Bonum diffusivum sui est. How naturally does goodness spreads, diffuses. How wonderful it is when somebody carries out an act of random kindness no matter how simple or small it is. Everything we do, even if it is so little, can be very precious in his sight.
I remember that day I stepped in a center of the Work for the very first time. I didn’t know how to describe it then, compared to now. Looking back, it really was a place to “be”. A “Bethany” as our father would always call it. How the master of the house always sets the tone wherever he goes or is placed for that matter.
It felt so light like everyone was so naturally cheerful and bright. And this is what we’ve always dreamt of since our youth. For things to go so well. To be happy go lucky all the time, even if life isn’t that way. It’s the contrary.
Also because, over the years, life itself presented challenges — in all sorts of ways. Different kinds. It’s amazing how each and every person reacts differently to troubles, to even joys perhaps in a very negative way. One can never discern the mystery of the other’s heart. The heart of the matter is the matter of the heart.
And so, almost 11 years later, I find myself heading out once more to Laguna for a staycation during the very week that changed the entire world. Compared to my ignorant young self, I find it very mortifying to contemptus mundi for a few days but I guess I forget the real path that he showed me in life — to be with family.
And that’s the place to be-thany.
