It’s not as if falling in love with the Divine rescues us from the travails of the human condition. Our partners betray us sometimes, and our dead remain dead. It’s that keeping the heart open, even in hell, makes space for the Beloved. It is in the darkest nights of our souls, when all we know is that we know nothing, that the presence of the

Overcome any bitterness that may have come because you were not up to the magnitude of the pain that was entrusted to you. Like the Mother of the World, Who carries the pain of the world in her heart, Each one of us is part of her heart, And therefore endowed With a certain measure of cosmic pain.