WILL  OF  THE  WISP :   THE  MYSTERY

You guessed it, didn’t you—that I am drawn inside because

I feel the pull of the mysterious, a curiosity about the edge of

the known, bordered by the little-known and the unknown-

but-sensed  as well as the unsuspected  and the impossible.  How

utterly deadly life would be if there were no mystery—

everything cut and dried and shelved.  Do you know about the

angler  fish and the flying monk, or esp at the time of death? And

have you felt the insistent throb of curiosity  at certain quiet

moments?  How is it that being in nature soothes, the effect being

measurable by scientists?  The life of the invisible “mind” goes on,

experienced or not, or not yet.