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I remember the first time I heard Eckhart speak to an audience: I was watching a talk he gave in India. He sat on his chair, waited . . . and waited . . . and waited, and then when he spoke, there was all this space between each word. I remember holding the arms of my chair, literally ready to come forward, I was so jumpy, not used to all that space surrounding the words. Within a few minutes I was relaxed, still, and as a teacher of English in a rural high school, I have found that simply pausing between words calms all of us -- what a lesson he taught with his actions.

What I enjoy about Eckhart is his ability to compose ancient wisdom in contemporary fashion. He makes the ancient contemporary (I am reminded of T.S. Eliot's phrase, "the contemporaneity of antiquity" in this regard.) Eckhart never claims to say anything new (something some of his critics seem to find shameful), but I find his wisdom resides in the ability to share the ancient in new ways. That is what I fond so beautiful about him. I consider him a brother, and I enjoy all he offers his fellow travelers.