesday, November 14, 2018


The soul, then, being thus inwardly recollected in
God or before God, now and then becomes so
sweetly attentive to the goodness of her well-beloved,
that her attention seems not to her to be attention, so
purely and delicately is it exercised; as it happens
to certain rivers, which glide so calmly and smoothly that
beholders and such as float upon them, seem neither to 
see not feel any motion, because the waters are not
seen to ripple or flow at all.

~ Saint Francis de Sales
from An Introduction to the Devout Life