If that is Purgatory’s purpose, is not this world—in so many ways—a mirror? To live and refine our understanding of love: what it is, what it means?
We climb, or hold fixed at baser levels, as we learn (or never do) vices of love’s extremes, misconceptions, world untruths, as we discern and refine our steps and acts of love upon raising path of virtue.
Isn’t that the life-journey: the eternal story of seeking spirits?
And in the end, should we reach mountain top in completion of virtue’s journey—discerning all we have learned—might we too be deserving of Virgil’s crowning tribute:
“Now is your will upright, wholesome and free,
and not to heed its pleasure would be wrong:
I crown and miter you lord of yourself!”
Then, on mountaintop, with laurel crown and purity of heart, we stand for judgment before God: to be accepted and raised into Greater Spheres of Light—Paradise at last.
