Permit me a few self-important observations in an oracular vein: To be profound, one must run the risk of being thought boring. To be relevant, one must run the risk of being thought ordinary. For what is most significant and extraordinary at first glance is often merely pose.
Einstein said that we should strive to make everything as simple as possible, but no simpler. Rilke said that the universe conspires to make things easy, but we need people who are willing to strive for what is difficult.
I recognize in these two ideas one of the basic tensions in my life so far: I have preferred to be misunderstood than to be ordinary. But my drive to encounter and proliferate complexity finds exigency in a deeply held philosophical conviction: It is better to be inscrutable than to be clear because the most necessary truths are almost always folded within the nuances.
These things are most necessary because they are so rarely expressed. A person can hold a rare truth in her hands without even knowing it. Sadly, a community can allow a rare truth to slip from its hands without ever noticing it is gone. I think of the Christians.
Oh, my God. The Christians.
Do you begin to understand the need for burrowing?
How else to make things understandable without trivializing or desacralizing them? To maintain humility and a respect for the mystery of sacred subjects, but not for egotistically willful hermeticism? To make the mystery accessible without commodifying it? To help people to know the truth on a gut-level, to invite each person to do the hard work and overcome the difficulties. . .to receive the Kingdom of God?