+JMJ+
I am now finding that contemplative prayer is more or less the third phase of a love affair, which I guess can be allegorized to courting and clothing.
When you find someone to court or find yourself being courted, you dress yourself up. You clean up, find the best clothes you can find, make yourself look good and neat, and make your actions proper.
When the courting advances to the next stage, you are given gifts of jewelry and clothing; you learn from the other person what he or she likes about your mannerisms and dress, and therefore you wear what you were given, and groom yourself as you know he or she likes it.
But when you get to the final stage of courting—marriage and the honeymoon bed—you strip yourselves of all clothing, including what was given to you before, even the way of thinking and acting that the other loves, because all of these get in the way of
wearing each other like clothing, in an intimacy that brings underclothings to shame.
And so it is with the stages of vocal prayer, meditation, and contemplative prayer. And I can see I am now going to this final stage of prayer with my discovery of
The Cloud of Unknowing and
The Book of Privy Counsel, which are written by the same anonymous author (I am reading
this translation, and I have to say its ease of reading and the scholarly work apparent in it are superb; I highly recommend this version of the books).