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The body by its own weight strives towards its own place. Weight makes not downward only, but to his own place. Fire tends upward, a stone downward. They are urged by their own weight, they seek their own places. Oil poured below water, is raised above the water; water poured upon oil, sinks below the oil. They are urged by their own weights to seek their own places. When out of their order, they are restless; restored to order, they are at rest. My weight, is my love; thereby am I borne, whithersoever I am borne.
Source Confessions, Book Xiii, §8 · 📖 Read the full passage
✨ To meditate on today
According to Saint Augustine, everything is drawn toward its place as if by a weight, and for the human heart that weight is love: what we love carries us along, and it is in the order of love that we find rest. This evening, ask yourself where your love carried you today, and choose for tomorrow the love that gives you peace.
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