A meeting on the train
- The train was rolling at great speed when the woman came towards me: "would you like to have a cup of coffee with me?" How can one refuse such an unexpected but charming invitation! When we reached the bar, the woman came straight to the point: I have lost my faith! I no longer practice my faith. My husband, my children, the parishioners will no longer be important. I was always a militant of the Faith. But now, everything has tumbled down. Principles imprison and stifles me. All I want is to live my life. To live in harmony with myself and to have time for myself. This is a path of truth, a path that is followed by inner turmoil, by transformation, by nightmares. A metamorphosis comparable to that of a caterpillar into a butterfly but where it is impossible to avoid the cocoon.
"The silk cocoon strengthens. Freedom is a frightening thought. It is the excitement of the unknown, as if the path is rich and passionate! Giving you wings to fly. Titles, status, images we all wish to convey no longer matter. Nothing is ever achieved. Only movement ensures the ever present breath of air that will carry us into the future".
I rejoiced when I heard those words. Happy is this woman who has taken the path of truth and freedom to which she is entitled. Jesus said: "you will be reborn". And, to be reborn is even more difficult than to be born. I encouraged this woman, knowing that she was aware that a certain complicity had been established between us. But, by then the train had stopped at the station.
