Monastic Life Ideals

Could we live, ourselves, with the ideals of (at least aspects of) "those humble yet august souls, who dare to live upon the very confines of the great mystery, waiting between the world closed to them and heaven not yet opened, turned toward the daylight not yet seen, with only the happiness of thinking that they know where it is, their aspirations directed toward the abyss and the unknown, their gaze fixed on the motionless gloom, kneeling, stufefied, shuddering and half borne away at certain times by the deep pulsations of Eternity."
- Victor Hugo, 'Les Miserables"


What would I do if I was 'half borne away at times by the deep pulsations of Eternity?