Another lovely word.
I think it reminds me of something half remembered from primary school- a reading set of books that only the keen readers ever progressed to taking home.
Or an ink pen whose innards bled blue blood all over my fingers.
It describes colour, distance, depth. It contains a promise of space beyond space- like a night sky.
Gregory of Nyssia, a 4th Century mystic, likened the move towards God as to a journey into holy darkness. He suggested that the deeper and further we go, the more darkness we find in the light. For him, God is unknowable- a dark purple mystery, drawing us on- calling us to explore further and further…
In we go.
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