Day #322: Ananda

A Swiftly Tilting Planet by Madeleine L'EngleI am grateful for “ananda.” I remember this from my first reading of the book. It’s a goal.

“Ananda,” said Mrs. Murry thoughtfully. “That rings some kind of bell.”

“It’s Sanskrit,” Charles Wallace said.

Meg asked, “Does it mean anything?”

“That joy in existence without which the universe will collapse and fall apart.”

(Madeleine L’Engle, A Swiftly Tilting Planet)

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