“Please excuse my intrusion Socrates. I realized you and Mr. Watts were about to enter a rather deep and possibly long conversation and I had a need to speak with you this evening.”
“Do not worry Simone. Philosophers tend to be patient individuals. Allen and I will continue our conversation another time. You seem a bit perplexed. How may I be of service?
“Perhaps that is the issue Socrates. Everyone tells me to be patient but I am tired of the injustices which surround me everyday. I want to end it. I want each individual to be free to pursue the goals of their life without the social and political restrictions imposed by governments, nations, and religious orders. For the greater part of my life I have been on a crusade for workers rights and equality between the sexes, but I do not seem to be making much progress. I dress in the clothing of a man so that I might be accepted as a peer and not only seen as a woman or sex object. I hold my own intellectually but socially I feel as if I am a misfit.”
“You are a very intelligent woman Simone and you bring so much understanding to you colleagues and friends concerning the cause of the common man. It does not matter if you call yourself a socialist or a communist. It does not matter if you are a Catholic or a mystic. You have an altruistic spirit and a giving heart. Albert Camus and I were walking in the garden somewhile ago and your name came up. He described you as, ‘The only great spirit of our time.’  Whatever you give your attention to will profit in some form from that attention.”
“I believe you are correct Socrates. I am not one who simple observes. I believe in taking action.”
“And you take action Simone by giving a person or injustice your attention,” Socrates interjects.
“I think attention, taken to its highest degree, is the same thing as prayer. It presupposes faith and love…If we turn our mind toward the good, it is impossible that little by little the whole soul will not be attracted thereto in spite of itself.”
“Yes, that is true Simone. Change occurs because of and in spite of our efforts.”
“If I understand correctly Socrates, what you are telling me is that even if our efforts of attention seem for years to be producing no result, one day a light that is in exact proportion to them will flood the soul.”
“Yes, yes, Simone. Very well stated. You must believe that. It is the source of your inspiration and the drive of your energy and attention.”
The music stops but Socrates and Simone are still standing in the middle of the great hall. The other guests of the Inn are engaged in conversation and laughter, so the two go unnoticed until they are approached by another woman.
“Good evening my friends. I hope I am not interrupting. I would like a moment with you Socrates if I might.”
Simone turns around and sees her dear friend and colleague Simone de Beauvoir. The two friends embrace.
“We have much to catch up on love. Let’s meet for a swim in the morning,” says Beauvoir.
“Great I will meet you at the lake. The joy of meeting and the sorrow of separation. We should welcome these gifts … with our whole soul. Thank you Socrates for your time and attention, both of which I required this evening.”
“The pleasure as always is mine Simone. Thank you for the dance. May I escort you back to your table?”
“Thank you Socrates, but my friend needs you now and I have taken up much of your time. Your insights and observations are very much appreciated. We will talk again.” replies Simone.
Simone Weil leaves to join Anaïs and Emily who are still engaged in poetic conversation at their table.
“How may I be of service Ms. Beauvoir?”
The Gate Keeper Of Inspiration: Chapter Six — Simone Beauvoir will be published on Sunday, September 02, 2018.
 John Hellman (1983). *Simone Weil: An Introduction to Her Thought*. Wilfrid Laurier University Press. pp. 1–23. [ISBN 0-88920-121-8]
Cover Art “Aries” by Emilee Petersmark.