Krazy Mixed up Week of Mine

I have had one strange week. Nothing has been simple or in the right place all week. Sorry I missed a Mystic Monday post, but I didn't even realize I hadn't posted one until this morning when my week got even stranger.

Anyway, to make up for it I am going to offer you today a quote from a man who just may be a mystic, but is most assuredly the only philosopher that I can read without my head feeling as though it will explode: Soren Kierkegaard. This particular quote is on Christians and biblical interpretation and offers a glimpse at the need of the human heart.

The matter is quite simple. The Bible is very easy to understand. But we Christians are a bunch of scheming swindlers. We pretend to be unable to understand it because we know very well that the minute we understand, we are obliged to act accordingly. Take any words in the New Testament and forget everything except pledging yourself to act accordingly. My God, you will say, if I do that my whole life will be ruined. How would I ever get on in the world? Herein lies the real place of Christian scholarship. Christian scholarship is the Church's prodigious invention to defend itself against the Bible, to ensure that we can continue to be good Christians without the Bible coming too close. Oh, priceless scholarship, what would we do without you?

This is such a Kierkegaardian statement, full of empathy and humor that it breaks your heart to realize that he is actually seeing exactly what you are feeling.

Or is that just me?

h/t to inward/outward for the quote.

Pax

Dream Weaver . . . Can Anyone Help me Interpret This Dream

So I had this dream the other night, and I woke up feeling really cold and confused. I would love for someone with some dream interpretation skills to help me unravel the meaning. I did look a few things up on Dream Moods A-Z Dream Dictionary, but I still don't have it all worked out.

I was at my gradual school in one of the suites where we have stayed when I have gone down for a class weekend. There were a bunch of my classmates and I sitting around having what appeared to be a party (which we did often enough in the evenings after class was over). Through the open door I saw my family in a room across the hall. I tried to walk toward them but instead I found myself bumping into what appeared to be a large mirror. So what I was actually looking at was behind me, when I turned around to reach my family I was confronted by yet another mirror, in fact I was then surrounded on all sides by mirror images of myself.

I stood, pounding on the mirrors, because I was trapped in the mirrored box. Just as suddenly as I was hemmed in, I was released from the box; it had been a trick played on me by one of my classmates. It was at that point that I woke up feeling cold and confused.

Any insight into what this dream means would be greatly appreciated.

Pax