I re-read Cathedral, the short story of Raymond Carver the other day. The simple story of a man meeting a blind man and through the process of helping draw a Cathedral for him, he becomes aware he was somewhat blind. He gains some insight into himself. Some joy from a blindness he wasn’t aware of. A pleasure. A calming far-sightedness. A revelation of self-potential and the joy from within.
I don’t know where I am going with this. So I’ll leave it there. 🙂