Preamble to My Peregrination

Thoughts on Vanlife and the Joy of God

“It is a terrifying thing to have been born: I mean, to find oneself, without having willed it, swept irrevocably along on a torrent of fearful energy which seems as though it wished to destroy everything it carries with it.

“What I want, my God, is that by a reversal of forces which You alone can bring about, my terror in the face of the nameless change…