In the chapter on blessings and curses, I try to relate deeply the notion of the fact that a particular version of blessing is the remarkable ecstasy that one feels when released from the deep sense of the cursedness
At the sight of such a creature, we lose faith in the saving power of "the good work," we feel the cursedness
of our nature more clearly, the powerlessness pre-established through Original Sin [durch die Erbsunde]; we wrongly imagine ourselves to be cut off from the possibility of grace, of pardon.
I suspect an element of cursedness
was also operating the way these people were behaving with me.
She began to move, with the help of friends, from an isolation of cursedness
to a community of blessedness.