Halfway to Heaven
I’ve just begun watching DVD’s of the PBS Brother Cadfael series. Rewatching, actually, since I’ve seen them all at least once. And read the books.
I can’t quite figure out why I like the character of Cadfael so much. Or why fiction set in the Middle Ages has such appeal for me. Perhaps it’s the cathedral at Shrewsbury itself, intended as it was to rise up half-way to heaven.
Of course the sky is considerably higher now than it was then. Higher even than in the days of Chicken Little. And human aspiration are much lower. (I’m thinking of recent events in Arizona.) All of which draws me to a character of wisdom and good intentions like the good Brother. I guess I’m not tired of that narrative yet.