Thomas Merton

I read Thomas Merton until midnight last night. I am reading his diary. A fascinating combination of spirituality and at times naivete. I scanned the pages in the middle of the book and started reading about his love affair with "M." Strange. He admits being madly in love, yet claims to be celibate while loving each other to "ecstasy" whatever that means under the circumstances. One wonders if the "celibate" phrases where somehow added later. The nun wanted to know if it is an easy read. She wants to read it when I am done. Part of the book could be retitled: Sex among the Trappists, or just Sex Traps. Now there is good Valentine literature for the masses.