Honest To God, my guru said to me about me. Why did he curse me like that? He offered it as an affirmation, I could tell by his kindly smile, but now, when I pray I can’t say anything until I scrutinize it for integrity. Does it pass the test of honesty? Does it have the feel of sincerity? How can I stand before the Great Reality with a mouth full of sentimentality and blather a host of rote platitudes now that I have been branded as “honest”? Thank God he didn’t say I was holy! Save me, never sear me with that brand. Honesty is wrenching but doable. Holiness is downright impossible. Claim “holy” and attract God’s awful gaze. Unless to be honest is to be whole and to be whole is to be holy.
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