I love this passage in the Trappist monk, Thomas Merton’s, “Seeds of Contemplation”: And so, suppose your meditation takes you to the point where you are baffled and repelled by the cloud that surrounds God, who maketh the darkness His covert. Far from realizing Him, you begin to realize nothing more than your own helplessness to know Him, and you begin to think that meditation is something altogether hopeless and impossible. And yet the more helpless you are, the more... Read more