
"There was no doubt that this poor man was mad, but there is something
in the madness of this man which interests me more than the sanity of
Lord Byron and Walter Scott." – William Wordsworth on the death of William Blake.
William Blake (1757-1827) is recognized as one of the greatest painters and poets in the history of the English language. He remains so popular that, for example, actor/director Roberto Benigni famously quoted him when he accepted an Oscar in 1998. "He who kisses the joy as it flies lives in eternity’s sunrise," Benigni trumpeted as he kissed the statuette and millions around the world cheered. But Blake himself was condemned during his life because of what many around him considered his irritating tendency to tell the truth. He believed he saw angels and he painted what he saw (above & below, left)…
We’re always being encouraged to speak our minds. Yet, there can be many punishments for doing so if the truth we choose to speak offends the sensibilities of those around us.
How can we say what is in our heart without offending others? One of the gifts I’ve received through my fiction writing is the luxury of speaking through the characters I create. It’s not me saying all those offensive things, it’s the characters. I find the experience very therapeutic. 
This is not a luxury we have with those around us. Living Love calls us to communicate with compassion for others.
It’s a continual confusion to me that some of the greatest lovers in history, including Gandhi, Albert Schweitzer, Martin Luther King, poet Robert Frost, and Mother Theresa, each experienced difficulty in their personal communications. Can it be that their sensitivities to the world were so great that they found it difficult to communicate sensitively with the people close to them? Blake believed he saw angels. Was it a mistake for him to tell the truth about what he was seeing?
Sensitivity to the world means we are continually risking the bruises that come when our hearts are open. I don’t have an easy answer to this challenge. Perhaps, we are all too interested in having our cake and eating it too. We want to open our hearts but never want to be hurt. But if we close our hearts, we will seal ourselves off from the breath of the world.
How do you tell your truth to the world? What do you do with the truth you don’t speak, the truth that lives within you?
-Erie Chapman
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