I wrote about potholes the other day.
Today I am contemplating pothole auras.
Am I being facetious? Partly. But I have read that everything has an aura, even inanimate objects.
So why not a pothole?
There is something jarring about describing mundane things using spiritual language (if you think of an aura as spiritual). We like to think there is a vast difference between that which is profane and that which is sacred.
But which is which?
By means of all created things, without exception, the divine assails us, penetrates us, and molds us. We imagined it as distant and inaccessible, when in fact we live steeped in its burning layers.
………….~ Pierre Teilhard de Chardin