“Already the new men are dotted here and there all over the earth.
Some, as I have admitted, are still hardly recognizable: but others
can be recognised. Every now and then one meets them. Their very voices and faces are different from ours: stronger, quieter,
happier, more radiant. They begin where most of us leave off. They
are, I say, recognisable; but you must know what to look for. They
will not be very like the idea of ‘religious people’ which you have
formed from your general reading. They do not draw
attention to themselves. You tend to think you are being kind to
them when they are really being kind to you. They love you more
than other men do, but they need you less…They will usually seem to have a lot of time: you will wonder where it comes from. When you have recognised one of them, you will recognise the next one much more easily. And I strongly suspect (but how should I know?) that they recognise one another immediately and infallibly, across every barrier of colour, sex, class, age, and even of creeds. In that way, to become holy is rather like joining a secret society. To put it at its very lowest, it must be great fun.”
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Sounds like a pretty apt description of mystics to me, but then, as he himself says, how should I know?
O hope of every contrite heart, O joy of all the meek;
To those who fall, how kind thou art! How good to those who seek!
But what to those who find? Ah, this no tongue nor pen can show;
The love of Jesus, what it is None but His loved ones know.
— St. Bernard of Clairvaux: “Jesus the Very Thought of Thee.”