This is one of the most beautiful books I have ever read. The story concerns a Carmelite nun in present-day Los Angeles, where Sister John, who writes poetry inspired by visions, has to face the possibility that her visions are in fact caused not by God, but by temporal lobe epilepsy. At one level, the book is an exploration of the questions this raises - for example, is the epilepsy God's way of inspiring her? will the operation to cure her blinding headaches take away her visions? But we are shown so much else: the love the sisters have for one another, the humour they find in their simple lives, their clarity and simplicity. The author's style is limpid, translucent, never using two words when one will do. Each sentence invites you to meditate on it. It is not in any sense a religious tract; more like a long poem in which, the more you read, the more you are given. Please read it.
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