is alive. Its description cannot be pieced together from a finite number of component parts; its evolution cannot be accomplished or even delineated by a finite number of precepts. Its depths, as well as its heights, bristle with infinities. Therefore, whoever speaks from the psyche's own sources cannot offer limited viewpoints. We may taste, in Steiner's overabundance, something of the living water Christ offered to the Samaritan woman. And we may ask in wonder, as she did, “Sir, thou hast nothing to draw with, and the well is deep: from whence then hast thou that living water?”
