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Tuesday, March 5, 2024
To Risk
To laugh is to risk appearing the fool.
To weep is to risk appearing sentimental.
To reach out is to risk involvement,
To expose feelings is to risk exposing your true self.
To place your ideas and
dreams before a crowd is to risk their loss.
To love is to risk not being loved in return,
To live is to risk dying,
To hope is to risk despair,
To try is to risk failure.
But risks must be taken because
the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing.
The person who risks nothing, does nothing,
has nothing, is nothing.
He may avoid suffering and sorrow,
But he cannot learn, feel, change, grow or live.
Chained by his servitude he is a slave who has forfeited all freedom.
Only a person who risks is free.
Leo Buscaglia (1924-1998), American author and a professor in the Department of Special Education at the University of Southern California
Monday, March 4, 2024
It Felt Love
How did the rose
Ever open its heart
And give to this world
All its beauty?
It felt the encouragement of light
Against its being,
Otherwise,
We all remain
Too frightened
Hafiz
Still Water
We can make our minds
so like still water
that beings gather about us,
that they may see,
it may be,
their own images,
and so live for a moment
with a clearer,
perhaps even with a fiercer life
because of our quiet.
William Butler Yeats (1865 – 1939), Irish poet, dramatist and writer, and one of the foremost figures of 20th-century literature
Sunday, March 3, 2024
The Most Important Thing
I am making a home inside myself. A shelter
of kindness where everything
is forgiven, everything allowed—a quiet patch
of sunlight to stretch out without hurry,
where all that has been banished
and buried is welcomed, spoken, listened to—released.
A fiercely friendly place I can claim as my very own.
I am throwing arms open
to the whole of myself—especially the fearful,
fault-finding, falling apart, unfinished parts, knowing
every seed and weed, every drop
of rain, has made the soil richer.
I will light a candle, pour a hot cup of tea, gather
around the warmth of my own blazing fire. I will howl
if I want to, knowing this flame can burn through
any perceived problem, any prescribed
perfectionism,
any lying limitation, every heavy thing.
I am making a home inside myself
where grace blooms in grand and glorious
abundance, a shelter of kindness that grows
all the truest things.
I whisper hallelujah to the friendly
sky. Watch now as I burst into blossom.
Julia Fehrenbacher
The Guest House
“This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.
The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing,
and invite them in.
Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.
Rumi
During a crisis,
the wise build bridges
and the foolish build dams.
Nigerian Proverb
Saturday, March 2, 2024
You always own the option of having no opinion.
There is never any need to get worked up
or to trouble your soul about things you can’t control.
These things are not asking to be judged by you.
Leave them alone.
Marcus Aurelius
The Arrow and The Song
I shot an arrow into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For, so swiftly it flew, the sight
Could not follow it in its flight.
I breathed a song into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For who has sight so keen and strong,
That it can follow the flight of song?
Long, long afterward, in an oak
I found the arrow, still unbroke;
And the song, from beginning to end,
I found again in the heart of a friend.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807-1882), American poet and educator who gave poetry higher standing within American society than it had enjoyed ever before. His works include Paul Revere’s Ride, The Song of Hiawatha, and Evangeline. He was the first American to translate Dante’s Divine Comedy.
Friday, March 1, 2024
Golden Slumbers (1603)
Golden slumbers kiss your eyes,
Smiles awake you when you rise;
Sleep, pretty wantons, do not cry,
And I will sing a lullaby,
Rock them, rock them, lullaby.
Care is heavy, therefore sleep you,
You are care, and care must keep you;
Sleep, pretty wantons, do not cry,
And I will sing a lullaby,
Rock them, rock them, lullaby.
Thomas Dekker, 1603
Golden Slumbers (1969)
Once there was a way
To get back homeward
Once there was a way
To get back home
Sleep, pretty darling, do not cry
And I will sing a lullaby
Golden slumbers fill your eyes
Smiles await you when you rise
Sleep pretty darling, do not cry
And I will sing a lullaby
Once there was a way
To get back homeward
Once there was a way
To get back home
Sleep, pretty darling, do not cry
And I will sing a lullaby
Paul McCartney, 1969
Listen to the MUSTEN’TS
Listen to the MUSTN’TS, child,
Listen to the DON’TS
Listen to the SHOULDN’TS
The IMPOSSIBLES, the WONT’S
Listen to the NEVER HAVES
Then listen close to me-
Anything can happen, child,
ANYTHING can be
Shel Silverstein
Thursday, February 29, 2024
Listen… and incline the ear of your heart.
St. Benedict
You cannot truly listen to anyone and do anything else at the same time.
M. Scott Peck
This is the time to be slow,
Lie low to the wall
Until the bitter weather passes.
Try, as best you can, not to let
The wire brush of doubt
Scrape from your heart
All sense of yourself
And your hesitant light.
If you remain generous,
Time will come good;
And you will find your feet
Again on fresh pastures of promise,
Where the air will be kind
And blushed with beginning.
John O’Donohue (1956-2008), Irish poet, author, priest, and Hegelian philosopher
Wednesday, February 28, 2024
One of the deepest longings of the human soul is to be seen.
John O’Donohue (1956-2008), Irish poet, author, priest, and Hegelian philosopher
I Go Down To The Shore
I go down to the shore in the morning
and depending on the hour the waves
are rolling in or moving out,
and I say, oh, I am miserable,
what shall—
what should I do? And the sea says
in its lovely voice:
“Excuse me, I have work to do.”
Mary Oliver
Love yourself. Then forget it.
Then, love the world.
Mary Oliver
Tuesday, February 27, 2024
Ozymandias
I met a traveller from an antique land,
Who said—“Two vast and trunkless legs of stone
Stand in the desert. . . . Near them, on the sand,
Half sunk a shattered visage lies, whose frown,
And wrinkled lip, and sneer of cold command,
Tell that its sculptor well those passions read
Which yet survive, stamped on these lifeless things,
The hand that mocked them, and the heart that fed;
And on the pedestal, these words appear:
My name is Ozymandias, King of Kings;
Look on my Works, ye Mighty, and despair!
Nothing beside remains. Round the decay
Of that colossal Wreck, boundless and bare
The lone and level sands stretch far away.”
Percy Bysshe Shelley (1792-1822)
Earth Verse
Wide enough to keep you looking
Open enough to keep you moving
Dry enough to keep you honest
Prickly enough to make you tough
Green enough to go on living
Old enough to give you dreams
Gary Snyder
Monday, February 26, 2024
I thank You God for most this amazing
day:
for the leaping greenly spirits of trees
and a blue true dream of sky;
and for everything
which is natural which is infinite which is yes.
e.e. cummings
Sunday, February 25, 2024
The miracle is that the honey is always there,
right under your nose,
only you were too busy searching elsewhere to realize it.
The worst is not dying but being blind,
blind to the fact that everything about life
is in the nature of the miraculous.
Henry Miller (1891-1980)
Poetry is a life-cherishing force.
For poems are not words, after all,
but fires for the cold,
ropes let down to the lost,
something as necessary as bread
in the pockets of the hungry.
Mary Oliver
Saturday, February 24, 2024
The music is not in the notes,
but in the silence between.
Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
Ten Thousand Flowers in Spring
Ten thousand flowers in spring, the moon in autumn,
A cool breeze in summer, snow in winter.
If your mind isn’t clouded by unnecessary things,
This is the best season of your life.
Wu-men (1183-1260), classical Zen poet
We will want the good that is in us all,
even in the worst of us,
to flower and to grow.
But first of all we shall want sunlight;
nothing much can grow in the dark.
Meditation is our step out into the sun.
Bill W. (William Griffith Wilson, 1895-1971), co-founder of Alcoholics Anonymous (AA)
Friday, February 23, 2024
My grandmother once gave me a tip:
In difficult times, you move forward in small steps.
Do what you have to do, but little by little.
Don’t think about the future, or what may happen tomorrow.
Wash the dishes.
Remove the dust.
Write a letter.
Make a soup.
You see?
You are advancing step by step.
Take a step and stop.
Rest a little.
Praise yourself.
Take another step.
Then another.
You won’t notice, but your steps will grow more and more.
And the time will come when you can think about the future without crying.
Elena Mikhalkova
The Hippo
The hippo floats in swamp serene,
some emerged, but most unseen.
Seeing all and only blinking,
Who knows what this beast is thinking.
Gliding, and of judgment clear,
Letting go and being here.
Seeing all, both guilt and glory,
Only noting. But that’s MY story.
I sit here hippo-like and breathe,
While inside I storm and seethe.
Would that I were half equanimous
As that placid hippopotamus.
Steven Hickman
Thursday, February 22, 2024
Don’t let one cloud obliterate the whole sky.
Anais Nin
You cannot save people. You can only love them.
Anais Nin
As I walked out the door toward the gate that would lead to my freedom,
I knew if I didn’t leave my bitterness and hatred behind, I’d still be in prison.
Nelson Mandela
Wednesday, February 21, 2024
Make your interests gradually wider and more impersonal, until bit by bit the walls of the ego recede, and your life becomes increasingly merged in the universal life. An individual human existence should be like a river — small at first, narrowly contained within its banks, and rushing passionately past rocks and over waterfalls. Gradually the river grows wider, the banks recede, the waters flow more quietly, and in the end, without any visible break, they become merged in the sea, and painlessly lose their individual being.
Bertrand Russell (1872-1970), British mathematician, philosopher, and public intellectual. He had influence on mathematics, logic, set theory, and various areas of analytic philosophy.
Unconditional
Willing to experience aloneness,
I discover connection everywhere;
Turning to face my fear,
I meet the warrior who lives within;
Opening to my loss,
I gain the embrace of the universe;
Surrendering into emptiness,
I find fullness without end.
Each condition I flee from pursues me,
Each condition I welcome transforms me
And becomes itself transformed
Into its radiant jewel-like essence.
I bow to the one who has made it so,
Who has crafted this Master Game;
To play it is purest delight –
To honor its form, true devotion.
Jennifer Paine Welwood
Tuesday, February 20, 2024
Meditation practice isn’t about trying to throw ourselves away
and become something better.
It’s about befriending who we are already.
Pema Chödrön
If you can fall in love again and again,
if you can forgive as well as forget,
if you can keep from growing sour,
surly, bitter and cynical…
you’ve got it half licked.
Henry Miller (1891-1980)
Monday, February 19, 2024
If we think of defeat, that is what we will get.
If we are undecided, nothing will happen for us.
We must just pick something great to do and do it.
Never do we think of failure at all,
for as we think now, that is what we will get.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
Learn to be alone and like it.
There is nothing more freeing and empowering
than learning to like your own company.
Mandy Hale
Sunday, February 18, 2024
The Way It Is
There’s a thread you follow.
It goes among things that change.
But it doesn’t change.
People wonder about what you are pursuing.
You have to explain about the thread.
But it is hard for others to see.
While you hold it you can’t get lost.
Tragedies happen; people get hurt
or die; and you suffer and get old.
Nothing you do can stop time’s unfolding.
You don’t ever let go of the thread.
William Stafford
In my sleep I dreamed this poem
Someone I loved once gave me
a box full of darkness.
It took me years to understand
that this, too, was a gift.
Mary Oliver
Saturday, February 17, 2024
Whatever course you decide upon,
there is always someone to tell you
that you are wrong.
There are always difficulties arising
which tempt you to believe that your critics are right.
To map out a course of action
and follow it to an end requires courage.
Ralph Waldo Emerson (1803-1882), American essayist, lecturer, philosopher, abolitionist and poet who led the transcendentalist movement of the mid-19th century
It’s good to leave each day behind,
like flowing water, free of sadness,
yesterday is gone and its tale told,
today new seeds are growing.
Rumi
Hokusai Says
Hokusai says look carefully.
He says pay attention, notice.
He says keep looking, stay curious.
He says there is no end to seeing.
He says look forward to getting old.
He says keep changing,
you just get more who you really are.
He says get stuck, accept it, repeat
yourself as long as it is interesting.
He says keep doing what you love.
He says keep praying.
He says everyone of us is a child,
everyone of us is ancient,
everyone of us has a body.
He says everyone of us is frightened.
He says everyone of us has to find
a way to live with fear.
He says everything is alive–
shells, buildings, people, fish,
mountains, trees, wood is alive.
Water is alive.
Everything has its own life.
Everything lives inside us.
He says live with the world inside you.
He says it doesn’t matter if you draw,
or write books. It doesn’t matter
if you saw wood, or catch fish.
It doesn’t matter if you sit at home
and stare at the ants on your veranda
or the shadows of the trees
and grasses in your garden.
It matters that you care.
It matters that you feel.
It matters that you notice.
It matters that life lives through you.
Contentment is life living through you.
Joy is life living through you.
Satisfaction and strength
is life living through you.
He says don’t be afraid.
Don’t be afraid.
Love, feel, let life take you by the hand.
Let life live through you.
Roger S Keyes
Friday, February 16, 2024
Four Keys to Happiness
Friendship towards the joyful,
Compassion towards the suffering,
Happiness towards the pure, and
Undisturbed towards the impure.
Upanishads
Look Well to This Day
Look to this day,
for it is life – the very life of life.
In its brief course lie all the verities
and realities of your existence:
the bliss of growth,
the glory of action,
the splendor of beauty.
For yesterday is already a dream
and tomorrow is only a vision;
but today, well-lived,
makes every yesterday a dream of happiness
and every tomorrow a vision of hope.
Look well, therefore, to this day.
Such is the salutation of the dawn.
Kālidāsa, classical Sanskrit scholar considered one of ancient India’s greatest poets and playwrights. He lived during the 4th and 5th centuries CE.
Thursday, February 15, 2024
The longer I live, the more deeply I learn that love—whether we call it friendship or family or romance—is the work of mirroring and magnifying each other’s light. Gentle work. Steadfast work. Life-saving work in those moments when life and shame and sorrow occlude our own light from our view, but there is still a clear-eyed loving person to beam it back. In our best moments, we are that person for another.
James Baldwin
Love does not dominate; it cultivates.
Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe
There is no charm equal to tenderness of heart.
Jane Austen
Though we may be learned by another’s knowledge, we can never be wise but by our own experience.
Michel de Montaigne
Sometimes it is a good choice not to choose at all.
Michel de Montaigne (1533-1592), French-Occitan author, philosopher, and statesman, who is considered to be among the most significant philosophers of the French Renaissance (1500 -1600), which was the cultural rebirth of Europe
Wednesday, February 14, 2024
Love is the sweet expression of life.
It is the supreme content of life.
Love is the force of life, powerful and sublime.
The flower of life blooms in love
and radiates love all around.
Life expresses itself through love.
The stream of life is a wave on the ocean of love.
Life is expressed in the waves of love,
and the ocean of love flows in the waves of life.
What a comfort love brings to the heart.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
At the heart of every winter,
there is a quivering spring;
and behind the veil of each night
there is a smiling dawn.
Kahlil Gibran
Tuesday, February 13, 2024
Sleep that knits up the ravell’d sleave of care,
The death of each day’s life,
sore labour’s bath,
Balm of hurt minds,
great nature’s second course,
Chief nourisher in life’s feast.
Shakespeare, Macbeth, Act 2, Scene 2
What Are Heavy?
What are heavy? Sea-sand and sorrow;
What are brief? Today and tomorrow;
What are frail? Spring blossoms and youth;
What are deep? The ocean and truth.
Christina Rossetti (1830 –1894), English poet who wrote a variety of romantic, devotional, and children’s poems
Monday, February 12, 2024
In an age of speed, I began to think, nothing could be more invigorating than going slow. In an age of distraction, nothing can feel more luxurious than paying attention. And in an age of constant movement, nothing is more urgent than sitting still. You
Pico Iyer, The Art of Stillness: Adventures in Going Nowhere
Not many years ago, it was access to information and movement that seemed our greatest luxury; nowadays it’s often freedom from information, the chance to sit still, that feels like the ultimate prize.
Pico Iyer, The Art of Stillness: Adventures in Going Nowhere
Us Two
Wherever I am, there’s always Pooh,
There’s always Pooh and Me.
Whatever I do, he wants to do,
“Where are you going today?” says Pooh:
“Well, that’s very odd ‘cos I was too.
Let’s go together,” says Pooh, says he.
“Let’s go together,” says Pooh.
“What’s twice eleven?” I said to Pooh.
(“Twice what?” said Pooh to Me.)
“I think it ought to be twenty-two.”
“Just what I think myself,” said Pooh.
“It wasn’t an easy sum to do,
But that’s what it is,” said Pooh, said he.
“That’s what it is,” said Pooh.
“Let’s look for dragons,” I said to Pooh.
“Yes, let’s,” said Pooh to Me.
We crossed the river and found a few-
“Yes, those are dragons all right,” said Pooh.
“As soon as I saw their beaks I knew.
That’s what they are,” said Pooh, said he.
“That’s what they are,” said Pooh.
“Let’s frighten the dragons,” I said to Pooh.
“That’s right,” said Pooh to Me.
“I’m not afraid,” I said to Pooh,
And I held his paw and I shouted “Shoo!
Silly old dragons!”- and off they flew.
“I wasn’t afraid,” said Pooh, said he,
“I’m never afraid with you.”
So wherever I am, there’s always Pooh,
There’s always Pooh and Me.
“What would I do?” I said to Pooh,
“If it wasn’t for you,” and Pooh said: “True,
It isn’t much fun for One, but Two,
Can stick together, says Pooh, says he.
“That’s how it is,” says Pooh.
AA Milne
Sunday, February 11, 2024
The Infinite
The Infinite always is silent:
It is only the Finite speaks.
Our words are the idle wave-caps
On the deep that never breaks.
We may question with wand of science,
Explain, decide and discuss;
But only in meditation
The Mystery speaks to us.
John Boyle O’Reilly (1844-1890), Irish poet, journalist, author, activist, and, when he moved to Boston, an abolitionist
DEAR YOU
Dear you,
You who always have
so many things to do
so many places to be
your mind spinning like
fan blades at high speed
each moment always a blur
because you’re never still.
I know you’re tired.
I also know it’s not your fault.
The constant brain-buzz is like
a swarm of bees threatening
to sting if you close your eyes.
You’ve forgotten something again.
You need to prepare for that or else.
You should have done that differently.
What if you closed your eyes?
Would the world fall
apart without you?
Or would your mind
become the open sky
flock of thoughts
flying across the sunrise
as you just watched and smiled.
Kaveri Patel
Saturday, February 10, 2024
The first peace, which is the most important, is that which comes within the souls of people when they realize their relationship, their oneness, with the universe and all its powers, and when they realize that at the center of the universe dwells Wakan-Tanka, the Great Spirit, and that this center is really everywhere; it is within each of us. This is the real peace, and the others are but reflections of this. The second peace is that which is made between two individuals, and the third is that which is made between two nations. But above all you should understand that there can never be peace between nations until there is known that true peace which, as I have often said, is within the souls of men.
Black Elk (1863-1950)
I Worried
I worried a lot. Will the garden grow, will the rivers
flow in the right direction, will the earth turn
as it was taught, and if not how shall
I correct it?
Was I right, was I wrong, will I be forgiven,
can I do better?
Will I ever be able to sing, even the sparrows
can do it and I am, well,
hopeless.
Is my eyesight fading or am I just imagining it,
am I going to get rheumatism,
lockjaw, dementia?
Finally I saw that worrying had come to nothing.
And gave it up. And took my old body
and went out into the morning,
and sang.
Mary Oliver
Friday, February 9, 2024
For a new beginning
In out of the way places of the heart
Where your thoughts never think to wander
This beginning has been quietly forming
Waiting until you were ready to emerge.
For a long time it has watched your desire
Feeling the emptiness grow inside you
Noticing how you willed yourself on
Still unable to leave what you had outgrown.
It watched you play with the seduction of safety
And the grey promises that sameness whispered
Heard the waves of turmoil rise and relent
Wondered would you always live like this.
Then the delight, when your courage kindled,
And out you stepped onto new ground,
Your eyes young again with energy and dream
A path of plenitude opening before you.
Though your destination is not clear
You can trust the promise of this opening;
Unfurl yourself into the grace of beginning
That is one with your life’s desire.
Awaken your spirit to adventure
Hold nothing back, learn to find ease in risk
Soon you will be home in a new rhythm
For your soul senses the world that awaits you.
John O’Donohue
INNER PEACE
If you can start the day without caffeine,
If you can get going without pep pills,
If you can always be cheerful, ignoring aches and pains,
If you can resist complaining and boring people with your troubles,
If you can eat the same food every day and be grateful for it,
If you can understand when your loved ones are too busy to give you any time,
If you can overlook when those you love take it out on you when, through no fault of yours, something goes wrong,
If you can take criticism and blame without resentment,
If you can ignore a friend’s limited education and never correct him,
If you can resist treating a rich friend better than a poor friend,
If you can face the world without lies and deceit,
If you can conquer tension without medical help,
If you can relax without liquor,
If you can sleep without the aid of drugs,
If you can say honestly that deep in your heart you have no prejudice against creed, color, religion or politics,
Then, my friend, you are probably your family dog!
Author unknown
Thursday, February 8, 2024
Compassion
Have compassion for everyone you meet,
even if they don’t want it.
What appears bad manners, an ill temper
or cynicism is always a sign of things no ears
have heard, no eyes have seen.
You do not know what wars are going on
down there where the spirit meets the bone.
Miller Williams (1930-2015), an American contemporary poet, as well as a university professor, translator and editor. He produced over 25 books and won several awards for his poetry.
God gave us the gift of life;
it is up to us to give ourselves
the gift of living well.
Voltaire (1694-1778), French Enlightenment writer, philosopher, satirist, and historian. He was an advocate of freedom of speech, freedom of religion, and separation of church and state.
Wednesday, February 7, 2024
Love feels no burden,
thinks nothing of trouble,
attempts what is above its strength,
pleads no excuse of impossibility…
It is therefore able to undertake all things.
St Thomas Aquinas (1225-1274), Italian Dominican friar and priest, and an influential philosopher and theologian
Everything can be taken from a man but one thing: the last of the human freedoms — to choose one’s attitude in any given set of circumstances, to choose one’s own way.
Viktor Frankl, psychiatrist, holocaust survivor, author of Man’s Search for Meaning
Tuesday, February 6, 2024
Brackets
I’d never mastered
those little pockets of time
before an event,
like when to leave the apartment
to get to my first appointment,
or when to leave the office
to get home.
This quandary of mine
started early.
The corner library
mesmerized me.
So many books!
From Green Eggs and Ham
to Madeline –
So much to read!
So much abundance!
I’ve been like the diner
at the buffet table,
who fills her plate
to overflowing,
her eyes bigger
than her stomach,
and the hoarder
who keeps buying
stuff, whose closets
overflow to everywhere.
Closets don’t magically grow,
though, I’ve found, stomachs do.
There are only so many
things you can do in a day,
only so many things
you can do in a lifetime.
Making choices creates boundaries.
Boundaries help you make choices.
Choices create you.
You are where you need to be.
Emily Lewis Penn
As swimmers dare
to lie face to the sky
and water bears them,
as hawks rest upon air
and air sustains them,
so would I learn to attain
freefall, and float
into Creator Spirit’s deep embrace,
knowing no effort earns
that all-surrounding grace.
Denise Levertov
Monday, February 5, 2024
Your actions speak so loud that I can’t hear what you say.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
To live a good life—we have the potential for it. If we can learn to be indifferent to what makes no difference.
Marcus Aurelius
Sunday, February 4, 2024
Meditation practice is like piano scales, basketball drills, ballroom dance class. Practice requires discipline; it can be tedious; it is necessary. After you have practiced enough, you become more skilled at the art form itself. You do not practice to become a great scale player or drill champion. You practice to become a musician or athlete. Likewise, one does not practice meditation to become a great meditator. We meditate to wake up and live, to become skilled at the art of living.
Elizabeth Lesser
Life
Life, believe, is not a dream
So dark as sages say;
Oft a little morning rain
Foretells a pleasant day.
Sometimes there are clouds of gloom,
But these are transient all;
If the shower will make the roses bloom,
O why lament its fall?
Charlotte Bronte
Saturday, February 3, 2024
It should be firmly established in the mind of every individual that he is part of the whole life of the universe and that his relationship to universal life is that of one cell to the whole body. The boundaries of the individual life are not restricted to the boundaries of the body, nor even to those of one’s family or one’s home; they extend far beyond those spheres to the limitless horizon of unbounded cosmic life.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
When you arise in the morning,
think of what a precious privilege
it is to be alive, to breathe, to think,
to enjoy, to love.
Marcus Aurelius
Friday, February 2, 2024
Hesse on Wonder
Wonder is where it starts, and though wonder is also where it ends, this is no futile path. Whether admiring a patch of moss, a crystal, flower, or golden beetle, a sky full of clouds, a sea with the serene, vast sigh of its swells, or a butterfly wing with its arrangement of crystalline ribs, contours, and the vibrant bezel of its edges, the diverse scripts and ornamentations of its markings, and the infinite, sweet, delightfully inspired transitions and shadings of its colors — whenever I experience part of nature, whether with my eyes or another of the five senses, whenever I feel drawn in, enchanted, opening myself momentarily to its existence and epiphanies, that very moment allows me to forget the avaricious, blind world of human need, and rather than thinking or issuing orders, rather than acquiring or exploiting, fighting or organizing, all I do in that moment is “wonder,” like Goethe, and not only does this wonderment establish my brotherhood with him, other poets, and sages, it also makes me a brother to those wondrous things I behold and experience as the living world: butterflies and moths, beetles, clouds, rivers and mountains, because while wandering down the path of wonder, I briefly escape the world of separation and enter the world of unity.
Hermann Hesse
The Peace of Wild Things
When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.
Wendell Berry
The Rose Family
The rose is a rose,
And was always a rose.
But now the theory goes
That the apple’s a rose,
And the pear is, and so’s
The plum, I suppose.
The dear only knows
What will next prove a rose.
You, of course, are a rose
But were always a rose.
Robert Frost
Thursday, February 1, 2024
When I Heard the Learn’d Astronomer
When I heard the learn’d astronomer,
When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me,
When I was shown the charts and diagrams, to add, divide, and measure them,
When I sitting heard the astronomer where he lectured with much applause in the lecture-room,
How soon unaccountable I became tired and sick,
Till rising and gliding out I wander’d off by myself,
In the mystical moist night-air, and from time to time,
Look’d up in perfect silence at the stars.
Walt Whitman
WORD OF THE DAY
Besa
(Albanian, n ) – A code of honor, which serves as the highest ethical code in the country. “Besa” means literally “to keep the promise.” One who acts according to “Besa” is someone who keeps their word, someone to whom one can trust one’s life and the lives of one’s family.
Wednesday, January 31, 2024
Crying does not indicate that you are weak. Since birth, crying has always been a sign that you are alive.
Charlotte Bronte, English novelist and poet, the eldest of the three Brontë sisters who survived into adulthood and whose novels became classics of English literature.
It does not matter how slowly you go as long as you do not stop.
Confucius
It’s not what we eat but what we digest that makes us strong;
not what we gain but what we save that makes us rich;
not what we read but what we remember that makes us learned;
and not what we profess but what we practice that gives us integrity.
Sir Francis Bacon (1561-1626), English philosopher and statesman whose works are seen as contributing to the scientific method and remained influential through the later stages of the scientific revolution.
One kind word can warm three winter months.
Japanese Proverb
Tuesday, January 30, 2024
Just keep in mind: the more we value things outside our control, the less control we have.
Epictetus (55-135 AD), Greek Stoic philosopher
Wealth consists not in having great possessions but in having few wants.
Epictetus
At any moment, you have a choice that either leads you closer to your spirit or further away from it.
Thich Nhat Hanh
When another person makes you suffer, it is because they suffer deeply within themselves and their suffering is spilling over. They do not need punishment–they need your help.
Thich Nhat Hanh
Monday, January 29, 2024
A Poem for Someone Who Is Juggling Her Life
This is a poem for someone
who is juggling her life.
Be still sometimes.
Be still sometimes.
It needs repeating
over and over
to catch her attention
over and over,
as someone who is juggling her life
finds it difficult to hear.
Be still sometimes.
Be still sometimes.
Let it all fall sometimes.
Rose Cook
The greatest and most important problems of life are all in a certain sense insoluble…. They can never be solved, but only outgrown…. This ‘outgrowing’, as I formerly called it, on further experience was seen to consist in a new level of consciousness. Some higher or wider interest arose on the person’s horizon, and through this widening of view, the insoluble problem lost its urgency. It was not solved logically in its own terms, but faded out when confronted with a new and stronger life-tendency.
Carl Jung (1875-1961)
Sunday, January 28, 2024
The factor of time is very vital in life.
Those who have accomplished great things
in the world have been those who valued time in their life.
The time of life is limited and a great amount of evolution
has to be accomplished for fulfillment of life.
Therefore, the factor of time must be valued above everything.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
The Guest House
This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
As an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.
The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing,
and invite them in.
Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.
Rumi
I think probably kindness is my number one attribute in a human being. I’ll put it before any of the things like courage or bravery or generosity or anything else. Kindness – that simple word. To be kind – it covers everything, to my mind. If you’re kind that’s it.
Raold Dahl, British author of popular children’s literature and short stories, including Charlie and the Chocolate Factory, Matilda, and James and the Giant Peach
Saturday, January 27, 2024
It is a serious thing
just to be alive
on this fresh morning
in the broken world.
Mary Oliver
Friday, January 26, 2024
Fire
What makes a fire burn
is space between the logs,
a breathing space.
Too much of a good thing,
too many logs
packed in too tight
can douse the flames
almost as surely
as a pail of water would.
So building fires
requires attention
to the spaces in between,
as much as to the wood.
When we are able to build
open spaces
in the same way
we have learned
to pile on the logs,
then we can come to see how
it is fuel, and absence of the fuel
together, that make fire possible
We only need to lay a log
lightly from time to time.
A fire
grows
simply because the space is there,
with openings
in which the flame
that knows just how it wants to burn
can find its way.
Judy Brown
Things falling apart is a kind of testing and also a kind of healing. We think the point is to pass the test or to overcome the problem, but the truth is that things don’t really get solved. They come together and they fall apart. Then they come together again and fall apart again. It’s just like that. The healing comes from letting there be room for all of this to happen: room for grief, for relief, for misery, for joy.
Pema Chodron
Thursday, January 25, 2024
To Come Home to Yourself
May all that is unforgiven in you,
Be released.
May your fears yield
Their deepest tranquilities.
May all that is unlived in you,
Blossom into a future,
Graced with love.
John O’Donohue
Who You Are
Who you are is so much more than what you do. The essence, shining through the heart, soul, and center, the bare and bold truth of you are does not lie in your to-do list. You are not just at the surface of your skin, not just the impulse to arrange the muscles of your face into a smile or a frown, not just boundless energy, or bone wearying fatigue. Delve deeper. You are divinity; the vast and open sky of spirit. It’s the light of God, the ember at your core, the passion and the presence, the timeless, deathless essence of you that reaches out and touches me. Who you are transcends fear and turns suffering into liberation. Who you are is love.
Danna Faulds
Wednesday, January 24, 2024
Have You Earned Your Tomorrow
Is anybody happier because you passed his way?
Does anyone remember that you spoke to him today?
This day is almost over, and its toiling time is through;
Is there anyone to utter now a kindly word of you?
Did you give a cheerful greeting to the friend who came along?
Or a churlish sort of “Howdy” and then vanish in the throng?
Were you selfish pure and simple as you rushed along the way,
Or is someone mighty grateful for a deed you did today?
Can you say tonight, in parting with the day that’s slipping fast,
That you helped a single brother of the many that you passed?
Is a single heart rejoicing over what you did or said;
Does a man whose hopes were fading now with courage look ahead?
Did you waste the day, or lose it, was it well or sorely spent?
Did you leave a trail of kindness or a scar of discontent?
As you close your eyes in slumber do you think that God would say,
You have earned one more tomorrow by the work you did today?
Edgar A. Guest
When you listen to a lecture, you should not have any idea of yourself. You should not have your own idea when you listen to someone. Forget what you have in your mind and just listen to what he says. To have nothing in your mind is naturalness. Then you will understand what he says. But if you have some idea to compare with what he says, you will not hear everything; your understanding will be one-sided; that is not naturalness.
Shunryu Suzuki, Zen Mind, Beginner’s Mind
When you do something, you should be completely involved in it. You should devote yourself to it completely.
Shunryu Suzuki, Zen Mind, Beginner’s Mind
Tuesday, January 23, 2024
Each Moment is Precious
Live in the moment,
Just take it all in.
Pay attention to everything,
Right there and right then.
Don’t let your mind wander
To what’s coming next.
Cherish this moment
And give it your best.
Don’t let tomorrow
Make you rush through today,
Or too many great moments
Will just go to waste.
And the person you’re with,
In that moment you share,
Give them all of your focus;
Be totally there.
Laugh till it hurts,
Let the tears drop.
Fill up each moment
With all that you’ve got.
Don’t miss the details;
The lesson is there.
Don’t get complacent;
Stay sharp and aware.
It can take but a moment
To change your life’s path.
And once it ticks by,
There is no going back.
In just 60 seconds,
You may make a new friend.
Find your true love,
Or see a life start or end.
You become who you are
In those moments you live.
And the growth’s not in taking
But in how much you give.
Life is just moments,
So precious and few.
Whether valued or squandered,
It’s all up to you!
Patricia A. Fleming
(Note: Fleming was the middle child of three and had a middle-class upbringing. She worked as a psychiatric social worker for 36 years and after retiring, she began writing inspirational poems about life. )
The secret to living well and longer is: eat half, walk double, laugh triple, and love without measure.
Tibetan proverb
Monday, January 22, 2024
Extravagaria
Now we will count to twelve
and we will all keep still.
For once on the face of the earth,
let’s not speak in any language,
let’s stop for a second,
and not move our arms so much.
It would be an exotic moment
without rush, without engines;
we would all be together
in a sudden strangeness…
If we were not so single-minded
about keeping our lives moving,
and for once could do nothing,
perhaps a huge silence
might interrupt this sadness
of never understanding ourselves
and of threatening ourselves
with death.
Perhaps the earth can teach us
as when everything seems dead in winter
and later proves to be alive.
Now I’ll count up to twelve
and you keep quiet and I will go.
Pablo Neruda
A Day of Doing Nothing
Don’t do anything on such a day.
Go outside to be on this carpet of white
Sit still on cotton
That tastes like summer ice cream
Don’t dream of beaches, the sun and warm air.
Stillness.
White on white, like nothingness.
Like, everything.
Thu Tran, MD
Sunday, January 21, 2024
What Do We Know
The sky cleared
I was standing
under a tree.
and there were stars in the sky
that were also themselves
at the moment
at which moment
my right hand
was holding my left hand
which was holding the tree
which was filled with stars
and the soft rain —
imagine! Imagine!
the long and wondrous journeys
still to be ours.
Mary Oliver
THE PROPHET
Do not live half a life
and do not die a half death
If you choose silence, then be silent
When you speak, do so until you are finished
If you accept, then express it bluntly
Do not mask it
If you refuse then be clear about it
for an ambiguous refusal is but a weak acceptance
Do not accept half a solution
Do not believe half truths
Do not dream half a dream
Do not fantasize about half hopes
Half the way will get you no where
You are a whole that exists to live a life
not half a life.
Khalil Gibran
Saturday, January 20, 2024
See the job. Do the job. Stay out of the misery.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
You have control over action alone,
never over its fruits. Live not for
the fruits of action, nor attach
yourself to inaction.
Bhagavad-Gita, Ch 2, Verse 47
You ask a philosopher a question and after he or she has talked for a bit, you don’t understand your question anymore!
Philippa Foot (1920-2010), English philosopher
I have found that if I say what I am really thinking and feeling, people are more likely to say what they really think and feel. The conversation becomes a real conversation.
Carol Gilligan, American philosopher
You can’t go back and change the beginning, but you can start where you are and change the ending.
C. S. Lewis
Friday, January 19, 2024
If the doors of perception were cleansed
everything would appear to man as it is, Infinite.
For man has closed himself up,
till he sees all things thro’ narrow chinks of his cavern.
William Blake
He who binds to himself a joy
Does the winged life destroy
He who kisses the joy as it flies
Lives in eternity’s sunrise.
William Blake
For all eternity, I forgive you and you forgive me.
William Blake
The bird a nest, the spider a web, man friendship.
William Blake
To see a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower,
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour.
William Blake
Words are a pretext.
It is the inner bond that draws
one person to another, not words.
Rumi
Go back and take care of yourself.
Your body needs you, your feelings need you,
Your perceptions need you.
Your suffering needs you to acknowledge it.
Go home and be there for all these things.
Thich Nhat Hanh
Thursday, January 18, 2024
The beginning of love is to let those we love be perfectly themselves, and not to twist them to fit our own image. Otherwise we love only the reflection of ourselves that we find in them.
Thomas Merton
The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong.
Mahatma Gandhi
An eye for an eye only ends up making the whole world blind.
Mahatma Gandhi
Happiness is when what you think, what you say, and what you do are in harmony.
Mahatma Gandhi
Wednesday, January 17, 2024
The longer I live, the more deeply I learn that love—whether we call it friendship or family or romance—is the work of mirroring and magnifying each other’s light. Gentle work. Steadfast work. Life-saving work in those moments when life and shame and sorrow occlude our own light from our view, but there is still a clear-eyed loving person to beam it back. In our best moments, we are that person for another.
Maria Popova, The Marginalian
The technique of receiving help from the surroundings is in our attitude of giving. If we want to receive the maximum at all times, we must have an attitude of giving.
“If you want to receive, you must give” is a law of nature.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
Tuesday, January 16, 2024
From the standpoint of daily life, however, there is one thing we do know: that we are here for the sake of each other – above all for those upon whose smile and well-being our own happiness depends, and also for the countless unknown souls with whose fate we are connected by a bond of sympathy. Many times a day I realize how much my own outer and inner life is built upon the labors of my fellow men [and women], both living and dead, and how earnestly I must exert myself in order to give in return as much as I have received.
Albert Einstein
EARLY BIRD
Oh, if you’re a bird, be an early bird
And catch the worm for your breakfast plate.
If you’re a bird, be an early bird—
But if you’re a worm, sleep late.
Shel Silverstein
PUT SOMETHING IN
Draw a crazy picture,
Write a nutty poem,
Sing a mumble-gumble song,
Whistle through your comb.
Do a loony-goony dance
‘Cross the kitchen floor,
Put something silly in the world
That ain’t been there before.
Shel Silverstein
Monday, January 15, 2024
I do not forget any good deed done to me and I do not carry a grudge for a bad one.
Viktor Frankl
Everything can be taken from a man but one thing: the last of the human freedoms — to choose one’s attitude in any given set of circumstances, to choose one’s own way.
Viktor Frankl
When we are no longer able to change a situation, we are challenged to change ourselves.
Viktor Frankl
Love is the only way to grasp another human being in the innermost core of his personality.
Viktor Frankl
Do the best you can until you know better. Then when you know better, do better.
Maya Angelou
Excerpts about the three types of Greek love from
Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.’s “I Have a Dream” Speech
July 4, 1965, Washington, DC
Now I always have to pause and try to give the meaning of love in the area of human relations. And fortunately, the Greek language comes to our aid at this point, there are three words in the Greek language for love. There’s the word eros. This is the sort of aesthetic love. Plato talks about it a great deal in his dialogues, a yearning of the soul for the realm of the divine. It has come to us to be a sort of a romantic love. Romantic love is a phase of eros.
And so we all know about eros. We’ve experienced it. We live with it. We read about it in all of the beauties of literature. … In a sense, Shakespeare was speaking of eros when he said love is not love which alters, when it’s alteration bends with the remover to remove it. You know, I can remember that because I used to quote it to my wife when we were courting. That’s eros.
The Greek language talks about phileo, which is a sort of a reciprocal love. It is a love, an intimate affection between personal friends and so on this level you love because you are loved. You love people that you like. This is friendship.
Then the Greek language comes out with another word. It is a word agape. Agape is more than romantic love. Agape is more than friendship. Agape is understanding creative, redemptive goodwill for all men. It is an overflowing love which seeks nothing in return. Theologians would say that it is the love of God operating in the human heart. …
I believe that this is a type of expression of love that can guide us through this period of transition. This is a part of the nonviolent resistance approach. It has practical consequences and is based on high and noble moral and ethical principles. So the individual who follows this method stands up before the opponent and says we will match your capacity to inflict suffering by our capacity to endure suffering. We will meet your physical force with soul force. …”
Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.
I believe that unarmed truth and unconditional love will have the final word in reality. This is why right, temporarily defeated, is stronger than evil triumphant.
Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.
If we are to have peace on earth, our loyalties must become ecumenical rather than sectional. Our loyalties must transcend our race, our tribe, our class, and our nation; and this means we must develop a world perspective.
Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.
We must accept finite disappointment, but never lose infinite hope.
Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.
I have decided to stick with love. Hate is too great a burden to bear.
Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.
Sunday, January 14, 2024
Love After Love
The time will come
when, with elation
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror
and each will smile at the other’s welcome,
and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you
all your life, whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,
the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.
Derek Walcott, Saint Lucian poet and playwright, who received the 1992 Nobel Prize in Literature
WORD OF THE DAY
Ishq
(Arabic, n ) – This word evokes “Pure love” or “divine love”—and is derived from the root of “to stick or cleave to.” In Islam, the notion of love is often conceived in an ascending hierarchical order:
(1) natural love or human love between two people,
(2) intellectual love of scripture, and
(3) divine love.
Ishq is divine love and is used extensively in Sufi poetry and other Islamic literature to describe the selfless and burning love for the divine. It is the pure love that is key to the connection between human beings and God, and is sometimes held to have been the basis of creation.
Saturday, January 13, 2024
The Gentle Art of Finding Myself
I felt ungrounded, a little lost, a little sad,
in my second year of college long, long ago.
I visited a counselor, hoping for words
to ease the pain, to set me free.
What I got, instead, was “You’re fine,
a little sad, you’re ok.”
The remedy, to me, it seemed to be,
to leave – to find myself.
What does that even mean?
Where do you go to find yourself –
Another city?
Another country?
A new job?
New friends?
Wherever I went, there I was.
In my 60th year, I was still
looking, longing, learning
that the journey is within,
that I can’t run away.
Thoughts are like weather,
they come, they go.
Wherever I go, there I am.
Yes, something deep inside
is easy to miss.
Yet, it was there all along,
Call it stillness, call it bliss.
Emily Lewis Penn
Who Does He Think She Is?
I asked the Zebra:
Are you black with white stripes?
Or white with black stripes?
And the zebra asked me:
Are you good with bad habits?
Or are you bad with good habits?
Are you noisy with quiet times?
Or are you quiet with noisy times?
Are you happy with some sad days?
Or are you sad with some happy days?
Are you neat with some sloppy ways?
Or are you sloppy with some neat ways?
And on and on and on and on
And on and on he went.
I’ll never ask a zebra
About stripes
Again
Shel Silverstein
Friday, January 12, 2024
Making the decision to have a child is momentous. It is to decide forever to have your heart go walking around outside your body.
Elizabeth Stone
Fear
It is said that before entering the sea
a river trembles with fear.
She looks back at the path she has traveled,
from the peaks of the mountains,
the long winding road crossing forests and villages.
And in front of her,
she sees an ocean so vast,
that to enter
there seems nothing more than to disappear forever.
But there is no other way.
The river cannot go back.
Nobody can go back.
To go back is impossible in existence.
The river needs to take the risk
of entering the ocean
because only then will fear disappear,
because that’s where the river will know
it’s not about disappearing into the ocean,
but of becoming the ocean.
Kahlil Gibran
Even if you’re on the right track,
you’ll get run over if you just sit there.
Will Rogers
Talent is nurtured in solitude;
character is formed in the
stormy billows of the world.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Thursday, January 11, 2024
If you are more
fortunate than others,
build a longer table
not a taller fence.
Anonymous
Invictus
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
William Ernest Henley (1849-1903)
Wednesday, January 10, 2024
The fact that the bridge is shaky does not mean it will break.
Igbo Proverb from Nigeria
If you are on a road to nowhere – find another road.
Ashanti Proverb from Ghana
The one who asks questions does not lose his way.
Akan Proverb from Ghana
On Waking
I give thanks for arriving
Safely in a new dawn,
For the gift of eyes
To see the world,
The gift of mind
To feel at home
In my life.
The waves of possibility
Breaking on the shore of dawn,
The harvest of the past
That awaits my hunger,
And all the furtherings
This new day will bring.
John O’Donohue
Tuesday, January 9, 2024
According to quantum physics a particle vibrating due to your voice when you speak can affect a molecule inside a star at the edge of the Universe, instantly. This phenomenon is known as quantum entanglement. The greatest illusion of this Universe is the illusion of separation.
Neil deGrasse Tyson
Anger – it’s a paralyzing emotion. You can’t get anything done. People sort of think it’s an interesting, passionate, and igniting feeling. I don’t think it’s any of that. It’s helpless, it’s absence of control — and I need all of my skills, all of the control, all of my powers. Anger doesn’t provide any of that. I have no use for it whatsoever.
Toni Morrison (1931-2013), one of the most celebrated authors in the world. Her novels have earned her the Nobel Prize in Literature, the Pulitzer Prize and the Presidential Medal of Freedom.
Monday, January 8, 2024
Grief, I’ve learned, is really just love. It’s all the love you want to give, but cannot. All that unspent love gathers in the corners of your eyes, the lump in your throat, in that hollow part of your chest. Grief is just love with no place to go.
Jamie Anderson
The Way It Is
There’s a thread you follow. It goes among
things that change. But it doesn’t change.
People wonder about what you are pursuing.
You have to explain about the thread.
But it is hard for others to see.
While you hold it you can’t get lost.
Tragedies happen; people get hurt
or die; and you suffer and get old.
Nothing you do can stop time’s unfolding.
You don’t ever let go of the thread.
William Stafford
All journeys have secret destinations of which the traveler is unaware.
Martin Buber (1878-1965), Austrian and Israeli philosopher
Sunday, January 7, 2024
Always in the deep woods when you leave familiar ground and step off alone into a new place . . . There will be, along with the feelings of curiosity and excitement, a little nagging of dread. It is an ancient fear of the unknown. And it is your first bond with the wilderness you are going into. What you are doing is exploring.
Wendell Berry
When there’s a big disappointment, we don’t know if that’s the end of the story. It may be just the beginning of a great adventure.
Pema Chödrön
Nothing ever goes away until it has taught us what we need to know.
Pema Chödrön
Honesty without kindness, humor, and good-heartedness can be just mean.
Pema Chödrön
Saturday, January 6, 2024
Look up at the stars and not down at your feet. Try to make sense of what you see, and wonder about what makes the universe exist. Be curious.
Stephen Hawking
Gravity explains the motions of the planets, but it cannot explain who sets the planets
Sir Isaac Newton
To the mind that is still, the whole universe surrenders.
Lao Tzu
Do not be dismayed by the brokenness of the world.
All things break. And all things can be mended.
Not with time, as they say, but with intention.
So go. Love intentionally, extravagantly, unconditionally.
The broken world awaits in darkness for the light that is you.
L. R. Knost
If we learn to open our hearts, anyone, including the people who drive us crazy, can be our teacher.
Pema Chödrön
Friday, January 5, 2024
Don’t let people pull you into their storm. Pull them into your peace.
Pema Chödrön
UNDERFACE
Underneath my outside face
There’s a face that none can see.
A little less smiley,
A little less sure,
But a whole lot more like me.
Shel Silverstein
HOW MANY, HOW MUCH
How many slams in an old screen door?
Depends how loud you shut it.
How many slices in a bread?
Depends how thin you cut it.
How much good inside a day?
Depends how good you live ‘em.
How much love inside a friend?
Depends how much you give ‘em.
Shel Silverstein
Thursday, January 4, 2024
Loneliness is being alone — and not liking it. It’s a feeling. Solitude is being alone — and content. It’s a choice.
Anonymous
If you’re lonely when you’re alone, you’re in bad company.
Jean-Paul Sartre
I love to be alone. I never found the companion that was so companionable as solitude.
Henry David Thoreau, Walden
We live, in fact, in a world starved for solitude, silence, and private: and therefore starved for meditation and true friendship.
C.S. Lewis, The Weight of Glory
I live in that solitude which is painful in youth, but delicious in the years of maturity.
Albert Einstein
Loneliness is the poverty of self; solitude is richness of self.
May Sarton
There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society, where none intrudes,
By the deep sea, and music in its roar:
I love not man the less, but Nature more
Lord Byron
At the heart of every winter,
there is a quivering spring;
and behind the veil of each night
there is a smiling dawn.
Kahlil Gibran
Worry does not empty tomorrow of its sorrows, but empties today of its strength.
Corrie Ten Boom
We spend precious hours fearing the inevitable. It would be wise to use that time adoring our families, cherishing our friends and living our lives.
Maya Angelou
Wednesday, January 3, 2024
This is the glory of the nature of the Self.
Having come back home, the traveler finds peace.
The intensity of happiness is beyond the superlative.
The bliss of this state eliminates the possibility of any sorrow, great or small…
This state of self-sufficiency leaves one steadfast in oneself—
fulfilled in eternal contentment.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
It takes courage to say yes to rest and play in a culture where exhaustion is seen as a status symbol.
Brené Brown
Tuesday, January 2, 2024
Repentance, Repair, and What True Forgiveness Takes: Lessons from Maimonides for the Modern World
Maria Popova on Danya Ruttenberg’s work on repentance
(Read Here)
… you must be able
to do three things:
to love what is mortal;
to hold it
against your bones knowing
your own life depends on it;
and, when the time comes to let it go,
to let it go.
Mary Oliver, excerpted from In Blackwater Woods
Don’t Quit
When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road you’re trudging seems all uphill,
When the funds are low but the debts are high,
And you want to smile but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit…
Rest if you must, but don’t you quit!
Life is queer with its twists and turns,
As every one of us sometimes learns,
And many failures turn about
When we might have won had we stuck it out.
Don’t give up though the pace seems slow…
You may succeed with another blow.
Often the struggler has given up
When he might have captured the victor’s cup;
And he learned too late when the night came down,
How close he was to the golden crown.
Success is failure turned inside out…
And you can never tell how close you are
It may be near when it seems so far.
So stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit
It’s when things seem worst that you must not quit.
Edgar A. Guest
Monday, Janaury 1, 2024
Desiderata
Go placidly amid the noise and haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible without surrender
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons,
they are vexations to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain and bitter;
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.
Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs;
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals;
and everywhere life is full of heroism.
Be yourself.
Especially, do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love;
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment
it is as perennial as the grass.
Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.
You are a child of the universe,
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.
Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be,
and whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.
With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful.
Strive to be happy.
Max Ehrmann
i am running into a new year
and the old years blow back
like a wind
that i catch in my hair
like strong fingers like
all my old promises and
it will be hard to let go
of what i said to myself
about myself
when i was sixteen and
twenty-six and thirty-six
even thirty-six but
i am running into a new year
and i beg what i love and
i leave to forgive me
Lucille Clifton (1936-2010), one of the most renowned and beloved Black American poets who was twice nominated for a Pulitzer Prize.
…
Thursday, September 7, 2023
Life is amazing. And then it’s awful. And then it’s amazing again. And in between the amazing and awful it’s ordinary and mundane and routine. Breathe in the amazing, hold on through the awful, and relax and exhale during the ordinary. That’s just living heartbreaking, soul-healing, amazing, awful, ordinary life. And it’s breathtakingly beautiful.
L.R. Knost
Wednesday, September 6, 2023
What are heavy? sea-sand and sorrow.
What are brief? today and tomorrow.
What are frail? spring blossoms and youth.
What are deep? the ocean and truth.
Christina Rossetti
To Come Home To Yourself
May all that is unforgiven in you,
Be released.
May your fears yield
Their deepest tranquilities.
May all that is unlived in you,
Blossom into a future,
Graced with love.
John O’Donohue
Tuesday, September 5, 2023
The Shape of Love
What we see is not the most important.
Could dust rise
without the invisible
hand of the wind?
Could a fan turn without any current?
Could lungs breathe without breath?
Tell me
What is the shape of Love?
How much does Joy weigh
when held in the palm of your hand?
Can you catch the Spirit of Life in a jar?
All things seen depend
upon the Unseen.
All sounds depend upon Silence.
All things felt depend
upon that which is beyond feeling.
Adyashanti
The seed of suffering in you may be strong, but don’t wait until you have no more suffering before allowing yourself to be happy.
Thich Nat Hahn
Walk as if you are kissing the earth with your feet.
Thich Nhat Hahn
Monday, September 4, 2023
A lovely poem on the power of a kind thought from the author of Anne of Green Gables:
Gratitude
I thank thee, friend, for the beautiful thought
That in words well chosen thou gavest to me,
Deep in the life of my soul it has wrought
With its own rare essence to ever imbue me,
To gleam like a star over devious ways,
To bloom like a flower on the drearest days
Better such gift from thee to me
Than gold of the hills or pearls of the sea.
For the luster of jewels and gold may depart,
And they have in them no life of the giver,
But this gracious gift from thy heart to my heart
Shall witness to me of thy love forever;
Yea, it shall always abide with me
As a part of my immortality;
For a beautiful thought is a thing divine,
So I thank thee, oh, friend, for this gift of thine.
Lucy Maud Montgomery (1874-1942), Canadian author best known for her collection of novels, essays, short stories, and poetry, beginning in 1908 with Anne of Green Gables. She published 20 novels as well as 530 short stories, 500 poems, and 30 essays.
Think Like a Tree
Soak up the sun
Affirm life’s magic
Be graceful in the wind
Stand tall after a storm
Feel refreshed after it rains
Grow strong without notice
Be prepared for each season
Provide shelter to strangers
Hang tough through a cold spell
Emerge renewed at the first signs of spring
Stay deeply rooted while reaching for the sky
Be still long enough to
hear your own leaves rustling.
Karen I. Shragg
Sunday, September 3, 2023
Softer than the flower where kindness is concerned.
Stronger than thunder where principles are at stake.
Upanishads
Today
Today I’m flying low and I’m
not saying a word
I’m letting all the voodoos of ambition sleep.
The world goes on as it must,
the bees in the garden rumbling a little,
the fish leaping, the gnats getting eaten.
And so forth.
But I’m taking the day off.
Quiet as a feather.
I hardly move though really I’m traveling
a terrific distance.
Stillness. One of the doors
into the temple.
Mary Oliver
Saturday, September 2, 2023
Let There Be
From breath to breath
from dusk to dusk
let there be rainfall
when the soil is parched as rock
let there be sunshine
when the barley bends to be cut
let there be rainbows
when the days are short of light
let there be wind
when our boats are turned for home.
Jane Clarke
All meditation where the intellect is forced to work, fatigues the body. There are other meditations which are restful, full of peace for the intellect, without labor for the interior faculties of the soul, and which are performed without either physical or interior effort. I had experienced such extreme satisfaction since beginning to make use of this method of meditation that I did not think it possible to experience gentler or more innocent joys in life.
Renee Descartes (1596-1650), French philosopher, scientist, and mathematician, widely considered a seminal figure in the emergence of modern philosophy and science. He connected the previously separate fields of geometry and algebra into analytic geometry.
Friday, September 1, 2023
When eating fruit, remember the one who planted the tree.
Vietnamese Proverb
Enough is a feast.
Buddhist Proverb
At times, our own light goes out and is rekindled by a spark from another person. Each of us has cause to think with deep gratitude of those who have lighted the flame within us.
Albert Schweitzer
All journeys have secret destinations of which the traveler is unaware.
Martin Buber
Grief, I have learned, is really just love. It’s all the love you want to give, but cannot. All that unspent love gathers up in the corners of your eyes, the lump in your throat, and that hollow part of your chest. Grief is just love with no place to go.
Jamie Anderson, poet and writer living in the high mountains of Central New Mexico.
Thursday, August 31, 2023
I can feel everything and survive. What I thought would kill me, didn’t. Every time I said to myself: I can’t take this anymore — I was wrong. The truth was that I could and did take it all — and I kept surviving. Surviving again and again made me less afraid of myself, of other people, of life. I learned that I’d never be free from pain but I could be free from the fear of pain, and that was enough.
Glennon Doyle, Untamed
WORDS OF THE DAY
Dadirri
(Australian aboriginal, n ) – Deep listening, an almost spiritual skill, based on respect and a quiet still awareness and patience.
Ayurnamat
(Inuktitut ) – Not worrying about things that cannot be changed.
Gigil
(Tagalog, n ) – The irresistible urge to pinch or squeeze someone because they are loved or cherished.
Wednesday, August 30, 2023
Once upon a time, when women were birds,
there was the simple understanding that
to sing at dawn and to sing at dusk
was to heal the world through joy.
The birds still remember
what we have forgotten,
that the world is meant to be
celebrated.
Terry Tempest Williams, American writer, educator, and conservationist. Her writing is rooted in the American West and has been significantly influenced by the arid landscape of Utah. She was born in 1955.
Seek truth in meditation,
not in moldy books.
Look in the sky to find the moon,
not in the pond.
Persian Proverb
Tuesday, August 29, 2023
AUTOBIOGRAPHY IN FIVE CHAPTERS
1. I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I fall in.
I am lost… I am hopeless.
It isn’t my fault.
It takes forever to find a way out
2. I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend I don’t see it.
I fall in again.
I can’t believe I’m in the same place.
But it isn’t my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.
3. I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I see it is there.
I still fall in… It’s a habit.
My eyes are open.
I know where I am.
It is my fault.
I get out immediately.
4. I walk down the same street
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I walk around it.
5. I walk down another street.
Portia Nelson, Sogyal Rinpoche (The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying)
A man should hear a little music, read a little poetry, and see a fine picture every day of his life, in order that worldly cares may not obliterate the sense of the beautiful which God has implanted in the human soul.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
When the heart is hard and the mind is narrow, then one has to try hard to feel something; one has to try hard to do something. And when the heart is softer then your mind is enlarged—expanded mind. Then one doesn’t have to work so hard to accomplish things and to experience things, to feel. Capacity of feeling and capacity of understanding both improve with the expansion of consciousness.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
Nothing is fixed, forever and forever and forever, it is not fixed. … We made the world living in and we have to make it over.
James Baldwin
To practice five things under all circumstances constitutes perfect virtue; these five are gravity, generosity of soul, sincerity, earnestness, and kindness.
Confucius
The smallest act in the most limited circumstances bears the seed of boundlessness, because one deed, and sometimes one word, suffices to change every constellation.
Hannah Arendt (1906-1975), German-born American historian and political philosopher. She was one of the most influential political theorists of the 20th century.
Monday, August 28, 2023
In an age of speed, I began to think, nothing could be more invigorating than going slow. In an age of distraction, nothing can feel more luxurious than paying attention. And in an age of constant movement, nothing is more urgent than sitting still. … Not many years ago, it was access to information and movement that seemed our greatest luxury; nowadays it’s often freedom from information, the chance to sit still, that feels like the ultimate prize.
Pico Iyer, The Art of Stillness: Adventures in Going Nowhere
When I am Among the Trees
When I am among the trees,
especially the willows and the honey locust,
equally the beech, the oaks and the pines,
they give off such hints of gladness.
I would almost say that they save me, and daily.
I am so distant from the hope of myself,
in which I have goodness, and discernment,
and never hurry through the world
but walk slowly, and bow often.
Around me the trees stir in their leaves
and call out, “Stay awhile.”
The light flows from their branches.
And they call again, “It’s simple,” they say,
“and you too have come
into the world to do this, to go easy, to be filled
with light, and to shine.”
Mary Oliver
You can clutch the past so tightly to your chest that it leaves your arms too full to embrace the present.
Jan Glidewell
In three words I can sum up everything I’ve learned about life: ‘It goes on.’
Robert Frost
Sunday, August 27, 2023
This we know,
the earth does not belong to man;
man belongs to the earth.
All things are connected,
like the blood which unites one family.
What befalls the earth
befalls the sons and daughters of the earth.
Man did not weave the web of life.
He is merely a strand in it.
Whatever he does to the web
he does to himself.
Attributed to Chief Si’ahl/Seattle (1786-1866), who led the Duwamish and Suquamish tribes when the first Euro-American settlers arrived in the Puget Sound region in the 1850s
He that is hard to please, may get nothing in the end.
Aesop
People say nothing is impossible, but I do nothing every day.
Winnie the Pooh (AA Milne)
“Sometimes,’ said Pooh, ‘the smallest things take up the most room in your heart.”
Winnie the Pooh (AA Milne)
Saturday, August 26, 2023
Briefly It Enters, and Briefly Speaks
I am the blossom pressed in a book,
found again after two hundred years…
I am the maker, the lover, and the keeper….
When the young girl who starves
sits down to a table
she will sit beside me…
I am food on the prisoner’s plate…
I am water rushing to the wellhead,
filling the pitcher until it spills…
I am the patient gardener
of the dry and weedy garden…
I am the stone step,
the latch, and the working hinge…
I am the heart contracted by joy…
the longest hair, white
before the rest…
I am there in the basket of fruit
presented to the widow…
I am the musk rose opening
unattended, the fern on the boggy summit…
I am the one whose love
overcomes you, already with you
when you think to call my name…
Jane Kenyon
I thank You God for most this amazing day: for the leaping greenly spirits of trees and a blue true dream of sky; and for everything which is natural which is infinite which is yes.
e.e. cummings
Friday, August 25, 2023
I would like an abundance of peace. I would like full vessels of charity. I would like rich treasures of mercy. I would like cheerfulness to preside over all.
St. Brigid of Kildare (451 – 525), the “mother saint” of Ireland, and one of its three national saints along with St. Patrick and St. Columba.
The glory of friendship is not the outstretched hand, nor the kindly smile nor the joy of companionship; it is the spiritual inspiration that comes to one when he discovers that someone else believes in him and is willing to trust him.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Thursday, August 24, 2023
The birds have vanished down the sky.
Now the last cloud drains away.
We sit together, the mountains and me,
until only the mountains remain.
Li Po, Zazen on Ching-t’ing Mountain
(Note: Called the Poet Immortal, Li Po (701- 762) is often regarded as one of the two greatest poets in China’s literary history. )
The two most powerful warriors are patience and time.
Leo Tolstoy
You are the sky. Everything else is just the weather.
Pema Chodron
Wednesday, August 23, 2023
This is a poem for someone
who is juggling her life.
Be still sometimes.
Be still sometimes.
It needs repeating
over and over
to catch her attention
over and over,
as someone who is juggling her life
finds it difficult to hear.
Be still sometimes.
Be still sometimes.
Let it all fall sometimes.
Rose Cook
Six mistakes mankind keeps making century after century:
Believing that personal gain is made by crushing others;
Worrying about things that cannot be changed or corrected;
Insisting that a thing is impossible because we cannot accomplish it;
Refusing to set aside trivial preferences;
Neglecting development and refinement of the mind;
Attempting to compel others to believe and live as we do.
Marcus Tullius Cicero
There Is Pleasure in the Pathless Woods
There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society, where none intrudes,
By the deep sea, and music in its roar:
I love not man the less, but Nature more,
From these our interviews, in which I steal
From all I may be, or have been before,
To mingle with the Universe, and feel
What I can ne’er express, yet cannot all conceal.
Lord Byron
(Note: George Gordon Byron (1788-1824) was an English romantic poet, one of the leading figures of the Romantic movement, and has been regarded as among the greatest of English poets. )
Tuesday, August 22, 2023
A Great Wagon
Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing,
there is a field. I’ll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass,
the world is too full to talk about.
Ideas, language, even the phrase each other
doesn’t make any sense.
Rumi
Listen … and incline the ear of your heart.
St. Benedict
There’s a door in every home, wherever we are. We can go in and out of it without fear or taking extra precautions; we can travel, visit our loved ones, and meet innumerable new people. Opening it requires only the willpower to take a moment of complete silence and ask ourselves what is really important, and what isn’t. The key to this other door can be found at the crossroads of the head and the heart: if you want to find it, you will. There is a home within each of us that is like no other, beautiful and welcoming, full of sunlight, with a blooming garden, a doorway to the world and a balcony that looks over an infinite universe. A home made up of wonder, the desire the share, love, and the certainty that this whole earthly realm is one big family. Let’s seek it out to discover the immeasurable beauty of what we hold inside and everything that we are.
Andreas Bocelli
Living in the Now
What’s gone has made you what you are
So don’t fear what’s ahead
Put trust in what will be, will be
And choose to live instead
Don’t live in the now worrying
What may or may not be
Take this moment in your time
And live it totally
There’s no time like the present
Breathe deep and feel alive
Living in the here and now
Will help you rise and thrive
Now is all there ever is
It’s the only time that’s real
Let the future take its course
And leave the past to heal
Vanessa Hughes
Monday, August 21, 2023
Best Season of Your Life
Ten thousand flowers in spring, the moon in autumn,
a cool breeze in summer, snow in winter.
If your mind isn’t clouded by unnecessary things,
this is the best season of your life.
Wu Men (1183-1260), Chinese meditation master
And the time came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful that the risk It took to blossom.
Anais Nin
Whenever you do something that is not aligned with the yearning of your soul—you create suffering.
Anais Nin
We do not see things as they are. We see them as we are.
Anais Nin
Sunday, August 20, 2023
You can’t go back and change the beginning, but you can start where you are and change the ending.
C. S. Lewis
I have a theory that the moment one gives close attention to anything, even a blade of grass, it becomes a mysterious, awesome, indescribably magnificent world in itself.
I have tried this experiment a thousand times and I have never been disappointed. The more I look at a thing, the more I see in it, and the more I see in it, the more I want to see. It is like peeling an onion. There is always another layer, and another, and another. And each layer is more beautiful than the last.
This is the way I look at the world. I don’t see it as a collection of objects, but as a vast and mysterious organism. I see the beauty in the smallest things, and I find wonder in the most ordinary events. I am always looking for the hidden meaning, the secret message. I am always trying to understand the mystery of life.
Henry Miller (1891-1980), award-winning American novelist
Hokusai Says
Hokusai says look carefully.
He says pay attention, notice.
He says keep looking, stay curious.
He says there is no end to seeing.
He says look forward to getting old.
He says keep changing,
you just get more who you really are.
He says get stuck, accept it, repeat
yourself as long as it is interesting.
He says keep doing what you love.
He says keep praying.
He says everyone of us is a child,
everyone of us is ancient,
everyone of us has a body.
He says everyone of us is frightened.
He says everyone of us has to find
a way to live with fear.
He says everything is alive–
shells, buildings, people, fish,
mountains, trees, wood is alive.
Water is alive.
Everything has its own life.
Everything lives inside us.
He says live with the world inside you.
He says it doesn’t matter if you draw,
or write books. It doesn’t matter
if you saw wood, or catch fish.
It doesn’t matter if you sit at home
and stare at the ants on your veranda
or the shadows of the trees
and grasses in your garden.
It matters that you care.
It matters that you feel.
It matters that you notice.
It matters that life lives through you.
Contentment is life living through you.
Joy is life living through you.
Satisfaction and strength
is life living through you.
He says don’t be afraid.
Don’t be afraid.
Love, feel, let life take you by the hand.
Let life live through you.
Roger Start Keyes, art historian, Hokusai scholar, and co-founder of York Zen, wrote his poem “Hokusai Says” in 1990. It came to him as was making notes for the “Young Hokusai” paper he was to give at a symposium on Hokusai the following day.
If you have only one smile in you, give it to the people you love. Don’t be surly at home, then go out in the street and start grinning “Good morning” at total strangers.
Maya Angelou
Saturday, August 19, 2023
Within us is the soul of the whole, the wise silence, the universal beauty, the eternal One.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Your actions speak so loud that I can’t hear what you say.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Come from Gratitude
To be alive in this beautiful, self-organizing universe–to participate in the dance of life with senses to perceive it, lungs that breathe it, organs that draw nourishment from it–is a wonder beyond words. Gratitude for the gift of life is the primary wellspring of all religions, the hallmark of the mystic, the source of all true art. Furthermore, it is a privilege to be alive in this time when we can choose to take part in the self-healing of our world.
Joanna Macy
Friday, August 18, 2023
A human being is a part of the whole, called by us Universe, a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feelings as something separated from the rest-a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole nature in its beauty.
Albert Einstein
August
When the blackberries hang
swollen in the woods, in the brambles
nobody owns, I spend
…
all day among the high
branches, reaching
my ripped arms, thinking
…
of nothing, cramming
the black honey of summer
into my mouth; all day my body
…
accepts what it is. In the dark
creeks that run by there is
this thick paw of my life darting among
…
the black bells, the leaves; there is
this happy tongue.
Mary Oliver
Thursday, August 17, 2023
Happiness
If luck you chase, you have not grown
enough for happiness to stay,
not even if you get your way.
If, what you lost, you still bemoan,
and grasp at tasks, and dash and dart,
you have not known true peace of heart.
But if no wishes are your own,
and you don’t try to win the game,
and Lady Luck is just a name,
then tides of life won’t reach your breast
and all your strife
and all your soul will rest.
Hermann Hesse
Do not spoil what you have by desiring what you have not; remember that what you now have was once among the things you only hoped for.
Epicurus
Love recognizes no barriers. It jumps hurdles, leaps fences, penetrates walls to arrive at its destination full of hope.
Maya Angelou
Wednesday, August 16, 2023
Self-Observation Without Judgment
Release the harsh and pointed inner
voice. it’s just a throwback to the past,
and holds no truth about this moment.
Let go of self-judgment, the old,
learned ways of beating yourself up
for each imagined inadequacy.
Allow the dialogue within the mind
to grow friendlier, and quiet. Shift
out of inner criticism and life
suddenly looks very different.
i can say this only because I make
the choice a hundred times a day to release the voice that refuses to
acknowledge the real me.
What’s needed here isn’t more prodding toward perfection, but
intimacy – seeing clearly, and
embracing what I see.
Love, not judgment, sows the
seeds of tranquility and change.
Danna Faulds
It’s all I have to bring today (26)
It’s all I have to bring today—
This, and my heart beside—
This, and my heart, and all the fields—
And all the meadows wide—
Be sure you count—should I forget
Some one the sum could tell—
This, and my heart, and all the Bees
Which in the Clover dwell.
Emily Dickinson
Tuesday, August 15, 2023
Don’t talk unless you can improve upon the silence.
Jorge Luis Borges
Sometimes it is a good choice not to choose at all.
Michel de Montaigne (1533-1592), one of the most significant philosophers of the French Renaissance
Monday, August 14, 2023
It’s good to leave each day behind, like flowing water, free of sadness. Yesterday is gone and it’s tale told; today new seeds are growing.
Rumi
Forest Lake
I was alone on a sunny shore
by the forest’s pale blue lake,
in the sky floated a single cloud
and on the water a single isle.
The ripe sweetness of summer dripped
in beads from every tree
and straight into my opened heart
a tiny drop ran down.
Edith Södergran, translated from Swedish by Stina Katchadourian
Sunday, August 13, 2023
Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities no doubt crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day. You shall begin it serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
WORDS OF THE DAY
Querencia
(Spanish, n ) – The place where one’s strength is drawn from; where one feels at home; the place where you are your most authentic self. It can be physical place: at the foot of a favorite tree, a cozy window seat, book store, or a forest path. But the ideal is to find “querencia” within your own soul so that no matter where you are, “querencia” will be a part of it in one way or another.
Cwtch
(Welsh, n, “kutch” ) – A cuddle or hug. However, it’s so much more than that. “Cwtch” is something you do when you’re overflowing with love for a grandparent, grandchild, son or daughter, mother or father, partner, best friend, a beloved dog or cat—you have so much love that you can’t help but try and squeeze that love into them. Hugs are for everyone; “cwtches” are only for a few.
Saturday, August 12, 2023
People like you and I, though mortal of course like everyone else, do not grow old no matter how long we live. What I mean is we never cease to stand like curious children before the great Mystery into which we were born.
Albert Einstein, in a letter to Otto Julius Birger, September 29, 1942.
The greatest wisdom is to know thyself.
Talmud
The Talmud is the central text of Rabbinic Judaism and the primary source of Jewish religious law and Jewish theology.
Go outside, but return within thyself;
In the inward man dwells the truth.
St. Augustine
Friday, August 11, 2023
The Peace of Wild Things
When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.
Wendell Berry
Compassionate listening is the kind of listening that can help relieve the suffering of another person. You listen with only one purpose: to help him or her to empty his heart. Even if he says things that are full of wrong perceptions, full of bitterness, you are still capable of continuing to listen with compassion. Because you know that listening like that, you give that person a chance to suffer less.
Thich Nhat Hanh
Thursday, August 10, 2023
We wait for stuff to get easier. It will never get easier. What happens is you handle hard better.
Kara Lawson, Duke University’s women’s basketball head coach
My future starts when I wake up every morning.
Miles Davis
If I accept the sunshine and warmth, then I must also accept the thunder and lightning.
Khalil Gibran
Wednesday, August 9, 2023
To be hopeful in bad times is not just foolishly romantic. It is based on the fact that human history is a history not only of cruelty, but also of compassion, sacrifice, courage, kindness.
What we choose to emphasize in this complex history will determine our lives. If we see only the worst, it destroys our capacity to do something. If we remember those times and places—and there are so many—where people have behaved magnificently, this gives us the energy to act, and at least the possibility of sending this spinning top of a world in a different direction.
And if we do act, in however small a way, we don’t have to wait for some grand utopian future. The future is an infinite succession of presents, and to live now as we think human beings should live, in defiance of all that is bad around us, is itself a marvelous victory.
Howard Zinn
Attention is the rarest and purest form of generosity.
Simone Weil
Whatever we put our attention on will grow stronger in our life.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
Tuesday, August 8, 2023
People seek retreats for themselves — in the country, by the sea, in the hills — and you yourself are particularly prone to this yearning. But all this is quite on the surface, when what is open to you, at any time you want, is to retreat into yourself. For nowhere is there more quiet or more freedom from trouble than when you retire into your own soul ….
Marcus Aurelius
It’s not what we eat but what we digest that
makes us strong; not what we gain but what
we save that makes us rich; not what we read
but what we remember that makes us learned;
and not what we profess but what we practice
that gives us integrity.
Sir Francis Bacon (1561-1626), English philosopher and statesman whose works are seen as contributing to the scientific method and remained influential through the later stages of the scientific revolution
Monday, August 7, 2023
When you love someone, you have to offer that person the best you have. The best thing we can offer another person is our true presence.
Thich Nhat Hahn
The seed of suffering in you may be strong, but don’t wait until you have no more suffering before allowing yourself to be happy.
Thich Nhat Hahn
Walk as if you are kissing the earth with your feet.
Thich Nhat Hahn
When you arise in the morning, think of what a precious privilege it is to be alive, to breathe, to think, to enjoy, to love.
Marcus Aurelius
To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Sunday, August 6, 2023
May everyone be happy.
May everyone be free of disease.
May auspiciousness be seen everywhere.
May suffering belong to no one.
Peace.
Upanishads
Love is not blind – it sees more, not less. But because it sees more, it is willing to see less.
Rabbi Julius Gordon
I prefer to be true to myself, even at the hazard of incurring the ridicule of others, rather than to be false, and to incur my own abhorrence.
Frederick Douglass
Saturday, August 5, 2023
Important
We hurry through the so-called boring things
in order to attend to that which we deem
more important, interesting.
Perhaps the final freedom will be a recognition that
everything in every moment is “essential”
and that nothing at all is “important.
Helen M. Luke
Eagle Poem
To pray you open your whole self
To sky, to earth, to sun, to moon
To one whole voice that is you.
And know there is more
That you can’t see, can’t hear;
Can’t know except in moments
Steadily growing, and in languages
That aren’t always sound but other
Circles of motion.
Like eagle that Sunday morning
Over Salt River. Circled in blue sky
In wind, swept our hearts clean
With sacred wings.
We see you, see ourselves and know
That we must take the utmost care
And kindness in all things.
Breathe in, knowing we are made of
All this, and breathe, knowing
We are truly blessed because we
Were born, and die soon within a
True circle of motion,
Like eagle rounding out the morning
Inside us.
We pray that it will be done
In beauty.
In beauty.
Joy Harjo, member of the Muscogee (Creek) Nation and the former US poet laureate
In Beauty I Walk
With beauty before me I walk
With beauty behind me I walk
With beauty above me I walk
With beauty around me I walk
It has become beauty again
It has become beauty again
It has become beauty again
It has become beauty again
Navajo prayer
Cherokee Prayer Blessing
May the Warm Winds of Heaven
Blow softly upon your house.
May the Great Spirit
Bless all who enter there.
May your Moccasins
Make happy tracks
in many snows,
and may the Rainbow
Always touch your shoulder.
Friday, August 4, 2023
The sea can do craziness, it can do smooth,
it can lie down like silk breathing
or toss havoc shoreward; it can give
gifts or withhold all; it can rise, ebb, froth
like an incoming frenzy of fountains, or it can
sweet-talk entirely. As I can too,
and so, no doubt, can you, and you.
Mary Oliver
You can’t stay in your corner of the Forest waiting for others to come to you. You have to go to them sometimes.
Winnie the Pooh (AA Milne)
Love is taking a few steps backward maybe even more to give way to the happiness of the person you love.
Winnie the Pooh (AA Milne)
Thursday, August 3, 2023
Don’t ask what the world needs. Ask what makes you come alive and do that. Because what the world needs is more people who have come alive.
Howard Thurmon, mentor to Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.
Happiness is neither virtue nor pleasure nor this thing nor that but simply growth. We are happy when we are growing.
William Butler Yeats
Those who have a “why” to live, can bear with almost any “how.”
Viktor E. Frankl, Man’s Search for Meaning
The Paradoxical Commandments
People are illogical, unreasonable, and self-centered.
Love them anyway.
If you do good, people will accuse you of selfish ulterior motives.
Do good anyway.
If you are successful, you will win false friends and true enemies.
Succeed anyway.
The good you do today will be forgotten tomorrow.
Do good anyway.
Honesty and frankness make you vulnerable.
Be honest and frank anyway.
The biggest men and women with the biggest ideas can be shot down by the smallest men and women with the smallest minds.
Think big anyway.
People favor underdogs but follow only top dogs.
Fight for a few underdogs anyway.
What you spend years building may be destroyed overnight.
Build anyway.
People really need help but may attack you if you do help them.
Help people anyway.
Give the world the best you have and you’ll get kicked in the teeth.
Give the world the best you have anyway.
Kent M. Keith
Compassion
Have compassion for everyone you meet,
even if they don’t want it.
What appears bad manners, an ill temper
or cynicism is always a sign of things no ears
have heard, no eyes have seen.
You do not know what wars are going on
down there where the spirit meets the bone.
Miller Williams
Wednesday, August 2, 2023
There is only one way to avoid criticism.
Say nothing.
Do nothing.
Be nothing.
Aristotle
Fall down seven times, stand up eight.
Japanese Proverb
It does not matter how slowly you go as long as you do not stop.
Confucius
Tuesday, August 1, 2023
If you don’t know where you are going, then any road will do.
Tibetan Proverb
Don’t let yesterday use up too much of today.
Native American Proverb
There is no right way to do the wrong thing.
Turkish Proverb
Out of clutter find simplicity, from discord find harmony, in the middle of difficulty lies opportunity.
Albert Einstein
Until we have begun to go without them, we fail to realize how unnecessary many things are. We’ve been using them not because we needed them but because we had them.
Seneca
Monday, July 31, 2023
PAROS
Wandering alleys
White washed buildings, blue windows of Mediterranean sea.
Salty breezes, cloudless sky
A scent of Bougainvilleas. Do Bougainvilleas have scent?
Or, could it be Lavender, Rosemary, Pomegranate blossoming,
Into this scent of beauty by the sea?
White cats. black cats, cats with grey, cats with orange-brown spots,
resting on flower pots, on steps,
by the tables in outdoor restaurants,
Waiting for leftover deep fried anchovies or Sardines.
Would cats eat leftover spinach pies, bread,
tomato-cucumber salads?
Do they understand English commands?
Would cats drink leftover beers, like seagulls and pigeons,
drinking from infinity pools, on rooftop hotels?
Like life never needs to end by this Mediterranean sea of Paros.
Thu Tran
(Note: Paros is a Greek island in the Aegean Sea beloved for its beaches and traditional villages. )
3 haikus on multitasking
a hamster running
on many wheels at one time
remains at the start
Alexa Mahnken
a cat has nine lives
so do I
in my new role
Celestine Nudanu
mind and body
engaged in a single task
fairy-tale wedding
Karen Wibell
Sunday, July 30, 2023
Walk slowly
It only takes a reminder to breathe,
a moment to be still, and just like that,
something in me settles, softens, makes
space for imperfection. The harsh voice
of judgment drops to a whisper and I
remember again that life isn’t a relay
race; that we will all cross the finish
line; that waking up to life is what we
were born for. As many times as I
forget, catch myself charging forward
without even knowing where I’m going,
that many times I can make the choice
to stop, to breathe, and be, and walk
slowly into the mystery.
Danna Faulds
The important thing is not to stop questioning. Curiosity has its own reason for existing. One cannot help but be in awe when he contemplates the mysteries of eternity, of life, of the marvelous structure of reality. It is enough if one tries merely to comprehend a little of this mystery every day.
Albert Einstein
(Note: Through his theories of relativity, Einstein showed that there is a fastest possible speed and that light moves at it. He showed us that gravity is a curvature of spacetime. And he laid the foundations of modern quantum mechanics when he proposed that light really comes in little bundles of energy he called quanta. )
Saturday, July 29, 2023
Outside is the joy of the drop. Inside is the joy of the ocean.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
this is the recipe of life
said my mother
as she held me in her arms as i wept
think of those flowers you plant
in the garden each year
they will teach you
that people too
must wilt
fall
root
rise
in order to bloom
Rupi Kaur
Friday, July 28, 2023
I have become my own version of an optimist. If I can’t make it through one door, I’ll go through another door – or I’ll make a door. Something terrific will come no matter how dark the present.
Rabindranath Tagore
Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing
and right-doing there is a field.
I’ll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass
the world is too full to talk about.
Rumi
Jalal ad-Din Muhammad Rumi, better known as Rumi, was a 13th century Sufi poet, mystic, scholar/theologian
If you are irritated by every rub, how will your mirror be polished?
Rumi
The lamps are different, but the light is the same.
Rumi
The Guest House
This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.
The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing,
and invite them in.
Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.
Rumi
Before you speak, let your words pass through three gates:
“Is it true? Is it necessary? Is it kind?”
Rumi
Thursday, July 27, 2023
Things falling apart is a kind of testing and also a kind of healing. We think that the point is to pass the test or to overcome the problem, but the truth is that things don’t really get solved. They come together and they fall apart. Then they come together again and fall apart again. It’s just like that. The healing comes from letting there be room for all of this to happen: room for grief, for relief, for misery, for joy.
Pema Chödrön, When Things Fall Apart: Heart Advice for Difficult Times
Even
After
All this time
The Sun never says to the Earth,
‘You owe me.’
Look
What happens
With a love like that,
It lights the whole sky.
Hafiz
Wednesday, July 26, 2023
THE FOURTH SIGN OF THE ZODIAC (PART 3)
I know, you never intended to be in this world.
But you’re in it all the same.
So why not get started immediately.
I mean, belonging to it.
There is so much to admire, to weep over.
And to write music or poems about.
Bless the feet that take you to and fro.
Bless the eyes and the listening ears.
Bless the tongue, the marvel of taste.
Bless touching.
You could live a hundred years, it’s happened.
Or not.
I am speaking from the fortunate platform
of many years,
none of which, I think, I ever wasted.
Do you need a prod?
Do you need a little darkness to get you going?
Let me be as urgent as a knife, then,
and remind you of Keats,
so single of purpose and thinking, for a while,
he had a lifetime.
Mary Oliver
THE FOURTH SIGN OF THE ZODIAC (PART 4)
Late yesterday afternoon, in the heat,
all the fragile blue flowers in bloom
in the shrubs in the yard next door had
tumbled from the shrubs and lay
wrinkled and fading in the grass. But
this morning the shrubs were full of
the blue flowers again. There wasn’t
a single one on the grass. How, I
wondered, did they roll back up to
the branches, that fiercely wanting,
as we all do, just a little more of
life?
Mary Oliver
Go back and take care of yourself.
Your body needs you, your feelings need you,
Your perceptions need you.
Your suffering needs you to acknowledge it.
Go home and be there for all these things.
Thich Nhat Hanh
The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing which stands in the way… As a man is, so he sees.
William Blake
Tuesday, July 18, 2023
If we are true to ourselves we cannot be false to anyone
William Shakespeare
If you follow your bliss, you put yourself on a kind of track that has been there all the while, waiting for you, and the life that you ought to be living is the one you are living. Wherever you are — if you are following your bliss, you are enjoying that refreshment, that life within you, all the time.
Joseph Campbell, The Power of Myth
(Note: It is important to note that following one’s bliss, as Campbell saw it, isn’t merely a matter of doing whatever you like, and certainly not doing simply as you are told. It is a matter of identifying that pursuit which you are truly passionate about and attempting to give yourself absolutely to it. In so doing, you will find your fullest potential and serve your community to the greatest possible extent. – Commentary from the Joseph Campbell Foundation)
Mindful
Everyday
I see or hear
something
that more or less
kills me
with delight,
that leaves me
like a needle
in the haystack
of light.
It was what I was born for —
to look, to listen,
to lose myself
inside this soft world —
to instruct myself
over and over
in joy,
and acclamation.
Nor am I talking
about the exceptional,
the fearful, the dreadful,
the very extravagant —
but of the ordinary,
the common, the very drab,
the daily presentations.
Oh, good scholar,
I say to myself,
how can you help
but grow wise
with such teachings
as these —
the untrimmable light
of the world,
the ocean’s shine,
the prayers that are made
out of grass?
Mary Oliver
Monday, July 24, 2023
We spend precious hours fearing the inevitable. It would be wise to use that time adoring our families, cherishing our friends and living our lives.
Maya Angelou
HOW MANY, HOW MUCH
How many slams in an old screen door?
Depends how loud you shut it.
How many slices in a bread?
Depends how thin you cut it.
How much good inside a day?
Depends how good you live ‘em.
How much love inside a friend?
Depends how much you give ‘em.
Shel Silverstein
Sunday, July 23, 2023
The Lake Isle of Innisfree
I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made;
Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee,
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.
And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
There midnight’s all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evening full of the linnet’s wings.
I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
I hear it in the deep heart’s core.
William Butler Yeats
There Is A Pleasure In The Pathless Woods
There is a pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society where none intrudes,
By the deep Sea, and music in its roar:
I love not Man the less, but Nature more,
From these our interviews, in which I steal
From all I may be, or have been before,
To mingle with the Universe, and feel
What I can ne’er express, yet cannot all conceal.
Lord Byron
Saturday, July 22, 2023
Language has created the word “loneliness” to express the pain of being alone. And it has created the word “solitude” to express the glory of being alone.
Paul Tillich (1886 –1965), German-American Christian existentialist philosopher and Lutheran minister who was one of the most influential theologians of the twentieth century
Grandfather says, “When you feel powerless that’s because you’ve stopped listening to your own heart; that’s where power comes from.”
Gianni Crow, Native American healer
Words are a pretext. It is the inner bond that draws one person to another, not words.
Rumi
Goodbyes are only for those who love with their eyes. Because for those who love with heart and soul there is no such thing as separation.
Rumi
Friday, July 21, 2023
Money alone is only a mean; it presupposes a man to use it. The rich man can go where he pleases, but perhaps please himself nowhere. He can buy a library or visit the whole world, but perhaps has neither patience to read nor intelligence to see…. The purse may be full and the heart empty. He may have gained the world and lost himself; and with all his wealth around him … he may live as blank a life as any tattered ditcher.
Robert Louis Stevenson
The path of awakening is not about becoming who you are. Rather it is about unbecoming who you are not.
Albert Schweitzer
We need, in love, to practice only this: letting each other go. For holding on comes easily; we do not need to learn it.
Rainer Maria Rilke
Thursday, July 20, 2023
RELEASE
This morning
as my eyes blink
open
it occurs to me
as if for the first time
what you, miracle body, have been up to
All night long, while I let go
you pumped blood through veins
to fingertips and toes
grew cells and eyelashes and nails
inhaled and exhaled
countless times
all this while the sun
tirelessly
birthed new
life
all this without a thought or a word
or a worry
without a drop of help
from me
I laugh when I remember
that just yesterday in a torrent
of heart-numbing
stories
I seriously thought
I needed to do something
Julia Fehrenbacher
Act now, amend later. Nothing will happen unless we make it happen. We don’t wait, we go ahead.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
Happiness radiates like the fragrance from a flower and draws all good things towards you.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
Wednesday, July 19, 2023
The longer I live, the more deeply I learn that love—whether we call it friendship or family or romance—is the work of mirroring and magnifying each other’s light. Gentle work. Steadfast work. Life-saving work in those moments when life and shame and sorrow occlude our own light from our view, but there is still a clear-eyed loving person to beam it back. In our best moments, we are that person for another.
Maria Popova
I have a theory that the moment one gives close attention to anything, even a blade of grass, it becomes a mysterious, awesome, indescribably magnificent world in itself. I have tried this experiment a thousand times and I have never been disappointed. The more I look at a thing, the more I see in it, and the more I see in it, the more I want to see. It is like peeling an onion. There is always another layer, and another, and another. And each layer is more beautiful than the last.
This is the way I look at the world. I don’t see it as a collection of objects, but as a vast and mysterious organism. I see the beauty in the smallest things, and I find wonder in the most ordinary events. I am always looking for the hidden meaning, the secret message. I am always trying to understand the mystery of life.
Henry Miller
As swimmers dare
to lie face to the sky
and water bears them,
as hawks rest upon air
and air sustains them,
so would I learn to attain
freefall, and float
into Creator Spirit’s deep embrace,
knowing no effort earns
that all-surrounding grace.
Denise Levertov
I know that I will never understand everything, but that doesn’t stop me from trying.
I am content to live in the mystery, to be surrounded by the unknown. I am content to be a seeker, a pilgrim, a traveler on the road to nowhere.
Henry Miller
WORDS OF THE DAY
Charmolypi
(Greek, n ) – “Sweet, joy-making sorrow.” The best word to describe how you feel while celebrating the life of a loved one who recently passed away or waving goodbye to your toddler on their first day of school is probably bittersweet. But that doesn’t convey the depth of that peculiar happy-sad emotion quite like charmolypi does.
Fjaka
(Croatian, n ) – “The sweetness of doing nothing.” In an age that champions the ability to multitask above all else, not trying to check the next item off your to-do list can seem indulgent. But if you do surrender your whole mind and body to not doing anything at all, it can feel almost euphoric. Croatians call this all-encompassing relaxation fjaka. Croations consider fjaka “a gift from God.”
Tuesday, July 18, 2023
Come from Gratitude
To be alive in this beautiful, self-organizing universe–to participate in the dance of life with senses to perceive it, lungs that breathe it, organs that draw nourishment from it–is a wonder beyond words. Gratitude for the gift of life is the primary wellspring of all religions, the hallmark of the mystic, the source of all true art. Furthermore, it is a privilege to be alive in this time when we can choose to take part in the self-healing of our world.
Joanna Rogers Macy, environmental activist, author, general systems theory, and deep ecologist
Progress is impossible without change, and those who cannot change their minds cannot change anything.
George Bernard Shaw
I believe a leaf of grass is no less than the journey-work of the stars.
Walt Whitman
Monday, July 17, 2023
WHAT WOULD HAPPEN IF…?
What would happen
if you removed the word ‘anxious’
and just paid attention
to these flickering sensations in the belly?
What would happen
if you took away the concept ‘lonely’
and simply became fascinated
with this heavy feeling in the heart area?
What would happen
if you deleted the image ‘sick’
or ‘broken’ or ‘bad’
and just got curious about
the tightness in the throat
the pressure in the head
the ache in the shoulders?
What would happen
if you stopped looking for solutions
and checked to see
if there was actually a problem here?
Come out of the exhausting storyline, friend.
It’s not true. It was never true.
Commit sacred awareness to a single living moment.
Come closer to yourself, Now.
Bring warmth to the tender places inside.
Infuse sensation with the light of attention.
It’s never as bad
as you think.
Jeff Foster
To Come Home to Yourself
May all that is unforgiven in you,
Be released.
May your fears yield
Their deepest tranquilities.
May all that is unlived in you,
Blossom into a future,
Graced with love.
John O’Donohue, former Catholic priest turned visionary bestselling author
To laugh often and much;
To win the respect of intelligent
people and the affection of children;
To earn the appreciation of honest
Critics and endure the betrayal of false friends;
To appreciate beauty, to find the best in others;
To leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child,
a garden patch or a redeemed social condition;
To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived.
This is to have succeeded.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Sunday, July 16, 2023
One day a man was walking along the beach when he noticed a boy picking something up and gently throwing it into the ocean. Approaching the boy, he asked, “What are you doing?” The youth replied, “Throwing starfish back into the ocean. The surf is up and the tide is going out. If I don’t throw them back, they’ll die.” “Son,” the man said, “don’t you realize there are miles and miles of beach and hundreds of starfish? You can’t make a difference!”
After listening politely, the boy bent down, picked up another starfish, and threw it back into the surf. Then, smiling at the man, he said…” I made a difference for that one.”
Loren Eisley (1907-1977), American anthropologist, educator, philosopher, and natural science writer, who taught and published books from the 1950s through the 1970s. He received many honorary degrees and was a fellow of multiple professional societies.
Let us be together.
Let us eat together.
Let us be vital together.
Radiating Truth; radiating the light of life
Never shall we denounce anyone; never entertain negativity.
Taittiriya Upanishad
Saturday, July 15, 2023
Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under trees on a summer’s day, listening to the murmur of the water, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is by no means a waste of time.
John Lubbock
Talent is nurtured in solitude; character is formed in the stormy billows of the world.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
HOW TO BE A POET
(to remind myself)
Make a place to sit down.
Sit down. Be quiet.
You must depend upon
affection, reading, knowledge,
skill — more of each
than you have — inspiration,
work, growing older, patience,
for patience joins time
to eternity. Any readers
who like your poems,
doubt their judgment.
Breathe with unconditional breath
the unconditioned air.
Shun electric wire.
Communicate slowly. Live
a three-dimensioned life;
stay away from screens.
Stay away from anything
that obscures the place it is in.
There are no unsacred places;
there are only sacred places
and desecrated places.
Accept what comes from silence.
Make the best you can of it.
Of the little words that come
out of the silence, like prayers
prayed back to the one who prays,
make a poem that does not disturb
the silence from which it came.
Wendall Barry
Introduction to Poetry
I ask them to take a poem
and hold it up to the light
like a color slide
or press an ear against its hive.
I say drop a mouse into a poem
and watch him probe his way out,
or walk inside the poem’s room
and feel the walls for a light switch.
I want them to waterski
across the surface of a poem
waving at the author’s name on the shore.
But all they want to do
is tie the poem to a chair with rope
and torture a confession out of it.
They begin beating it with a hose
to find out what it really means.
Billy Collins
Invitation
Oh do you have time
to linger
for just a little while
out of your busy
and very important day
for the goldfinches
that have gathered
in a field of thistles
for a musical battle,
to see who can sing
the highest note,
or the lowest,
or the most expressive of mirth,
or the most tender?
Their strong, blunt beaks
drink the air
as they strive
melodiously
not for your sake
and not for mine
and not for the sake of winning
but for sheer delight and gratitude –
believe us, they say,
it is a serious thing
just to be alive
on this fresh morning
in the broken world.
I beg of you,
do not walk by
without pausing
to attend to this
rather ridiculous performance.
It could mean something.
It could mean everything.
It could be what Rilke meant, when he wrote:
You must change your life.
Mary Oliver
Friday, July 14, 2023
Love After Love
The time will come
when, with elation
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror
and each will smile at the other’s welcome,
and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you
all your life, whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,
the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.
Nobel Laureate Derek Walcott
WORDS OF THE DAY
Cynosure
(French, n) – In the 17th century, the word cynosure was used interchangeably for the North Star, or the northern constellation Ursa Minor. And while this is still the case, Merriam-Webster notes that anyone who is the “center of attention” or “serves to guide” can also be described as a cynosure.
Komorebi
(Japanese, adj) – This word describes the beauty and wonder of rays of light dappling through overhead leaves, casting shadows on the forest floor.
Thursday, July 13, 2023
You ask whether your verses are any good. You ask me. You have asked others before this. You send them to magazines. You compare them with other poems, and you are upset when certain editors reject your work. Now (since you have said you want my advice) I beg you to stop doing that sort of thing. You are looking outside, and that is what you should most avoid right now. No one can advise or help you — no one. There is only one thing you should do. Go into yourself. Find out the reason that commands you to write; see whether it has spread its roots into the very depths of your heart; confess to yourself whether you would have to die if you were forbidden to write. This most of all: ask yourself in the most silent hour of your night: must I write? Dig into yourself for a deep answer. And if this answer rings out in assent, if you meet this solemn question with a strong, simple “I must,” then build your life in accordance with this necessity—your whole life, even into its humblest and most indifferent hour, must become a sign and witness to this impulse. Then come close to Nature. Then, as if no one had ever tried before, try to say what you see and feel and love and lose.
[…] if out of this turning-within, out of this immersion in your own world, poems come, then you will not think of asking anyone whether they are good or not. Nor will you try to interest magazines in these works: for you will see them as your dear natural possession, a piece of your life, a voice from it—A work of art is good if it has arisen out of necessity. That is the only way one can judge it. So, dear Sir, I can’t give you any advice but this: to go into yourself and see how deep the place is from which your life flows; at its source you will find the answer to the question whether you must create. Accept that answer, just as it is given to you, without trying to interpret it.
Rainer Maria Rilke (1875-1926), Austrian poet
The Arrow and The Song
I shot an arrow into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For, so swiftly it flew, the sight
Could not follow it in its flight.
I breathed a song into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For who has sight so keen and strong,
That it can follow the flight of song?
Long, long afterward, in an oak
I found the arrow, still unbroke;
And the song, from beginning to end,
I found again in the heart of a friend.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807-1882), American poet and educator whose works include Paul Revere’s Ride, The Song of Hiawatha, and Evangeline. He was the first American to translate Dante Alighieri’s Divine Comedy and was one of the Fireside Poets from New England.
Aware
When I found the door
I found the vine leaves
speaking among themselves in abundant
whispers.
My presence made them
hush their green breath,
embarrassed, the way
humans stand up, buttoning their jackets,
acting as if they were leaving anyway, as if
the conversation had ended
just before you arrived.
I liked
the glimpse I had, though,
of their obscure
gestures. I liked the sound
of such private voices. Next time
I’ll move like cautious sunlight, open
the door by fractions, eavesdrop
peacefully.
Denise Levertov
Wednesday, July 12, 2023
Who Turns
Who turns this into that? Sound into noise?
Aroma into odor? Taste into pleasure or disgust?
Who turns yes into no? Grace into unkindness?
Who turns the present into the past? Who turns the now into the not-now?
As-it-is into as-it-should-be?
Silence into boredom? Stillness into restlessness?
The ordinary into the menial?
Who turns pain into suffering? Change into loss?
Grief into woe? Woe into the story of your life?
Who turns stuff into sentiment? Desire into craving?
Acceptance into aversion?
Peace into war? Us into them?
Who turns life into labor? Time into toil?
Enough into not-enough?
Who turns why into why not?
Who turns delusion into enlightenment?
Who thinks? Who feels? Who senses?
Who turns?
All practice is the practice of making a turn in a different
Direction.
Karen Maezen Miller
Nothing is fixed, forever and forever and forever, it is not fixed. … We made the world we are living in and we have to make it over.
James Baldwin (1924-1987), American playwright, novelist. essayist
The smallest act in the most limited circumstances bears the seed of boundlessness, because one deed, and sometimes one word, suffices to change every constellation.
Hannah Arendt (1906-1975), German-born American historian and political philosopher
Tuesday, July 11, 2023
The Tide Rises, the Tide Falls
The tide rises, the tide falls,
The twilight darkens, the curlew calls;
Along the sea-sands damp and brown
The traveler hastens toward the town,
And the tide rises, the tide falls.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1879)
Seek truth in meditation,
not in moldy books.
Look in the sky to find the moon,
not in the pond.
Persian Proverb
Having a place to go is a home.
Having someone to love is a family.
Having both is a blessing.
Donna Hedges
Monday, July 10, 2023
I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.
Maya Angelou
Invest in yourself. Meditate. Read. Eat healthy food. Drink water. Move your body. Spend time in nature. Rest up. You are worthy.
Anonymous
All living things must yield;
the cycle is revealed.
A leaf, once green, turns brown
then, falling to the ground,
dissolves to fertilize
a seedling on the rise.
As rain becomes the dew,
so every end is new.
Susan Noyes Anderson
Sunday, July 9, 2023
How yearns the solitary soul
To melt into the boundless whole,
And find itself again in peace!
The blind desire, the impatient will,
The restless thoughts and plans are still;
We yield ourselves—and wake in bliss!
Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe (1749-1832), German poet, playwright, novelist, scientist, statesman, theatre director, and critic.
A kind of waking trance—this for lack of a better word—I have frequently had, quite up from boyhood, when I have been all alone. . . All at once, as it were out of the intensity of the consciousness of individuality, the individuality itself seemed to dissolve and fade away into boundless being, and this is not a confused state but the clearest, the surest of the surest. . . utterly beyond words—where death was an almost laughable impossibility, the loss of personality (if so it were) seeming no extinction, but the only true life. . . I am ashamed of my feeble description. Have I not said the state is utterly beyond words? . . . There is no delusion in the matter! It is no nebulous ecstasy, but a state of transcendent wonder, associated with absolute clearness of mind.
William James (1842-1910), considered the “Father of American psychology.”
…that serene and blessed mood,
In which the affections gently lead us on,
Until the breath of this corporeal frame,
And even the motion of our human blood
Almost suspended, we are laid asleep
In body, and become a living soul:
While with an eye made quiet by the power
Of harmony, and the deep power of joy,
We see into the life of things.
William Wordsworth, Lines Composed a Few Miles Above Tintern Abbey (1798)
Saturday, July 8, 2023
The greatest and most important problems of life are all in a certain sense insoluble…. They can never be solved, but only outgrown…. This ‘outgrowing’, as I formerly called it, on further experience was seen to consist in a new level of consciousness. Some higher or wider interest arose on the person’s horizon, and through this widening of view, the insoluble problem lost its urgency. It was not solved logically in its own terms, but faded out when confronted with a new and stronger life-tendency.
Carl Jung (1875 – 1961)
If there is righteousness in the heart,
there will be beauty in the character.
If there is beauty in the character,
there will be harmony in the home.
When there is harmony in the home,
there will be order in the nation.
When there is order in the nation,
there will be peace in the world.
Confucius
Friday, July 7, 2023
Stay close to anything that makes you glad you are alive.
Hafez
You cannot swim for new horizons until you have courage to lose sight of the shore.
William Faulkner
Thursday, July 6, 2023
There is almost a sensual longing for communion with others who have a larger vision. The immense fulfillment of the friendships between those engaged in furthering the evolution of consciousness has a quality almost impossible to describe.
Pierre Teilhard de Chardin (1881-1955)
Two Kinds of Intelligence
There are two kinds of intelligence: one acquired,
as a child in school memorizes facts and concepts
from books and from what the teacher says,
collecting information from the traditional sciences
as well as from the new sciences.
With such intelligence you rise in the world.
You get ranked ahead or behind others
in regard to your competence in retaining
information. You stroll with this intelligence
in and out of fields of knowledge, getting always more
marks on your preserving tablets.
There is another kind of tablet, one
already completed and preserved inside you.
A spring overflowing its springbox. A freshness
in the center of the chest. This other intelligence
does not turn yellow or stagnate. It’s fluid,
and it doesn’t move from outside to inside
through conduits of plumbing-learning.
This second knowing is a fountainhead
from within you, moving out.
Rumi
You can’t connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. So you have to trust that the dots will somehow connect in your future. You have to trust in something — your gut, destiny, life, karma, whatever. This approach has never let me down, and it has made all the difference in my life.
Steve Jobs
Wednesday, July 5, 2023
Once the soul awakens, the search begins and you can never go back. From then on, you are inflamed with a special longing that will never again let you linger in the lowlands of complacency and partial fulfillment. The eternal makes you urgent. You are loath to let compromise or the threat of danger hold you back from striving toward the summit of fulfillment.
John O’Donohue
“Hope” is the thing with feathers
“Hope” is the thing with feathers –
That perches in the soul –
And sings the tune without the words –
And never stops – at all –
And sweetest – in the Gale – is heard –
And sore must be the storm –
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm –
I’ve heard it in the chillest land –
And on the strangest Sea –
Yet – never – in Extremity,
It asked a crumb – of me.
Emily Dickinson
Tuesday, July 4, 2023
Surely, in the light of history, it is more intelligent to hope rather than to fear, to try rather than not to try. For one thing we know beyond all doubt: Nothing has ever been achieved by the person who says, “It can’t be done.”
Eleanor Roosevelt
True heroism is remarkably sober, very undramatic. It is not the urge to surpass all others at whatever cost, but the urge to serve others at whatever cost.
Arthur Ashe
So let freedom ring from the prodigious hilltops of New Hampshire. Let freedom ring from the mighty mountains of New York. Let freedom ring from the heightening Alleghenies of Pennsylvania! Let freedom ring from the snow-Capped Rockies of Colorado! Let freedom ring from the curvaceous peaks of California! But not only that; let freedom ring from Stone Mountain of Georgia! Let freedom ring from Lookout Mountain of Tennessee! Let freedom ring from every hill and every molehill of Mississippi. From every mountainside, let freedom ring.
Martin Luther King Jr.
America the Beautiful (1893)
(4th verse )
O beautiful for patriot dream
That sees beyond the years,
Thine alabaster cities gleam
Undimmed by human tears!
America! America
God shed His grace on thee,
And crown thy good with brotherhood
From sea to shining sea!
Katherine Lee Bates
WORD OF THE DAY
Pa’a ka waha
(Hawaiian ) – Observe, be silent and learn. If words are exiting your mouth, wisdom cannot come in.
Happiness, not in another place, but this place…not for another hour, but this hour
Walt Whitman
Monday, July 3, 2023
Education is not the filling of a pail, but the lighting of a fire.
William Butler Yeats
The task of the modern educator is not to cut down jungles, but to irrigate deserts.
C. S. Lewis
Better than a thousand days of diligent study is one day with a great teacher.
Japanese Proverb
Let us be grateful to people who make us happy. They are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.
Marcel Proust
We want to grow in good and, therefore, we only bring to mind that which is good. On whatever aspect we dwell, that comes into our heart. Whatever we dwell on our heart radiates. When is there time to dwell on what is not wanted? We spend time dwelling on the promising features. On whatever aspect we dwell, it comes into our heart.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
If you repeat the experience of transcending and you repeat it, and repeat, then it becomes just simply part of who you are. And that is how you experience the Self, experience Pure Consciousness—not only during meditation, but it becomes a reality even after meditation. This happens because more and more of the Self is now within your self— meaning, that the unified field of consciousness becomes available to us during our daily activity also.
Tony Nader, MD PhD
The Moon
The moon has a face like the clock in the hall;
She shines on thieves on the garden wall,
On streets and fields and harbour quays,
And birdies asleep in the forks of the trees.
The squalling cat and the squeaking mouse,
The howling dog by the door of the house,
The bat that lies in bed at noon,
All love to be out by the light of the moon.
But all of the things that belong to the day
Cuddle to sleep to be out of her way;
And flowers and children close their eyes
Till up in the morning the sun shall arise.
Robert Louis Stevenson (1850-1894)
Experience is not what happens to you; it what you do with what happens to you.
Aldous Huxley
Sunday, July 2, 2023
The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.
Marcel Proust (1871-1922)
They change their sky, not their soul, who rush across the sea.
Horace, Roman poet (65 BC to 8 BC)
We delight in the beauty of the butterfly, but rarely admit the changes it has gone through to achieve that beauty.
Maya Angelou
Do the best you can until you know better. Then when you know better, do better.
Maya Angelou
Today is a wonderful day. I’ve never seen this one before.
Maya Angelou
Saturday, July 1, 2023
Life can only be understood backwards; but it must be lived forwards. Life is not a problem to be solved, but a reality to be experienced.
Søren Kierkegaard (1813-1855)
I’ve learned that to be with those I like is enough.
Walt Whitman (1819-1892)
What If?
I’m the reason nothing ever changes
I’m the one who holds the lock and key
When I forgive life suddenly rearranges
And I discover how suddenly I am free
Monika Aring
Friday, June 30, 2023
The technique of receiving help from the surroundings is in our attitude of giving. If we want to receive the maximum at all times, we must have an attitude of giving. “If you want to receive, you must give” is a law of nature.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
WORDS OF THE DAY
Shouganai
(Japanese ) is said in response to troubles that cannot be helped. It’s like saying, “It is what it is” or “Stuff happens.” It is the recognition that we do not have control over every situation. At the same time, ‘shouganai’ also recognizes the ability to maintain dignity despite facing inevitable challenges in life.
Ailyak
(Bulgarian, n ) The subtle art of doing everything calmly and without haste. It is similar to the famous Swahili idiom ‘Hakuna Matata’
Thursday, June 29, 2023
Seek out that particular mental attribute which makes you feel most deeply and vitally alive, along with which comes the inner voice which says, ‘This is the real me,’ and when you have found that attitude, follow it.
William James (1842-1910), American philosopher, historian, and psychologist, and the first educator to offer a psychology course in the United States. James is considered to be a leading thinker of the late 19th century, one of the most influential philosophers of the United States, and the “Father of American psychology.”
When anxious, uneasy and bad thoughts come, I go to the sea, and the sea drowns them out with its great wide sounds, cleanses me with its noise, and imposes a rhythm upon everything in me that is bewildered and confused.
Rainer Maria Rilke
The sea is a desert of waves,
A wilderness of water.
Langston Hughes
I must be a mermaid. I have no fear of depths and a great fear of shallow living.
Anais Nin
Wednesday, June 28, 2023
The Golden Rule across the World’s 5 Great Religions
Islam
Not one of you truly believes until you wish for others what you wish for yourself.
The Prophet Muhammad, Hadith
Christianity
In everything, do to others as you would have them do to you; for this is the law and the prophets.
Jesus, Matthew 7:12
Judaism
What is hateful to you, do not do to your neighbor. This is the whole Torah; all the rest is commentary. Go and learn it.
Hillel, Talmud, Shabbath 31a
Buddhism
Treat not others in ways that you yourself would find hurtful.
The Buddha, Udana-Varga, 5.18
Hinduism
This is the sum of duty: do not do to others what would cause pain if done to you.
Mahabharata, 5:1517
You consider yourself to be an insignificant body, but within you is encapsulated the greatest universe.
Ali b. Abi Talib, Diwan
No one will reap except what they sow.
Quran 6:164
Eid Mubarak!
(“Blessed celebration!”)
There is one friend in the life of each of us who seems not a separate person, however dear and beloved, but an expansion, an interpretation, of one’s self, the very meaning of one’s soul.
Edith Wharton, American writer and designer who became the first woman to win the Pulitzer Prize in Fiction in 1921.
Tuesday, June 27, 2023
Accept the seasons of your heart, even as you have always accepted the seasons that pass over your fields. And you would watch with serenity through the winters of your grief.
Kahlil Gibran
Hold no man responsible for what he says in his grief.
The Talmud
Grief, I have learned, is really just love. It’s all the love you want to give, but cannot. All that unspent love gathers up in the corners of your eyes, the lump in your throat, and that hollow part of your chest. Grief is just love with no place to go.
Jamie Anderson
When I allow myself to feel my body, when I can inhabit it and allow myself to close off the world beyond my flesh, I become who I am- energy and spirit. I am not my mind. I am not my brain. I am stardust, comets, nebulae, and galaxies. I am trees and wind and stone. I am space. I am emptiness and wholeness at the same time. That is when my body sings to me, a glorious ancient song redolent with mystery seeking to remain mystery. Connecting to it, living with it, becoming it even for a moment, I am healed and made more.
Richard Wagamese, renowned Canadian indigenous writer and storyteller
Auguries of Innocence
To see a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour
William Blake (1757-1827), English poet, painter, and printmaker. Largely unrecognized during his life, Blake is now considered a seminal figure in the history of the poetry and visual art of the Romantic Age.
Monday, June 26, 2023
The Window
Your body is away from me
but there is a window open
from my heart to yours.
From this window, like the moon
I keep sending news secretly.
Rumi
Everything that slows us down and forces patience, everything that sets us back into the slow circles of nature, is a help. Gardening is an instrument of grace.
May Sarton
Sunday, June 25, 2023
So the unwanting soul
sees what’s hidden,
and the ever-wanting soul
sees only what it wants.
Lao Tzu
Self-Observation Without Judgment
Release the harsh and pointed inner
voice. it’s just a throwback to the past,
and holds no truth about this moment.
Let go of self-judgment, the old,
learned ways of beating yourself up
for each imagined inadequacy.
Allow the dialogue within the mind
to grow friendlier, and quiet. Shift
out of inner criticism and life
suddenly looks very different.
i can say this only because I make
the choice a hundred times a day to
release the voice that refuses to
acknowledge the real me.
What’s needed here isn’t
more prodding toward perfection, but
intimacy – seeing clearly, and
embracing what I see.
Love, not judgment, sows the
seeds of tranquility and change.
Danna Faulds
We are like the spider. We weave our life and then move along in it. We are like the dreamer who dreams and then lives in the dream. This is true for the whole universe.
Mundaka Upanishad
Saturday, June 24, 2023
The Journey
One day you finally knew
what you had to do, and began,
though the voices around you
kept shouting
their bad advice —
though the whole house
began to tremble
and you felt the old tug
at your ankles.
“Mend my life!”
each voice cried.
But you didn’t stop.
You knew what you had to do,
though the wind pried
with its stiff fingers
at the very foundations,
though their melancholy
was terrible.
It was already late
enough, and a wild night,
and the road full of fallen
branches and stones.
But little by little,
as you left their voice behind,
the stars began to burn
through the sheets of clouds,
and there was a new voice
which you slowly
recognized as your own,
that kept you company
as you strode deeper and deeper
into the world,
determined to do
the only thing you could do —
determined to save
the only life that you could save.
Mary Oliver
If it is not right, do not do it, if it is not true, do not say it.
Marcus Aurelius
You become what you give your attention to…If you yourself don’t choose what thoughts and images you expose yourself to, someone else will.
Epictetus
Give yourself a gift, the present moment.
Marcus Aurelius
Friday, June 23, 2023
Fundamentals of a good leader? Greater ability and greater balance.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
Leaders are successful by making others successful.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
To the extent that we are able to nourish ourselves from our speech and action. that is the extent to which we can nourish others.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
Every day, think as you wake up, Today I am fortunate to have woken up. I am alive, I have a precious human life. I am not going to waste it.
I am going to use all my energies to develop myself, to expand my heart out to others, to achieve enlightenment for the benefit of all beings.
I am going to have kind thoughts towards others. I am not going to get angry or think badly about others.
I am going to benefit others as much as I can.
The Dalai Lama
Morning
Salt shining behind its glass cylinder.
Milk in a blue bowl. The yellow linoleum.
The cat stretching her black body from the pillow.
The way she makes her curvaceous response
to the small, kind gesture.
Then laps the bowl clean.
Then wants to go out into the world
where she leaps lightly and
for no apparent reason across the lawn,
then sits, perfectly still, in the grass.
I watch her a little while, thinking:
what more could I do with wild words?
I stand in the cold kitchen,
bowing down to her.
I stand in the cold kitchen,
everything wonderful around me.
Mary Oliver
Thursday, June 22, 2023
Between stimulus and response there is a space. In that space is our power to choose our response. In our response lies our growth and our freedom.
Viktor E. Frankl, neurologist, psychologist, Holocaust survivor, and author of Man’s Search for Meaning
Everything can be taken from a man but one thing: the last of the human freedoms—to choose one’s attitude in any given set of circumstances, to choose one’s own way.
Viktor Frankl
When we are no longer able to change a situation, we are challenged to change ourselves.
Viktor Frankl
What Life Should Be
To learn while still a child
What this life is meant to be.
To know it goes beyond myself,
It’s so much more than me.
To overcome the tragedies,
To survive the hardest times.
To face those moments filled with pain,
And still manage to be kind.
To fight for those who can’t themselves,
To always share my light.
With those who wander in the dark,
To love with all my might.
To still stand up with courage,
Though standing on my own.
To still get up and face each day,
Even when I feel alone.
To try to understand the ones
That no one cares to know.
And make them feel some value
When the world has let them go.
To be an anchor, strong and true,
That person loyal to the end.
To be a constant source of hope
To my family and my friends.
To live a life of decency,
To share my heart and soul.
To always say I’m sorry
When I’ve harmed both friend and foe.
To be proud of whom I’ve tried to be,
And this life I chose to live.
To make the most of every day
By giving all I have to give.
To me that’s what this life should be,
To me that’s what it’s for.
To take what God has given me
And make it so much more
To live a life that matters,
To be someone of great worth.
To love and be loved in return
And make my mark on Earth.
Patricia A. Fleming
So live your life that the fear of death can never enter your heart. Trouble no one about their religion; respect others in their view, and demand that they respect yours. Love your life, perfect your life, beautify all things in your life. Seek to make your life long and its purpose in the service of your people. Prepare a noble death song for the day when you go over the great divide.
Always give a word or a sign of salute when meeting or passing a friend, even a stranger, when in a lonely place. Show respect to all people and grovel to none.
When you arise in the morning give thanks for the food and for the joy of living. If you see no reason for giving thanks, the fault lies only in yourself. Abuse no one and no thing, for abuse turns the wise ones to fools and robs the spirit of its vision.
When it comes your time to die, be not like those whose hearts are filled with the fear of death, so that when their time comes they weep and pray for a little more time to live their lives over again in a different way. Sing your death song and die like a hero going home.
Chief Tecumseh, Shawnee chief and warrior
(Note: A persuasive orator, Tecumseh traveled widely, forming a Native American confederacy and promoting intertribal unity. The Shawnee Tribe is an Algonquian-speaking people, who originally occupied lands in southern Ohio, West Virginia and western Pennsylvania. )
Wednesday, June 21, 2023
Some Things
Some things change.
Some things stay the same.
Some things raise your blood pressure.
Some things raise your spirits.
Some things get better.
Some things don’t.
Some things can be willed into being.
Some things won’t.
Easy does it is how they do it.
Some things seem awful
until they seem full of awe.
Some things are meant to be savored.
Some things, you rush through.
Some things you survive.
Some things, be glad you come out alive,
like when you are born,
again and again and again.
Emily Lewis Penn
Poem 133: The Summer Day
Who made the world?
Who made the swan, and the black bear?
Who made the grasshopper?
This grasshopper, I mean—
the one who has flung herself out of the grass,
the one who is eating sugar out of my hand,
who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down—
who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyes.
Now she lifts her pale forearms and thoroughly washes her face.
Now she snaps her wings open, and floats away.
I don’t know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn’t everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?
Mary Oliver
Tuesday, June 20, 2023
Years ago, anthropologist Margaret Mead was asked by a student what she considered the first sign of civilization in a culture. The student expected Mead to talk about fish hooks or clay pots or grinding stones. But no, Mead said that the first sign of civilization in an ancient culture was a femur (thighbone) that had been broken then healed. Mead explained, that in the animal kingdom, if you break your leg, you die. You cannot run from danger, get to the river for a drink or hunt food. You are meat for prowling beasts. No animal survives a broken leg long enough for the bone to heal. A broken femur that has healed is proof that someone has taken time to stay with the person who has fell, has bound up the wound, has carried the person to safety and has tended the person through recovery. ‘Helping someone through difficulty is where civilization starts’ said Mead. We are at our best when we serve others. Be civilized.
Dr. Ira Byock, The Best Care Possible: A Physician’s Quest to Transform Care Through the End of Life (Avery, 2012)
Life
Life, believe, is not a dream
So dark as sages say;
Oft a little morning rain
Foretells a pleasant day.
Sometimes there are clouds of gloom,
But these are transient all;
If the shower will make the roses bloom,
O why lament its fall?
Charlotte Brontë (1816-1855)
Happiness and freedom begin with one principle: Some things are within our control and some are not.
Epictetus (55-135 CE), Stoic philosopher
Receive without pride, let go without attachment.
Marcus Aurelius (121-180 CE), Roman emperor
Monday, June 19, 2023
Human Family
I note the obvious differences
in the human family.
Some of us are serious,
some thrive on comedy.
Some declare their lives are lived
as true profundity,
and others claim they really live
the real reality.
The variety of our skin tones
can confuse, bemuse, delight,
brown and pink and beige and purple,
tan and blue and white.
I’ve sailed upon the seven seas
and stopped in every land,
I’ve seen the wonders of the world
not yet one common man.
I know ten thousand women
called Jane and Mary Jane,
but I’ve not seen any two
who really were the same.
Mirror twins are different
although their features jibe,
and lovers think quite different thoughts
while lying side by side.
We love and lose in China,
we weep on England’s moors,
and laugh and moan in Guinea,
and thrive on Spanish shores.
We seek success in Finland,
are born and die in Maine.
In minor ways we differ,
in major we’re the same.
I note the obvious differences
between each sort and type,
but we are more alike, my friends,
than we are unalike.
We are more alike, my friends,
than we are unalike.
We are more alike, my friends,
than we are unalike.
Maya Angelou
Hate, it has caused a lot of problems in the world, but has not solved one yet.
Maya Angelou
We may encounter many defeats but we must not be defeated.
Maya Angelou
Not everything that is faced can be changed. But nothing can be changed until it is faced.
James Baldwin
As I walked out the door toward the gate that would lead to my freedom, I knew if I didn’t leave my bitterness and hatred behind, I’d still be in prison.
Nelson Mandela
Darkness cannot drive out darkness, only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate, only love can do that.
Martin Luther King, Jr.
I Dream a World
I dream a world where man
No other man will scorn,
Where love will bless the earth
And peace its paths adorn
I dream a world where all
Will know sweet freedom’s way,
Where greed no longer saps the soul
Nor avarice blights our day.
A world I dream where black or white,
Whatever race you be,
Will share the bounties of the earth
And every man is free,
Where wretchedness will hang its head
And joy, like a pearl,
Attends the needs of all mankind-
Of such I dream, my world!
Langston Hughes
Sunday, June 18, 2023
Pirkei Avot means “Ethics of the Fathers” and is one of sixty-three dissertations of the Mishnah, a foundational Jewish text which was codified by the 3rd century C.E. It is a collection of universal ethics and moral insights from revered Jewish sages.
He [Rabbi Hillel] used to say: If I am not for me, who will be for me? And when I am for myself alone, what am I? And if not now, then when?
Pirkei Avot
Ben Zoma says: Who is the wise one? He who learns from all men…
Who is the mighty one? He who conquers his impulse…
Who is the rich one? He who is happy with his lot…
Who is honored? He who honors the created beings…
Pirkei Avot
The more Torah, the more life; the more sitting [in the company of scholars], the more wisdom; the more counsel, the more understanding; the more charity, the more peace.
Pirkei Avot
That’s what I consider true generosity: You give your all and yet you always feel as if it costs you nothing.
Simone de Beauvoir
No man stands taller than when he stoops to help a child.
Abraham Lincoln
When a father gives to his son, both laugh; when a son gives to his father, both cry.
William Shakespeare
Every father should remember one day his child will follow his example, not his advice.
Charles Kettering
Saturday, June 17, 2023
Friendship improves happiness, and abates misery, by doubling our joys, and dividing our grief.
Marcus Tullius Cicero
Don’t walk in front of me; I may not follow. Don’t walk behind me; I may not lead. Just walk beside me and be my friend.
Albert Camus
YESEES AND NOEES
The Yesees said yes to anything
That anyone suggested.
The Noees said no to everything
Unless it was proven and tested.
So the Yesees all died of much too much
And the Noees all died of fright,
But somehow I think the Thinkforyourselfees
All came out all right.
Shel Silverstein
LISTEN TO THE MUSTN’TS
Listen to the MUSTN’TS, child,
Listen to the DON’TS
Listen to the SHOULDN’TS
The IMPOSSIBLES, the WON’TS
Listen to the NEVER HAVES
Then listen close to me—
Anything can happen, child,
ANYTHING can be.
Shel Silverstein
Friday, June 16, 2023
maggie and milly and molly and may
went down to the beach(to play one day)
and maggie discovered a shell that sang
so sweetly she couldn’t remember her troubles,and
milly befriended a stranded star
whose rays five languid fingers were;
and molly was chased by a horrible thing
which raced sideways while blowing bubbles:and
may came home with a smooth round stone
as small as a world and as large as alone.
For whatever we lose(like a you or a me)
it’s always ourselves we find in the sea.
e.e. cummings
Leisure
What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare?—
No time to stand beneath the boughs,
And stare as long as sheep and cows:
No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass:
No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night:
No time to turn at Beauty’s glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance:
No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began?
A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
W. H. Davies
Thursday, June 15, 2023
Fire
What makes a fire burn
is space between the logs,
a breathing space.
Too much of a good thing,
too many logs
packed in too tight
can douse the flames
almost as surely
as a pail of water would.
So building fires
requires attention
to the spaces in between,
as much as to the wood.
When we are able to build
open spaces
in the same way
we have learned
to pile on the logs,
then we can come to see how
it is fuel, and absence of the fuel
together, that make fire possible
We only need to lay a log
lightly from time to time.
A fire
grows
simply because the space is there,
with openings
in which the flame
that knows just how it wants to burn
can find its way.
Judy Brown
THE ROAD NOT TAKEN
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Robert Frost
Wednesday, June 14, 2023
O how I laugh when I think of my vague, indefinite riches. No run on my bank can drain it, for my wealth is not possession but enjoyment.
Henry David Thoreau
WORDS OF THE DAY
Whakakoakoa
(Māori, v ) – To cheer up.
Abditory
(Latin, n ) – A place into which you can disappear; a hiding place
Hanyauku
(Kwangali – Namibia, v ) – To walk on tiptoes across hot desert sand
Tuesday, June 13, 2023
Though we may be learned by another’s knowledge, we can never be wise but by our own experience.
Michel de Montaigne
Sometimes it is a good choice not to choose at all.
Michel de Montaigne
My life has been full of terrible misfortunes, most of which never happened.
Michel de Montaigne
Whoever wants music instead of noise, joy instead of pleasure, soul instead of gold, creative work instead of business, passion instead of foolery, finds no home in this trivial world of ours.
Hermann Hesse
(Note: Hermann Karl Hesse was a German-Swiss poet, novelist, and painter. His best-known works include Demian, Steppenwolf, Siddhartha, and The Glass Bead Game, each of which explores an individual’s search for authenticity, self-knowledge and spirituality. In 1946, he received the Nobel Prize in Literature. )
Monday, June 12, 2023
The Sun
Have you ever seen
anything
in your life
more wonderful
than the way the sun,
every evening,
relaxed and easy,
floats toward the horizon
and into the clouds or the hills,
or the rumpled sea,
and is gone–
and how it slides again
out of the blackness,
every morning,
on the other side of the world,
like a red flower
streaming upward on its heavenly oils,
say, on a morning in early summer,
at its perfect imperial distance–
and have you ever felt for anything
such wild love–
do you think there is anywhere, in any
language,
a word billowing enough
for the pleasure
that fills you,
as the sun
reaches out,
as it warms you
as you stand there,
empty-handed–
or have you too
turned from this world–
or have you too
gone crazy
for power,
for things?
Mary Oliver
Until we have begun to go without them, we fail to realize how unnecessary many things are. We’ve been using them not because we needed them but because we had them.
Seneca
When you teach your child, you teach your child’s child.
The Talmud
The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.
Marcel Proust
All of humanity’s problems stem from man’s inability to sit quietly in a room alone.
Blaise Pascal
Sunday, June 11, 2023
Self
Once I freed myself of my duties to tasks and people and went down to the cleansing sea…
The air was like wine to my spirit,
The sky bathed my eyes with infinity,
The sun followed me, casting golden snares on the tide,
And the ocean—masses of molten surfaces, faintly gray-blue—sang to my heart…
Then I found myself, all here in the body and brain, and all there on the shore:
Content to be myself: free, and strong, and enlarged:
Then I knew the depths of myself were the depths of space.
And all living beings were of those depths (my brothers and sisters)
And that by going inward and away from duties, cities, street-cars and greetings,
I was dipping behind all surfaces, piercing cities and people,
And entering in and possessing them, more than a brother,
The surge of all life in them and in me…
So I swore I would be myself (there by the ocean)
And I swore I would cease to neglect myself, but would take myself as my mate,
Solemn marriage and deep: midnights of thought to be:
Long mornings of sacred communion, and twilights of talk,
Myself and I, long parted, clasping and married till death.
James Oppenheim
I have a theory that the moment one gives close attention to anything, even a blade of grass, it becomes a mysterious, awesome, indescribably magnificent world in itself.
I have tried this experiment a thousand times and I have never been disappointed. The more I look at a thing, the more I see in it, and the more I see in it, the more I want to see. It is like peeling an onion. There is always another layer, and another, and another. And each layer is more beautiful than the last.
This is the way I look at the world. I don’t see it as a collection of objects, but as a vast and mysterious organism. I see the beauty in the smallest things, and I find wonder in the most ordinary events. I am always looking for the hidden meaning, the secret message. I am always trying to understand the mystery of life.
Henry Miller (1891-1980), award-winning American novelist
Saturday, June 10, 2023
May the sun bring you new energy by day,
may the moon softly restore you by night,
may the rain wash away your worries,
may the breeze blow new strength into your being,
may you walk gently through the world
and know it’s beauty all the days of your life.
Apache Blessing
Friday, June 9, 2023
The Washington Post
May 18, 2023
Why birds and their songs are good for our mental health
There is a saying in Tibetan, “Tragedy should be utilized as a source of strength.” No matter what sort of difficulties, how painful experience is, if we lose our hope, that’s our real disaster.
Dalai Lama
This is really why I made my daughters learn to garden – so they would always have a mother to love them, long after I am gone.
Robin Wall Kimmerer
If I had influence with the good fairy… I should ask that her gift to each child in the world be a sense of wonder so indestructible that it would last throughout life.
Rachel Carson
Not in the clamor of the crowded street,
Not in the shouts and plaudits of the throng,
But in ourselves, are triumph and defeat.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Thursday, June 8, 2023
When you are in doubt, be still, and wait; When doubt no longer exists for you, then go forward with courage. So long as mists envelop you, be still; Be still until the sunlight pours through and dispels the mists, as it surely will. Then act with courage.
Ponca Chief White Eagle (1825-1914)
Still Water
We can make our minds so like still water that beings gather about us, that they may see, it may be, their own images, and so live for a moment with a clearer, perhaps even with a fiercer life because of our quiet.
W.B. Yeats
Wednesday, June 7, 2023
Cosmic Consciousness should not be considered as something far beyond the reach of a normal person. The state of Cosmic Consciousness should be the state of normal human consciousness. Any state below Cosmic Consciousness can only be taken to be subnormal human consciousness. The human mind should be a cosmically conscious mind.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
I can feel everything and survive. What I thought would kill me, didn’t. Every time I said to myself: I can’t take this anymore — I was wrong. The truth was that I could and did take it all — and I kept surviving. Surviving again and again made me less afraid of myself, of other people, of life. I learned that I’d never be free from pain but I could be free from the fear of pain, and that was enough.
Glennon Doyle, Untamed
Tuesday, June 6, 2023
If you wish to glimpse inside a human soul and get to know a man, don’t bother analyzing his ways of being silent, of talking, of weeping, of seeing how much he is moved by noble ideas; you will get better results if you just watch him laugh. If he laughs well, he’s a good man.
Fyodor Dostoevsky (1821-1881), Russian novelist, short story writer, essayist and journalist. Numerous literary critics regard him as one of the greatest novelists in all of world literature.
Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.
William Shakespeare
Our greatest glory is not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall.
Confucius
Monday, June 5, 2023
Question: If you could give any advice for the day, what would it be?
Walk, don’t run.
That’s it.
Walk, don’t run. Slow down, breathe
deeply, and open your eyes because there’s
a whole world right here within this one. The
bush doesn’t suddenly catch on fire, it’s been
burning the whole time. Moses is simply moving
slowly enough to see it. And when he
does, he takes off his sandals. Not because
the ground has suddenly become holy, but
because he’s just now becoming aware that
the ground has been holy the whole time.
Efficiency is not God’s highest goal for your life,
neither is busyness,
or how many things you can get done in one day,
or speed,
or even success.
But walking-
which leads to seeing-
now that’s something.
That’s the invitation for every one of us today
and every day, in every conversation, interaction,
event, and moment: to walk, not run. And in doing
so, to see a whole world right here within this one.
Rob Bell
All journeys have secret destinations of which the traveler is unaware.
Martin Buber (1878-1965), Austrian and Israeli philosopher
Sunday, June 4, 2023
Stress is an ignorant state. It believes everything is an emergency.
Natalie Goldberg
Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around.
Leo Buscaglia
When I Run After What I Think I Want Rumi
When I run after what I think I want,
my days are a furnace of distress and anxiety,
if I sit in my own place of patience,
what I need flows to me, and without any pain,
from this, I understand that what I want also wants me,
and is looking for me and attracting me,
there’s a great secret in this for all who can grasp it.
Rumi
Saturday, June 3, 2023
The Early Morning
The moon on the one hand, the dawn on the other:
The moon is my sister, the dawn is my brother.
The moon on my left and the dawn on my right.
My brother, good morning: my sister, good night.
Hilaire Belloc
Trees
I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
Joyce Kilmer
Friday, June 2, 2023
Beannacht
On the day when
The weight deadens
On your shoulders
And you stumble,
May the clay dance
To balance you.
And when your eyes
Freeze behind
The grey window
And the ghost of loss
Gets in to you,
May a flock of colours,
Indigo, red, green,
And azure blue,
Come to awaken in you
A meadow of delight.
When the canvas frays
In the currach of thought
And a stain of ocean
Blackens beneath you,
May there come across the waters
A path of yellow moonlight
To bring you safely home.
May the nourishment of the earth be yours,
May the clarity of light be yours,
May the fluency of the ocean be yours,
May the protection of the ancestors be yours.
And so may a slow
Wind work these words
Of love around you,
An invisible cloak
To mind your life.
John O’Donohue
WORD OF THE DAY
Elysian
(Greek, adj ) – Beautiful or creative; divinely inspired; peaceful and perfect. “The Elysian-like clouds would be heavenly to touch.” Origin: The Elysian Fields, also called Elysium, are the final resting place of the souls of the heroic and the virtuous in Greek mythology.
Thursday, June 1, 2023
June 1 is the first day of “meteorological summer” as opposed to June 21 which is the first day of “astronomical summer.” To celebrate…
June
The sun is rich
And gladly pays
In golden hours,
Silver days,
And long green weeks
That never end.
School’s out.
The time Is ours to spend.
There’s Little League,
Hopscotch, the creek,
And, after supper,
Hide-and-seek.
The live-long light
Is like a dream,
and freckles come
Like flies to cream.
John Updike
I’m not trying to sound like a superhero. There were times when my resolve was challenged, and I had to reset. As I write this now in my 80s, I can say to you with absolute assurance that a lifetime can zip by in what feels like a few turns of a kaleidoscope. Unless we make a conscious effort to achieve our own personal human revolution, too many of us end up spending our precious days just busily running around, but never getting anywhere.
We may remain stuck in the lower worlds – consumed by ego, fears, and desires in the shallow realm of our lesser self. But when we do our best to lift ourselves up by increasing our self-love, thoughtfulness, and kindness in all our behaviors, we can then live out a true revolution of the heart.
I believe that, for much of human history, there has been a common, yet deluded belief that the key to happiness is found in controlling or changing our external world, our environment, our economies, our politics, or our social structures.
We humans have devoted a lot of time and energy to these endeavors, while dedicating far less effort to transforming our internal world, which is what dictates the way we actually live our lives.
Tina Turner, excerpted from HAPPINESS BECOMES YOU: A GUIDE TO CHANGING YOUR LIFE FOR GOOD
Wisdom is the reward you get for a lifetime of listening when you’d have preferred to talk.
Doug Larson
Happiness is having a large, loving, caring, close-knit family in another city.
George Burns
Wednesday, May 31, 2023
When you love someone, you have to offer that person the best you have. The best thing we can offer another person is our true presence.
Thich Nhat Hanh
Many people think excitement is happiness…But when you are excited you are not peaceful. True happiness is based on peace.
Thich Nhat Hanh
A quiet mind does not mean there will be no thoughts or mental movements at all, but these will be on the surface, and you will feel your true Being within, separate from them, observing but not carried away.
Sri Aurobindo (1872-1950)
Tuesday, May 30, 2023
A billion stars go spinning through the night,
Blazing high above your head.
But in you is the presence that
Will be, when all the stars are dead.
Rainer Maria Rilke (1875-1926), renowned Austrian poet
To be a strong courageous healthy spirit — delighting in the natural world, seeing it with the innocence of a child to whom each commonplace stone, blade of grass & sapling is a miracle. That is the secret of eternal youth. Happy is the man who can go out into the fields & woods and hills, a free innocent being, unburdened by the world’s smartness & sophistication, its smug acceptance of fleshly indulgences, to whom life & nature are eternal mysteries.
Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967), American painter and visionary artist, known for his passionate watercolors of nature scenes and townscapes.
Monday, May 29, 2023
No duty is more urgent than that of returning thanks.
St. Ambrose
Gettysburg Address
Four score and seven years ago our fathers brought forth on this continent, a new nation, conceived in Liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal.
Now we are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether that nation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated, can long endure. We are met on a great battle-field of that war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field, as a final resting place for those who here gave their lives that that nation might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this.
But, in a larger sense, we can not dedicate — we can not consecrate — we can not hallow — this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it, far above our poor power to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here. It is for us the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced. It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us — that from these honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they gave the last full measure of devotion — that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain — that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom — and that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth.
Abraham Lincoln, November 19, 1863
Tenderness and kindness are not signs of weakness and despair, but manifestations of strength and resolution.
Khalil Gibran
Sunday, May 28, 2023
Gratitude
I thank thee, friend, for the beautiful thought
That in words well chosen thou gavest to me,
Deep in the life of my soul it has wrought
With its own rare essence to ever imbue me,
To gleam like a star over devious ways,
To bloom like a flower on the dreariest days
Better such gift from thee to me
Than gold of the hills or pearls of the sea.
For the luster of jewels and gold may depart,
And they have in them no life of the giver,
But this gracious gift from thy heart to my heart
Shall witness to me of thy love forever;
Yea, it shall always abide with me
As a part of my immortality;
For a beautiful thought is a thing divine,
So I thank thee, oh, friend, for this gift of thine.
Lucy Maud Montgomery (1874-1942), best-known for her classic novel for children, Anne of Green Gables.
The secret to living well and longer is: eat half, walk double, laugh triple, and love without measure.
Tibetan proverb
Saturday, May 27, 2023
I do not know what I may appear to the world; but to myself I seem to have been only like a boy playing on the sea-shore, and diverting myself in now and then finding a smoother pebble or a prettier shell than ordinary, whilst the great ocean of truth lay all undiscovered before me.
Sir Isaac Newton
(Note: Newton is known for devising the law of universal gravitation, discovering calculus, developing the three laws of motion, advancements in early modern chemistry, inventing the reflecting telescope, and proposing theories of light and color. )
If you are on a road to nowhere – find another road.
Ashanti Proverb from Ghana
The death of an elderly person is like a burning library.
African proverb
Patience attracts happiness; it brings near that which is far.
Swahili proverb
Friday, May 26, 2023
Unique
Because I know who I am,
I’m at ease and free.
I can’t be like others,
And they can’t be me.
I’ve got fading scars,
An unusual physique,
But it all works together
To make me unique.
I’ve got hidden strengths,
Some obvious flaws.
Still I am who I am,
For better, for worse.
I don’t have to blend in;
I won’t live a lie.
I can’t please everyone;
I won’t even try.
Some call me proud;
Others stare at me in alarm.
But I’m not one to bother,
Because I know who I am
Abimbola T. Alabi
Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities no doubt crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day. You shall begin it serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
(Note: Ralph Waldo Emerson, who went by his middle name Waldo, was an American essayist, lecturer, philosopher, abolitionist, and poet who led the transcendentalist movement of the mid-19th century. Waldo’s birthday is May 25, 1803. )
Thursday, May 25, 2023
ABOUT CROWS
The old crow is getting slow;
the young crow is not.
Of what the young crow does not know,
the old crow knows a lot.
At knowing things, the old crow is still
the young crow’s master.
What does the old crow not know?
How to go faster.
The young crow flies above, below, and rings
around the slow old crow.
What does the fast young crow not know?
WHERE TO GO.
John Ciardi
Solar
Suspended lion face
Spilling at the centre
Of an unfurnished sky
How still you stand,
And how unaided
Single stalkless flower
You pour unrecompensed.
The eye sees you
Simplified by distance
Into an origin,
Your petalled head of flames
Continuously exploding.
Heat is the echo of your
Gold.
Coined there among
Lonely horizontals
You exist openly.
Our needs hourly
Climb and return like angels.
Unclosing like a hand,
You give for ever.
Philip Larkin
(Note: Larkin was one of post-war England’s most famous poets, and was commonly referred to as “England’s other Poet Laureate” until his death in 1985. Indeed, when the position of laureate became vacant in 1984, many poets and critics favored Larkin’s appointment, but Larkin preferred to avoid the limelight. )
Wednesday, May 24, 2023
I can be changed by what happens to me. But I refuse to be reduced by it.
Maya Angelou
O God, help me to believe the truth about myself—no matter how beautiful it is.
Macrina Weiderkher, Benedictine nun
As swimmers dare
to lie face to the sky
and water bears them,
as hawks rest upon air
and air sustains them,
so would I learn to attain
freefall, and float
into Creator Spirit’s deep embrace,
knowing no effort earns
that all-surrounding grace.
Denise Levertov
Tuesday, May 23, 2023
The Room of Ancient Keys
My grandmother once gave me a tip:
In difficult times, you move forward in small steps.
Do what you have to do, but little by little.
Don’t think about the future, or what may happen tomorrow.
Wash the dishes.
Remove the dust.
Write a letter.
Make a soup.
You see?
You are advancing step by step.
Take a step and stop.
Rest a little.
Praise yourself.
Take another step.
Then another.
You won’t notice, but your steps will grow more and more.
And the time will come when you can think about the future without crying.
Elena Mikhalkova
The problem in middle life, when the body has reached its climax of power and begins to decline, is to identify yourself, not with the body, which is falling away, but with the consciousness of which it is a vehicle. This is something I learned from myths. What am I? Am I the bulb that carries the light? Or am I the light of which the bulb is a vehicle?
Joseph Campbell, author of The Power of Myth
Monday, May 22, 2023
There is a solitude of space
A solitude of sea
A solitude of death, but these
Society shall be
Compared with that profounder site
That polar privacy
A soul admitted to itself—
Finite infinity!
Emily Dickinson
I looked through others’ windows
On an enchanted earth
But out of my own window–
solitude and dearth.
And yet there is a mystery
I cannot understand–
That others through my window
See an enchanted land.
Jessie B. Rittenhouse
The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing that stands in the way. Some see nature all ridicule and deformity… and some scarce see nature at all. But to the eyes of the man of imagination, nature is imagination itself.
William Blake
Sunday, May 21, 2023
RISK
To laugh is to risk appearing a fool,
To weep is to risk appearing sentimental.
To reach out to another is to risk involvement,
To expose feelings is to risk exposing
your true self.
To place your ideas and dreams
before a crowd is to risk their loss.
To love is to risk not being loved in return,
To hope is to risk despair,
To try is to risk to failure.
But risks must be taken because
the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing.
The person who risks nothing, does nothing,
has nothing is nothing.
He may avoid suffering and sorrow,
But he cannot learn, feel, change, grow or live.
Chained by his servitude he is a slave
who has forfeited all freedom.
Only a person who risks is free.
William Arthur Ward
Hello, sun in my face. Hello you who made the morning and spread it over the fields… Watch, now, how I start the day in happiness, in kindness.
Mary Oliver
Finally I saw that worrying had come to nothing.
And gave it up. And took my old body
and went out into the morning,
and sang.
Mary Oliver
Saturday, May 20, 2023
This Is the Time to Be Slow
This is the time to be slow,
Lie low to the wall
Until the bitter weather passes.
Try, as best you can, not to let
The wire brush of doubt
Scrape from your heart
All sense of yourself
And your hesitant light.
If you remain generous,
Time will come good;
And you will find your feet
Again on fresh pastures of promise,
Where the air will be kind
And blushed with beginning.
John O’Donohue, To Bless the Space Between Us: A Book of Blessings
WORD OF THE DAY
Tyromancy
(Greek, n ) – Divination involving observation of cheese as it coagulates. It is derived from the Greek “tūros” for cheese and “manteia” for divination. In the Middle Ages, the shape, number of holes, and patterns of mold were often used to foretell money, love, and death. In some villages, a young lady or man would divine the names of their future spouse by writing the names of prospective suitors on pieces of cheese. The one whose piece of cheese grew mold first was deemed the true love match.
Friday, May 19, 2023
When I Am Among Trees
When I am among the trees,
especially the willows and the honey locust,
equally the beech, the oaks and the pines,
they give off such hints of gladness.
I would almost say that they save me, and daily.
I am so distant from the hope of myself,
in which I have goodness, and discernment,
and never hurry through the world
but walk slowly, and bow often.
Around me the trees stir in their leaves
and call out, “Stay awhile.”
The light flows from their branches.
And they call again, “It’s simple,” they say,
and you too have come
into the world to do this, to go easy, to be filled
with light, and to shine.
Mary Oliver
Genius is one percent inspiration and ninety-nine percent perspiration. A genius is often merely a talented person who has done all of his or her homework.
Thomas Edison
Most of the exercise I get is from standing and walking all day from one laboratory table to another. I derive more enjoyment, benefit and entertainment from this than some of my friends and competitors get from playing games like golf.
Thomas Edison
I have far more respect for the person with a single idea who gets there than for the person with a thousand ideas, who actually does nothing.
Thomas Edison
Go then if you must, but remember, no matter how foolish your deeds, those who love you will love you still.
Sophocles
The truth is always the strongest argument.
Sophocles
Look and you will find it – what is unsought will go undetected.
Sophocles
Thursday, May 18, 2023
The human mind, no matter how highly trained, cannot grasp the universe. We are in the position of a little child, entering a huge library whose walls are covered to the ceiling with books in many different tongues. The child knows that someone must have written those books. It does not know who or how. It does not understand the languages in which they are written. The child notes a definite plan in the arrangement of the books, a mysterious order, which it does not comprehend, but only dimly suspects. That, it seems to me, is the attitude of the human mind, even the greatest and most cultured, toward God. We see a universe marvelously arranged, obeying certain laws, but we understand the laws only dimly. Our limited minds cannot grasp the mysterious force that sways the constellations.
Albert Einstein
Who Does He Think She Is?
I asked the Zebra:
Are you black with white stripes?
Or white with black stripes?
And the zebra asked me:
Are you good with bad habits?
Or are you bad with good habits?
Are you noisy with quiet times?
Or are you quiet with noisy times?
Are you happy with some sad days?
Or are you sad with some happy days?
Are you neat with some sloppy ways?
Or are you sloppy with some neat ways?
And on and on and on and on
And on and on he went.
I’ll never ask a zebra
About stripes
Again
Shel Silverstein
Crystal Ball
Come see your life in my crystal glass—
Twenty-five cents is all you pay.
Let me look into your past—
Here’s what you had for lunch today:
Tuna salad and mashed potatoes,
Green pea soup and apple juice,
Collard greens and stewed tomatoes,
Chocolate milk and lemon mousse.
You admit I’ve told it all?
Well, I know it, I confess,
Not by looking in my ball,
But just by looking at your dress.
Shel Silverstein
Wednesday, May 17, 2023
When an old woman rebuked him for his conciliatory attitude toward the South, which she felt should be “destroyed” after the Civil War, Abraham Lincoln replied, “Madam, do I not destroy my enemies when I make them my friends?”
The greatest victory is that which requires no battle.
Sun Tzu, Chinese military general, strategist, philosopher, and author of The Art of War
When one treats people with benevolence, justice, and righteousness, and reposes confidence in them, the army will be united in mind and all will be happy to serve their leaders.
Sun Tzu
Rewards for good service should not be deferred a single day.
Sun Tzu
Heyam duhham anagatam
(“Avert the danger which has not yet come.” )
Vedic proverb
Yogastha kuru karmani.
(“Established in Being perform action.” )
Bhagavad Gita
Human Family
I note the obvious differences
in the human family.
Some of us are serious,
some thrive on comedy.
Some declare their lives are lived
as true profundity,
and others claim they really live
the real reality.
The variety of our skin tones
can confuse, bemuse, delight,
brown and pink and beige and purple,
tan and blue and white.
I’ve sailed upon the seven seas
and stopped in every land,
I’ve seen the wonders of the world
not yet one common man.
I know ten thousand women
called Jane and Mary Jane,
but I’ve not seen any two
who really were the same.
Mirror twins are different
although their features jibe,
and lovers think quite different thoughts
while lying side by side.
We love and lose in China,
we weep on England’s moors,
and laugh and moan in Guinea,
and thrive on Spanish shores.
We seek success in Finland,
are born and die in Maine.
In minor ways we differ,
in major we’re the same.
I note the obvious differences
between each sort and type,
but we are more alike, my friends,
than we are unalike.
We are more alike, my friends,
than we are unalike.
We are more alike, my friends,
than we are unalike.
Maya Angelou
You are the sky, Everything else is just the weather.
Pema Chodron
If you don’t become the ocean, you’ll be seasick every day.
Leonard Cohen
Tuesday, May 16, 2023
This grand show is eternal. It is always sunrise somewhere; the dew is never all dried at once; a shower is forever falling; vapor is ever rising. Eternal sunrise, eternal sunset, eternal dawn and gloaming, on sea and continents and islands, each in its turn, as the round earth rolls.
John Muir, John of the Mountains: The Unpublished Journals of John Muir
The sun shines not on us but in us. The rivers flow not past, but through us. Thrilling, tingling, vibrating every fiber and cell of the substance of our bodies, making them glide and sing. The trees wave and the flowers bloom in our bodies as well as our souls, and every bird song, wind song, and tremendous storm song of the rocks in the heart of the mountains is our song, our very own, and sings our love.
John Muir
The Seedling
As a quiet little seedling
Lay within its darksome bed,
To itself it fell a-talking,
And this is what it said:
“I am not so very robust,
But I’ll do the best I can;”
And the seedling from that moment
Its work of life began.
So it pushed a little leaflet
Up into the light of day,
To examine the surroundings
And show the rest the way.
The leaflet liked the prospect,
So it called its brother, Stem;
Then two other leaflets heard it,
And quickly followed them.
To be sure, the haste and hurry
Made the seedling sweat and pant;
But almost before it knew it
It found itself a plant.
The sunshine poured upon it,
And the clouds they gave a shower;
And the little plant kept growing
Till it found itself a flower.
Little folks, be like the seedling,
Always do the best you can;
Every child must share life’s labor
Just as well as every man.
And the sun and showers will help you
Through the lonesome, struggling hours,
Till you raise to light and beauty
Virtue’s fair, unfading flowers.
Paul Laurence Dunbar (1872-1906)
(Note: Paul Laurence Dunbar was born on June 27, 1872 to two formerly enslaved people from Kentucky. He became one of the first influential Black poets in American literature. )
Monday, May 15, 2023
It may take a little self-discipline:
Be simple, be kind, stay rested—
attend to your own inner health and happiness.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
Us Two
Wherever I am, there’s always Pooh,
There’s always Pooh and Me.
Whatever I do, he wants to do,
“Where are you going today?” says Pooh:
“Well, that’s very odd ‘cos I was too.
Let’s go together,” says Pooh, says he.
“Let’s go together,” says Pooh.
“What’s twice eleven?” I said to Pooh.
(“Twice what?” said Pooh to Me.)
“I think it ought to be twenty-two.”
“Just what I think myself,” said Pooh.
“It wasn’t an easy sum to do,
But that’s what it is,” said Pooh, said he.
“That’s what it is,” said Pooh.
“Let’s look for dragons,” I said to Pooh.
“Yes, let’s,” said Pooh to Me.
We crossed the river and found a few-
“Yes, those are dragons all right,” said Pooh.
“As soon as I saw their beaks I knew.
That’s what they are,” said Pooh, said he.
“That’s what they are,” said Pooh.
“Let’s frighten the dragons,” I said to Pooh.
“That’s right,” said Pooh to Me.
“I’m not afraid,” I said to Pooh,
And I held his paw and I shouted “Shoo!
Silly old dragons!”- and off they flew.
“I wasn’t afraid,” said Pooh, said he,
“I’m never afraid with you.”
So wherever I am, there’s always Pooh,
There’s always Pooh and Me.
“What would I do?” I said to Pooh,
“If it wasn’t for you,” and Pooh said: “True,
It isn’t much fun for One, but Two,
Can stick together, says Pooh, says he.
“That’s how it is,” says Pooh.
A. A. Milne
Sunday, May 14, 2023
Lovingkindness
May we have compassion for ourselves and others at this unprecedented time.
May we take refuge in the present moment as it holds what is most true.
May we remember that we are not alone.
May we have the courage to ask for support when we need it.
May we trust that we are doing the best we can in each moment.
May we have humility, take responsibility, and make amends when we cause harm.
May we discern with wisdom what is true and act as skillfully as we can.
May we forgive ourselves and each other for our humanity.
May we remember when we forget.
La Sarmiento
Stories
Six minutes ago the page was blank.
Six minutes ago I learned your name.
Six minutes ago you were born.
Six minutes ago, the idea came to me
that how you tell your story
is how you see the world,
how you see yourself.
Six minutes ago, I was single
and now I’m married.
Six minutes ago, I was expecting you
and now you are born.
Six minutes ago, I realized that now
is all I have.
Six minutes ago, I tasted the words
you are now reading.
Six minutes ago, I realized that
your weakness will be your strength.
The story you tell yourself changes
what you think, how you feel,
what you do.
The story takes your mind’s chatter
off other things.
Make sure the story is a good one.
Emily Lewis Penn
Saturday, May 13, 2023
Keep Going
When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road you’re trudging seems all up hill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest if you must—but don’t you quit.
Life is queer with its twists and turns,
As every one of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about
When he might have won had he stuck it out;
Don’t give up, though the pace seems slow—
You may succeed with another blow.
Often the goal is nearer than
It seems to a faint and faltering man,
Often the struggler has given up
When he might have captured the victor’s cup,
And he learned too late, when the night slipped down,
How close he was to the golden crown.
Success is failure turned inside out—
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems afar;
So stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit—
It’s when things seem worst that you mustn’t quit.
Edgar Guest
When I Heard the Learn’d Astronomer
When I heard the learn’d astronomer,
When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me,
When I was shown the charts and diagrams, to add, divide, and measure them,
When I sitting heard the astronomer where he lectured with much applause in the lecture-room,
How soon unaccountable I became tired and sick,
Till rising and gliding out I wander’d off by myself,
In the mystical moist night-air, and from time to time,
Look’d up in perfect silence at the stars.
Walt Whitman
Friday, May 12, 2023
Don’t look at your feet to see if you are doing it right. Just dance.
Anne Lamott
Two things define you: your patience when you have nothing and your attitude when you have everything.
George Bernard Shaw
No one can see their reflection in running water. It is only in still water that we can see.
Taoist proverb
How Many, How Much?
How many slams in an old screen door?
Depends how loud you shut it.
How many slices in a bread?
Depends how thin you cut it.
How much good inside a day?
Depends how good you live ’em.
How much love inside a friend?
Depends how much you give ’em.
Shel Silverstein
Thursday, May 11, 2023
The Arrow and The Song (1885)
I shot an arrow into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For, so swiftly it flew, the sight
Could not follow it in its flight.
I breathed a song into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For who has sight so keen and strong,
That it can follow the flight of song?
Long, long afterward, in an oak
I found the arrow, still unbroke;
And the song, from beginning to end,
I found again in the heart of a friend.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, one of the most widely known and best-loved American poets of the 19th century. He achieved a level of national and international prominence previously unequaled in the literary history of the United States
Wednesday, May 10, 2023
WHEN GREAT TREES FALL
When great trees fall,
rocks on distant hills shudder,
lions hunker down
in tall grasses,
and even elephants
lumber after safety.
When great trees fall
in forests,
small things recoil into silence,
their senses
eroded beyond fear.
When great souls die,
the air around us becomes
light, rare, sterile.
We breathe, briefly.
Our eyes, briefly,
see with
a hurtful clarity.
Our memory, suddenly sharpened,
examines,
gnaws on kind words
unsaid,
promised walks
never taken.
Great souls die and
our reality, bound to
them, takes leave of us.
Our souls,
dependent upon their
nurture,
now shrink, wizened.
Our minds, formed
and informed by their
radiance,
fall away.
We are not so much maddened
as reduced to the unutterable ignorance
of
dark, cold
caves.
And when great souls die,
after a period peace blooms,
slowly and always
irregularly. Spaces fill
with a kind of
soothing electric vibration.
Our senses, restored, never
to be the same, whisper to us.
They existed. They existed.
We can be. Be and be
better. For they existed.
Maya Angelou
He doth nothing but talk of his horses. When I bestride him, I soar, I am a hawk: he trots the air; the earth sings when he touches it; the basest horn of his hoof is more musical than the pipe of Hermes. As full of spirit as the month of May, and as gorgeous as the sun in Midsummer.
Shakespeare, Henry V
A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse!
Shakespeare, Richard III
Tuesday, May 9, 2023
One Art
The art of losing isn’t hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster.
Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn’t hard to master.
Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.
I lost my mother’s watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn’t hard to master.
I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn’t a disaster.
—Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan’t have lied. It’s evident
the art of losing’s not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.
Elizabeth Bishop
(Note: Elizabeth Bishop was an American poet and short-story writer. She was Consultant in Poetry to the Library of Congress from 1949 to 1950, the Pulitzer Prize winner for Poetry in 1956, the National Book Award winner in 1970, and the recipient of the Neustadt International Prize for Literature in 1976. )
WORDS OF THE DAY
Filotimo
(Greek, n ) – “The love of honor.” It describes a person who understands the responsibility to herself or himself as a human being to always do the right thing and with honor. Even if their wealth, safety, freedom, or even life is at peril—no matter what—this person will do the honorable thing, regardless of the consequences.
Ubuntu
(Zulu, n ) – The act of being kind to others because of one’s common humanity. Ubuntu is frequently translated as “I am because we are.”
Monday, May 8, 2023
It Felt Love
How did the rose
Ever open its heart
And give to this world
All its beauty?
It felt the encouragement of light
Against its being,
Otherwise,
We all remain
Too frightened
Hafiz
There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle.
Albert Einstein
You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep Spring from coming.
Pablo Neruda
Sunday, May 7, 2023
Messenger
My work is loving the world.
Here the sunflowers, there the hummingbird—
equal seekers of sweetness.
Here the quickening yeast; there the blue plums.
Here the clam deep in the speckled sand.
Are my boots old? Is my coat torn?
Am I no longer young, and still half-perfect? Let me
keep my mind on what matters,
which is my work,
which is mostly standing still and learning to be
astonished.
The phoebe, the delphinium.
The sheep in the pasture, and the pasture.
Which is mostly rejoicing, since all the ingredients are here,
which is gratitude, to be given a mind and a heart
and these body-clothes,
a mouth with which to give shouts of joy
to the moth and the wren, to the sleepy dug-up clam,
telling them all, over and over, how it is
that we live forever.
Mary Oliver
Since Hanna Moved Away
The tires on my bike are flat.
The sky is grouchy gray.
At least it sure feels like that
Since Hanna moved away.
Chocolate ice cream tastes like prunes.
December’s come to stay.
They’ve taken back the Mays and Junes
Since Hanna moved away.
Flowers smell like halibut.
Velvet feels like hay.
Every handsome dog’s a mutt
Since Hanna moved away.
Nothing’s fun to laugh about.
Nothing’s fun to play.
They call me, but I won’t come out
Since Hanna moved away.
Judith Viorst
Learning
I’m learning to say thank you.
And I’m learning to say please.
And I’m learning to use Kleenex,
Not my sweater, when I sneeze.
And I’m learning not to dribble.
And I’m learning not to slurp.
And I’m learning (though it sometimes really hurts me)
Not to burp.
And I’m learning to chew softer
When I eat corn on the cob.
And I’m learning that it’s much
Much easier to be a slob.
Judith Viorst
Saturday, May 6, 2023
Harmony makes small things grow, lack of harmony makes great things decay.
Sallust (86-35 BCE), Roman historian, philosopher and politician
It does not matter how slowly you go as long as you do not stop.
Confucius
I never think of the future. It comes soon enough.
Albert Einstein
Friday, May 5, 2023
“Vesak,” the Day of the Full Moon in the month of May, is the most sacred day to millions of Buddhists around the world. It was on the Day of Vesak, in the year 623 B.C., that the Buddha was born. It was also on the Day of Vesak that the Buddha attained enlightenment, and it was on the Day of Vesak that the Buddha in his eightieth year passed away.
Radiate boundless love towards the entire world —
above, below, and across —
unhindered, without ill will, without enmity.
The Buddha
Whoever doesn’t flare up
at someone who’s angry
wins a battle
hard to win.
The Buddha
Conquer anger with non-anger.
Conquer badness with goodness.
Conquer meanness with generosity.
Conquer dishonesty with truth.
The Buddha
Happiness, not in another place, but this place…not for another hour, but this hour.
Walt Whitman
The world is full of magic things patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.
William Butler Yeats
Thursday, May 4, 2023
There is something beyond our mind which abides in silence within our mind. It is the supreme mystery beyond thought. Let one’s mind rest on that and not rest on anything else.
Maitri Upanishad
Self-Observation without Judgment
Release the harsh and pointed inner
voice. it’s just a throwback to the past,
and holds no truth about this moment.
Let go of self-judgment, the old,
learned ways of beating yourself up
for each imagined inadequacy.
Allow the dialogue within the mind
to grow friendlier, and quiet. Shift
out of inner criticism and life
suddenly looks very different.
i can say this only because I make
the choice a hundred times a day to release the voice that refuses to
acknowledge the real me.
What’s needed here isn’t more prodding toward perfection, but
intimacy – seeing clearly, and
embracing what I see.
Love, not judgment, sows the
seeds of tranquility and change.
Danna Faulds
Wednesday, May 3, 2023
The Peace of Wild Things
When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For the time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.
Wendell Berry
The music is not in the notes, but in the silence between.
Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
I pay no attention whatever to anybody’s praise or blame. I simply follow my own feelings.
Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
Tuesday, May 2, 2023
Wrong does not cease to be wrong because the majority share in it.
Leo Tolstoy
Our life is frittered away by detail. Simplify, simplify.
Henry David Thoreau, Walden and Other Writings
Words are a pretext. It is the inner bond that draws one person to another, not words.
Rumi
Monday, May 1, 2023
The Bud
the bud
stands for all things,
even for those things that don’t flower,
for everything flowers from within, of self-blessing;
though sometimes it is necessary
to reteach a thing its loveliness,
to put a hand on the brow
of a flower,
and retell it in words and touch,
it is lovely
until it flowers again from within, of self-blessing
Galway Kinnell
Hokusai Says
Hokusai says look carefully.
He says pay attention, notice.
He says keep looking, stay curious.
He says there is no end to seeing.
He says look forward to getting old.
He says keep changing,
you just get more who you really are.
He says get stuck, accept it, repeat
yourself as long as it is interesting.
He says keep doing what you love.
He says keep praying.
He says everyone of us is a child,
everyone of us is ancient,
everyone of us has a body.
He says everyone of us is frightened.
He says everyone of us has to find
a way to live with fear.
He says everything is alive–
shells, buildings, people, fish,
mountains, trees, wood is alive.
Water is alive.
Everything has its own life.
Everything lives inside us.
He says live with the world inside you.
He says it doesn’t matter if you draw,
or write books. It doesn’t matter
if you saw wood, or catch fish.
It doesn’t matter if you sit at home
and stare at the ants on your veranda
or the shadows of the trees
and grasses in your garden.
It matters that you care.
It matters that you feel.
It matters that you notice.
It matters that life lives through you.
Contentment is life living through you.
Joy is life living through you.
Satisfaction and strength
is life living through you.
He says don’t be afraid.
Don’t be afraid.
Love, feel, let life take you by the hand.
Let life live through you.
Roger S Keyes
WORDS OF THE DAY
Wabbit
(Scottish, adj ) – This is a term for being exhausted. Next time you’re tired, try saying, “I’m pretty wabbit at the moment” and see what kind of a response you get…
Snollygoster
(Old English, n ) – This refers to a politician who does or says things for their own personal advancement instead of following their own principles.
Mencolek
(Indonesian, n ) – Remember in junior high school when you would tap someone on the opposite shoulder to get them to look the wrong way? Well, Indonesians actually have a word for that: “mencolek.”
Sunday, April 30, 2023
Unconditional
Willing to experience aloneness,
I discover connection everywhere;
Turning to face my fear,
I meet the warrior who lives within;
Opening to my loss,
I gain the embrace of the universe;
Surrendering into emptiness,
I find fullness without end.
Each condition I flee from pursues me,
Each condition I welcome transforms me
And becomes itself transformed
Into its radiant jewel-like essence.
I bow to the one who has made it so,
Who has crafted this Master Game.
To play it is purest delight;
To honor its form–true devotion.
Jennifer Welwood
Today
If ever there were a spring day so perfect,
so uplifted by a warm intermittent breeze
that it made you want to throw
open all the windows in the house
and unlatch the door to the canary’s cage,
indeed, rip the little door from its jamb,
a day when the cool brick paths
and the garden bursting with peonies
seemed so etched in sunlight
that you felt like taking
a hammer to the glass paperweight
on the living room end table,
releasing the inhabitants
from their snow-covered cottage
so they could walk out,
holding hands and squinting
into this larger dome of blue and white,
well, today is just that kind of day.’
Billy Collins
Saturday, April 29, 2023
Know thyself
Nothing in excess
Certainty brings ruin
Exercise nobility of character
Pray for things possible
Look down on no one
As a child be well-behaved
As a youth be self-disciplined
As of middle age be just
As an old man be sensible
Maxims on a column at the entrance of the Temple of Apollo at Delphi
Compassion
Have compassion for everyone you meet, even if they don’t want it.
What appears bad manners,
an ill temper or cynicism is always a sign of things
no ears have heard, no eyes have seen.
You do not know what wars are going on down there
where the spirit meets the bone.
Miller Williams
Aimless Love
This morning as I walked along the lakeshore,
I fell in love with a wren
and later in the day with a mouse
the cat had dropped under the dining room table.
In the shadows of an autumn evening,
I fell for a seamstress
still at her machine in the tailor’s window, and later for a bowl of broth,
steam rising like smoke from a naval battle.
This is the best kind of love, I thought, without recompense, without gifts,
or unkind words, without suspicion, or silence on the telephone.
The love of the chestnut,
the jazz cap and one hand on the wheel.
No lust, no slam of the door –
the love of the miniature orange tree,
the clean white shirt, the hot evening shower, the highway that cuts across Florida.
No waiting, no huffiness, or rancor – just a twinge every now and then
for the wren who had built her nest
on a low branch overhanging the water and for the dead mouse,
still dressed in its light brown suit.
But my heart is always propped up in a field on its tripod,
ready for the next arrow.
After I carried the mouse by the tail
to a pile of leaves in the woods,
I found myself standing at the bathroom sink gazing down affectionately at the soap,
so patient and soluble,
so at home in its pale green soap dish.
I could feel myself falling again
as I felt its turning in my wet hands
and caught the scent of lavender and stone.
William (Billy) James Collins, American poet, appointed as Poet Laureate of the United States from 2001 to 2003. He is a Distinguished Professor at Lehman College of the City University of New York.
Friday, April 28, 2023
Until one is committed there is always hesitancy,
the chance to draw back, always ineffectiveness,
concerning all acts of initiative and creation,
there is one elementary truth,
the ignorance of which kills countless ideas and splendid plans:
the moment one definitely commits oneself, then providence moves too.
All sorts of things occur to help that would never otherwise have occurred.
A whole stream of events issues from the decision,
raising to one’s favor all manner of unforeseen accidents and meetings
and material assistance which no man could have dreamed
would come his way.
Whatever you can do or dream you can, begin it.
Boldness has genius, power and magic in it.
William H Murray (1913-1996), Scottish mountain climber and British author
I refuse to accept the view that mankind is so tragically bound to the starless midnight of racism and war that the bright daybreak of peace and brotherhood can never become a reality… I believe that unarmed truth and unconditional love will have the final word.
Martin Luther King, Jr.
Humankind has not woven the web of life. We are but one thread within it. Whatever we do to the web, we do to ourselves. All things are bound together. All things connect.
Chief Seattle, Suquamish and Duwamish chief. The city of Seattle was named after him.
Thursday, April 27, 2023
To live in this world
you must be able
to do three things
to love what is mortal;
to hold it
against your bones knowing
your own life depends on it;
and, when the time comes to let it go,
to let it go.
Mary Oliver
Grace
Gives me a day
Too beautiful
I had thought
To stay indoors
And yet
Washing my dishes
Straightening
My shelves
Finally
Throwing out
The wilted
Onions
Shrunken garlic
Cloves
I discover
I am happy
To be inside
Looking out.
This, I think,
Is wealth.
Just this choosing
Of how
A beautiful day
Is spent.
Alice Walker
Wednesday, April 26, 2023
And the time came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful that the risk It took to blossom.
Anais Nin
Whenever you do something that is not aligned with the yearning of your soul—you create suffering.
Anais Nin
We do not see things as they are. We see them as we are.
Anais Nin
WORD OF THE DAY
WOOHITIKE
(Lakota, n ) – The inner bravery that is found in every human spirit.
Tuesday, April 25, 2023
The Rainbow
Boats sail on the rivers,
And ships sail on the seas;
But clouds that sail across the sky
Are prettier far than these.
There are bridges on the rivers,
As pretty as you please;
But the bow that bridges heaven,
And overtops the trees,
And builds a road from earth to sky,
Is prettier far than these.
Christina Rossetti
Children have never been very good at listening to their elders, but they have never failed to imitate them.
James Baldwin, acclaimed novelist, essayist, playwright and poet
Monday, April 24, 2023
Dawn Revisited
I sometimes forget
that I was created for Joy.
My mind is too busy.
My Heart is too heavy
for me to remember
that I have been
called to dance
the Sacred dance of life.
I was created to smile
To Love
To be lifted up
And to lift others up.
O’ Sacred One
Untangle my feet
from all that ensnares.
Free my soul.
That we might
Dance
and that our dancing
might be contagious.
Hafiz, the great Persian lyric poet who lived in the 1300s
Fifteen, Maybe Sixteen Things to Worry About
My pants could maybe fall down when I dive off the diving board.
My nose could maybe keep growing and never quit.
Miss Brearly could ask me to spell words like stomach and special.
(Stumick and speshul?)
I could play tag all day and always be “it.”
Jay Spievack, who’s fourteen feet tall, could want to fight me.
My mom and my dad–like Ted’s–could want a divorce.
Miss Brearly could ask me a question about Afghanistan.
(Who’s Afghanistan?)
Somebody maybe could make me ride a horse.
My mother could maybe decide that I needed more liver.
My dad could decide that I needed less TV.
Miss Brearly could say that I have to write script and stop printing.
(I’m better at printing.)
Chris could decide to stop being friends with me.
The world could maybe come to an end on next Tuesday.
The ceiling could maybe come crashing on my head.
I maybe could run out of things for me to worry about.
And then I’d have to do my homework instead.
Judith Violist
(Note: Born in Newark, New Jersey, on February 2, 1931, Judith is the author of many works of fiction and nonfiction as well as books of poetry, for children as well as adults. )
Sunday, April 23, 2023
We do not grow absolutely, chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension, and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present, and future mingle and pull us backward, forward, or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations.
Anaïs Nin
Remember
Remember the sky that you were born under,
know each of the star’s stories.
Remember the moon, know who she is.
Remember the sun’s birth at dawn, that is the
strongest point of time. Remember sundown
and the giving away to night.
Remember your birth, how your mother struggled
to give you form and breath. You are evidence of
her life, and her mother’s, and hers.
Remember your father. He is your life, also.
Remember the earth whose skin you are:
red earth, black earth, yellow earth, white earth
brown earth, we are earth.
Remember the plants, trees, animal life who all have their
tribes, their families, their histories, too. Talk to them,
listen to them. They are alive poems.
Remember the wind. Remember her voice. She knows the
origin of this universe.
Remember you are all people and all people
are you.
Remember you are this universe and this
universe is you.
Remember all is in motion, is growing, is you.
Remember language comes from this.
Remember the dance language is, that life is.
Remember.
Joy Harjo
Saturday, April 22, 2023
Monet Refuses the Operation
Doctor, you say there are no haloes
around the streetlights in Paris
and what I see is an aberration
caused by old age, an affliction.
I tell you it has taken me all my life
to arrive at the vision of gas lamps as angels,
to soften and blur and finally banish
the edges you regret I don’t see,
to learn that the line I called the horizon
does not exist and sky and water,
so long apart, are the same state of being.
Fifty-four years before I could see
Rouen cathedral is built
of parallel shafts of sun,
and now you want to restore
my youthful errors: fixed
notions of top and bottom,
the illusion of three-dimensional space,
wisteria separate
from the bridge it covers.
What can I say to convince you
the Houses of Parliament dissolve
night after night to become
the fluid dream of the Thames?
I will not return to a universe
of objects that don’t know each other,
as if islands were not the lost children
of one great continent. The world
is flux, and light becomes what it touches,
becomes water, lilies on water,
above and below water,
becomes lilac and mauve and yellow
and white and cerulean lamps,
small fists passing sunlight
so quickly to one another
that it would take long, streaming hair
inside my brush to catch it.
To paint the speed of light!
Our weighted shapes, these verticals,
burn to mix with air
and change our bones, skin, clothes
to gases. Doctor,
if only you could see
how heaven pulls earth into its arms
and how infinitely the heart expands
to claim this world, blue vapor without end.
Lisel Mueller
Earth Verse
Wide enough to keep you looking
Open enough to keep you moving
Dry enough to keep you honest
Prickly enough to make you tough
Green enough to go on living
Old enough to give you dreams
Gary Snyder
What’s the use of a fine house if you haven’t got a tolerable planet to put it on.
Henry David Thoreau
Friday, April 21, 2023
Forgiveness is a strange thing. It can sometimes be easier to forgive our enemies than our friends. It can be hardest of all to forgive people we love.
Fred Rogers
To err is human; to forgive, divine.
Alexander Pope, 18th-century English poet
It’s one of the greatest gifts you can give yourself, to forgive. Forgive everybody.
Maya Angelou
Be patient when becoming someone you haven’t been before.
Tanya Markul
Magical people bring out the magic in people.
Tanya Markul
Thursday, April 20, 2023
WORDS OF THE DAY
Eid Mubarak
(Arabic ) – May this pious day bring you immense joy, happiness, peace and prosperity.
Undisturbed calmness of mind is attained by cultivating friendliness toward the happy, compassion for the unhappy, delight in the virtuous, and indifference toward the wicked.
Patanjali, The Yoga Sutras of Patanjali
Wednesday, April 19, 2023
Try and penetrate with our limited means the secrets of nature and you will find that, behind all the discernible concatenations, there remains something subtle, intangible and inexplicable. Veneration for this force beyond anything that we can comprehend is my religion. To that extent I am, in point of fact, religious.
Albert Einstein
Within us is the soul of the whole, the wise silence, the universal beauty, the eternal One.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Let us be together.
Let us eat together.
Let us be vital together.
Radiating Truth; radiating the light of life
Never shall we denounce anyone; never entertain negativity.
Taittiriya Upanishad
Tuesday, April 18, 2023
Out of this darkness a new world can arise, not to be constructed by our minds so much as to emerge from our dreams. Even though we cannot see clearly how it’s going to turn out, we are still called to let the future into our imagination. We will never be able to build what we have not first cherished in our hearts.
Joanna Macy, environmental activist, author, general systems theory, and deep ecologist
Rivers do not drink their own water;
trees do not eat their own fruit;
the sun does not shine on itself
and flowers do not spread their fragrance for themselves.
Living for others is a rule of nature.
We are all born to help each other.
No matter how difficult it is. . . .
Life is good when you are happy;
but much better when others are happy because of you.
Vedic proverb
Monday, April 17, 2023
Healing takes courage and we all have courage, even if we have to dig a little to find it.
Tori Amos
Friendship improves happiness, and abates misery, by doubling our joys, and dividing our grief.
Marcus Tullius Cicero
If anyone can refute me—show me I’m making a mistake or looking at things from the wrong perspective—I’ll gladly change. It’s the truth I’m after, and the truth never harmed anyone.
Marcus Aurelius
Sunday, April 16, 2023
A test of a people is how it behaves towards the elderly. It is easy to love children. Even tyrants and dictators make a point of being fond of children. But the affection and care for the elderly, the incurable, the helpless are the true gold mines of a culture.
Abraham Joshua Heschel, Polish-American rabbi and one of the leading Jewish theologians and Jewish philosophers of the 20th century
When I was young, I admired clever people. Now that I am old, I admire kind people.
Abraham Joshua Heschel
Happiness and freedom begin with one principle: Some things are within your control and some are not.
Epictetus (55 AD – 135 AD), Greek Stoic philosopher
Saturday, April 15, 2023
You never change things by fighting the existing reality. To change something, build a new model that makes the existing model obsolete.
R. Buckminster Fuller
Don’t try to make me consistent. I am learning all the time.
R. Buckminster Fuller
Doing nothing often leads to the very best of something.
Winnie the Pooh (A.A. Milne)
When someone shows you who they are, believe them the first time. People know themselves much better than you do. That’s why it’s important to stop expecting them to be something other than who they are.
Maya Angelou
Friday, April 14, 2023
Birthright
Despite illness of body or mind, in spite of blinding despair or habitual belief, who you are is whole.
Let nothing keep you separate from the truth. The soul, illumined from within, longs to be known for what it is.
Undying, untouched by fire or the storms of life, there is a place inside where stillness and abiding peace reside. You can ride the breath to go there.
Despite doubt or hopeless turns of mind, you are not broken. Spirit surrounds, embraces, fills you from the inside out. Release everything that isn’t your true nature. What’s left, the fullness, light and shadow, claim all that as your birthright.
Danna Faulds
One is constantly reminded of the infinite lavishness and fertility of Nature — inexhaustible abundance amid what seems enormous waste. And yet when we look into any of her operations that lie within reach of our minds, we learn that no particle of her material is wasted or worn out. It is eternally flowing from use to use, beauty to yet higher beauty; and we soon cease to lament waste and death, and rather rejoice and exult in the imperishable, unspendable wealth of the universe, and faithfully watch and wait the reappearance of everything that melts and fades and dies about us, feeling sure that its next appearance will be better and more beautiful than the last.
John Muir (1838-1814), known as “John of the Mountains” and “Father of the National Parks.” An influential Scottish-American naturalist, author, environmental philosopher, botanist, zoologist, glaciologist, and early advocate for the preservation of wilderness in the United States of America.
This grand show is eternal. It is always sunrise somewhere; the dew is never all dried at once; a shower is forever falling; vapor is ever rising. Eternal sunrise, eternal sunset, eternal dawn and gloaming, on sea and continents and islands, each in its turn, as the round earth rolls.
John Muir
The sun shines not on us but in us. The rivers flow not past, but through us. Thrilling, tingling, vibrating every fiber and cell of the substance of our bodies, making them glide and sing. The trees wave and the flowers bloom in our bodies as well as our souls, and every bird song, wind song, and tremendous storm song of the rocks in the heart of the mountains is our song, our very own, and sings our love.
John Muir
On no subject are our ideas more warped and pitiable than on death. … Let children walk with nature, let them see the beautiful blendings and communions of death and life, their joyous inseparable unity, as taught in woods and meadows, plains and mountains and streams of our blessed star, and they will learn that death is stingless indeed, and as beautiful as life, and that the grave has no victory, for it never fights.
John Muir
I don’t like either the word [hike] or the thing. People ought to saunter in the mountains – not ‘hike!’ Do you know the origin of that word saunter? It’s a beautiful word. Away back in the middle ages people used to go on pilgrimages to the Holy Land, and when people in the villages through which they passed asked where they were going they would reply, ‘A la sainte terre’, ‘To the Holy Land.’ And so they became known as sainte-terre-ers or saunterers. Now these mountains are our Holy Land, and we ought to saunter through them reverently, not ‘hike’ through them.
John Muir
WORD OF THE DAY
Nam Jai
(Thai, n ) – Translates as “water from the heart” and is used to describe genuine acts of kindness. It implies that these acts of kindness are done without any expectations — with no strings attached.
Thursday, April 13, 2023
You always own the option of having no opinion. There is never any need to get worked up or to trouble your soul about things you can’t control. These things are not asking to be judged by you. Leave them alone.
Marcus Aurelius
No person has the power to have everything they want, but it is in their power not to want what they don’t have, and to cheerfully put to good use what they do have.
Seneca
WORD OF THE DAY
Sgiomlaireached
(Scottish Gaelic, n ) The habit of dropping in at mealtimes.
Wednesday, April 12, 2023
Attitude is a choice.
Happiness is a choice.
Optimism is a choice.
Kindness is a choice.
Giving is a choice.
Respect is a choice.
Whatever choice you make, makes you.
Choose wisely.
Roy T. Bennett
I go for walks every day in the confusion of great crowds with as much freedom and repose as you would find in your parks. Even their noise interrupts my reveries no more than the rustle of a brook.
Renee Descartes (1596-1650)
Tuesday, April 11, 2023
All powers have two sides, the power to create and the power to destroy. We must recognize them both, but invest our gifts on the side of creation.
Robin Wall Kimmerer, mother, scientist, decorated professor at the State University of New York College of Environmental Science and Forestry, and enrolled member of the Citizen Potawatomi Nation
All meditation where the intellect works, fatigues the body. There are other meditations… which are restful, full of peace for the intellect, without labor for the interior faculties of the soul, and which are performed without either physical or interior effort. I had experienced such extreme satisfaction since beginning to make use of this method of meditation that I did not think it possible to experience gentler or more innocent joys in life.
Renee Descartes, French philosopher, scientist, and mathematician, widely considered a seminal figure in the emergence of modern philosophy and science. Mathematics was central to his method of inquiry, and he connected the previously separate fields of geometry and algebra into analytic geometry.
Monday, April 10, 2023
News of the Day
After two, or is it three,
years of a liminal state
of being house bound
during those Pandemic
days that stretched into
months then years when
we put off doctors, weddings,
dinners with friends,
eating out, bowling, theatre,
almost anywhere indoors,
we nestled in our cozy place,
made a cocoon, got to know the
UPS and FedEx fellows
better than we ever thought
we could or would.
We got to know the dogs walking
our neighbors,
our neighbors talking outside,
the night sky, the morning mist.
Zoom became a word that lost its
meaning for what used to be
a setting on digital cameras
we no longer use or even own.
So – they say you sow what you reap.
And now, what we reap is desire, desire.
What we desire is real –
real life, real people, real soon, really.
Emily Lewis Penn
Fame is a bee
Fame is a bee.
It has a song—
‘It has a sting—
Ah, too, it has a wing.
Emily Dickinson
Every storm runs out of rain.
Maya Angelou
Sunday, April 9, 2023
I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
William Wordsworth
Let everything you do be done in love.
1 Corinthians 16:14
Let your light shine before others.
Matthew 5:16
Psalm 23
The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want.
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters.
He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name’s sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.
Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the LORD for ever.
King James Version
Blessed are the pure in heart for they shall see God.
Matthew 5:8
Saturday, April 8, 2023
Beauty begins the moment you decide to be yourself.
Coco Chanel
Beauty is the illumination of your soul.
John O’Donohue
Warning
When I am an old woman I shall wear purple
With a red hat which doesn’t go, and doesn’t suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
And satin sandals, and say we’ve no money for butter.
I shall sit down on the pavement when I’m tired
And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells
And run my stick along the public railings
And make up for the sobriety of my youth.
I shall go out in my slippers in the rain
And pick flowers in other people’s gardens
And learn to spit.
You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat
And eat three pounds of sausages at a go
Or only bread and pickle for a week
And hoard pens and pencils and beermats and things in boxes.
But now we must have clothes that keep us dry
And pay our rent and not swear in the street
And set a good example for the children.
We must have friends to dinner and read the papers.
But maybe I ought to practise a little now?
So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised
When suddenly I am old, and start to wear purple.
Jenny Joseph, English author of poetry and prose. This poem “Warning,” was twice voted Britain’s favorite modern poem in BBC polls in 1996 and 2006. Joseph died in 2018, aged 85.
Deep in Our Refrigerator
Deep in our refrigerator,
there’s a special place
for food that’s been around awhile…
we keep it, just in case.
‘It’s probably too old to eat,’
my mother likes to say.
‘But I don’t think it’s old enough
for me to throw away.’
It stays there for a month or more
to ripen in the cold,
and soon we notice fuzzy clumps
of multicolored mold.
The clumps are larger every day,
we notice this as well,
but mostly what we notice
is a certain special smell.
When finally it all becomes
a nasty mass of slime,
my mother takes it out, and says,
‘Apparently, it’s time.’
She dumps it in the garbage can,
though not without regret,
then fills the space with other food
that’s not so ancient yet.
Jack Prelutsky
Friday, April 7, 2023
We live, in fact, in a world starved for solitude, silence, and private: and therefore, starved for meditation and true friendship.
C.S. Lewis, The Weight of Glory
I live in that solitude which is painful in youth, but delicious in the years of maturity.
Albert Einstein
I have an immense appetite for solitude, like an infant for sleep, and if I don’t get enough for this year, I shall cry all the next.
Henry David Thoreau
How yearns the solitary soul
To melt into the boundless whole,
And find itself again in peace!
The blind desire, the impatient will,
The restless thoughts and plans are still;
We yield ourselves—and wake in bliss!
Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe
There is a solitude of space
A solitude of sea
A solitude of death, but these
Society shall be
Compared with that profounder site
That polar privacy
A soul admitted to itself—
Finite infinity!
Emily Dickinson
A billion stars go spinning through the night,
Blazing high above your head.
But in you is the presence that
Will be, when all the stars are dead.
Rainer Maria Rilke (1876-1926), Austrian poet and novelist widely recognized as a significant writer in the German language.
Thursday, April 6, 2023
A Poem by Tecumseh
So live your life that the fear of death can never enter your heart. Trouble no one about their religion; respect others in their view, and demand that they respect yours. Love your life, perfect your life, beautify all things in your life. Seek to make your l0ife long and its purpose in the service of your people. Prepare a noble death song for the day when you go over the great divide.
Always give a word or a sign of salute when meeting or passing a friend, even a stranger, when in a lonely place. Show respect to all people and grovel to none.
When you arise in the morning give thanks for the food and for the joy of living. If you see no reason for giving thanks, the fault lies only in yourself. Abuse no one and no thing, for abuse turns the wise ones to fools and robs the spirit of its vision.
When it comes your time to die, be not like those whose hearts are filled with the fear of death, so that when their time comes they weep and pray for a little more time to live their lives over again in a different way. Sing your death song and die like a hero going home.
Chief Tecumseh, great Shawnee chief and warrior whose tribal nation occupied lands in southern Ohio, West Virginia and western Pennsylvania.
Loneliness is a sign you are in desperate need of yourself.
Rupi Kaur, Milk and Honey
you look at me and cry
everything hurts
I hold you and whisper
but everything can heal.
Rupi Kaur, Milk and Honey
WORD OF THE DAY
Verschlimmbessern
(German ) To make something worse when trying to improve it. We’ve all done this before. By trying to fix a small problem, we create a bigger problem. Perhaps you tried to repair a flat tire on your bike, and now the wheel won’t turn? Or after reinstalling Word on your laptop, it freezes every time you boot up? Or you try to help two people who are having a disagreement and you end up making things worse? That’s “verschlimmbessern”.
Wednesday, April 5, 2023
The greater you are, the more you need to search for your self. Your deep soul hides itself from consciousness. So you need to increase aloneness, elevation of thinking, penetration of thought, liberation of mind — until finally your soul reveals itself to you, spangling a few sparkles of her lights.
Then you find bliss, transcending all humiliations or anything that happens, by attaining equanimity, by becoming one with everything that happens, by reducing yourself so extremely that you nullify your individual, imaginary form, that you nullify existence in the depth of yourself.
“What are we?” Then you know every spark of truth, every bolt of integrity flashing anywhere.
Then everything gathers to you, without hatred, jealousy, or rivalry. The light of peace and a fierce boldness manifest in you. The desire to act and work, the passion to create and to restore your self, the yearning for silence and for the inner shout of joy — these all band together in your spirit, and you become holy.
Rabbi Abraham Isaac Kook (1865-1935)
Therefore, the pure righteous do not complain of the dark, but increase the light; they do not complain of evil, but increase justice; they do not complain of heresy, but increase faith; they do not complain of ignorance, but increase wisdom.
Rabbi Abraham Isaac Kook
Freedom is not simply the ability to choose to do whatever we like so long as we do not harm others. It is born in the sense of solidarity that leads those who have more than they need to share with those who have less. Giving help to the needy and companionship to those who are alone, we bring freedom into the world, and with freedom, God.
Rabbi Jonathan Sacks z”l, English Orthodox rabbi, philosopher, theologian, and author. Sacks served as the Chief Rabbi of the United Hebrew Congregations of the Commonwealth from 1991 to 2013.
Tuesday, April 4, 2023
Softer than the flower where kindness is concerned.
Stronger than thunder where principles are at stake.
Upanishads
WORD OF THE DAY
Besa
(Albanian, n ) – Code of honor, which serves as the highest ethical code in the country. “Besa” means literally “to keep the promise.” One who acts according to “Besa” is someone who keeps his word, someone to whom one can trust one’s life and the lives of one’s family. A little-known fact is that during WWII, the Albanians vowed to provide a safe haven for the Jewish people, and Albania was the only country in Europe in which after the war there were more Jews than before the war. So they acted according to “Besa.”
Monday, April 3, 2023
You consider yourself to be an insignificant body, but within you is encapsulated the greatest universe.
Ali b. Abi Talib (600 – 661 AD), considered by Shia Muslims to be the first Imam, the rightful religious and political successor to Muhammad
Even
After
All this time
The Sun never says to the Earth,
“You owe me.”
Look
What happens
With a love like that,
It lights the whole sky.
Hafiz (1315-1390), Sufi Muslim
WORDS OF THE DAY
Aoibhneas
(Irish Gaelic, n ) “eev-nass” – Refers to the joy we feel from external things such as music, companionship, scenery and good weather. “Aoibhneas” is to fill our senses with the joys of the world around us.
In contrast…
Áthas
(Irish Gaelic, n ) “AW-hass” – Refers to the sublime joys that arise from within deep our soul.
Together, “aoibhneas” and “áthas” create a fullness in life that causes our spirits to soar.
Sunday, April 2, 2023
The Guest House
This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.
The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing,
and invite them in.
Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.
Rumi
Lingering in Happiness
After rain after many days without rain,
it stays cool, private and cleansed, under the trees,
and the dampness there, married now to gravity,
falls branch to branch, leaf to leaf, down to the ground
where it will disappear – but not, of course, vanish
except to our eyes. The roots of the oaks will have their share,
and the white threads of the grasses, and the cushion of moss;
a few drops, round as pearls, will enter the mole’s tunnel;
and soon so many small stones, buried for a thousand years,
will feel themselves being touched.
Mary Oliver
Saturday, April 1, 2023
Though we may be learned by another’s knowledge, we can never be wise but by our own experience.
Michel de Montaigne
Sometimes it is a good choice not to choose at all.
Michel de Montaigne
A Prayer in Spring
Oh, give us pleasure in the flowers to-day;
And give us not to think so far away
As the uncertain harvest; keep us here
All simply in the springing of the year.
Oh, give us pleasure in the orchard white,
Like nothing else by day, like ghosts by night;
And make us happy in the happy bees,
The swarm dilating round the perfect trees.
And make us happy in the darting bird
That suddenly above the bees is heard,
The meteor that thrusts in with needle bill,
And off a blossom in mid air stands still.
For this is love and nothing else is love,
The which it is reserved for God above
To sanctify to what far ends He will,
But which it only needs that we fulfil.
Robert Frost (1874-1963)
Friday, March 31, 2023
The opposite of love is not hate, it’s indifference. The opposite of art is not ugliness, it’s indifference. The opposite of faith is not heresy, it’s indifference. And the opposite of life is not death, it’s indifference.
Elie Wiesel, Romanian-born American writer, professor, political activist, Nobel laureate, Holocaust survivor and the author of 57 books based largely on his life experiences
It’s not stress that kills us, it is our reaction to it.
Hans Selye (1907-1982), renowned Canadian endocrinologist famous for his pioneering studies of the effects of stress on the human body and was the founder of the Stress Theory
A ruffled mind makes a restless pillow.
Charlotte Brontë
Our anxiety does not come from thinking about the future, but from wanting to control it.
Khalil Gibran
Thursday, March 30, 2023
Hope is the Thing with Feathers
“Hope” is the thing with feathers –
That perches in the soul –
And sings the tune without the words –
And never stops – at all –
And sweetest – in the Gale – is heard –
And sore must be the storm –
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm –
I’ve heard it in the chillest land –
And on the strangest Sea –
Yet – never – in Extremity,
It asked a crumb – of me.
Emily Dickinson
WORD OF THE DAY
Toska
(Russian ) – A yearning of a soul for something more in life, for something that is not tangible, something ethereal which evokes a feeling of emptiness in one’s current existence. It is this universal feeling of “toska” that inspires us to meditate, to turn within, to find the ease, satisfaction, and peace from deep inside ourselves that we cannot find outside.
Wednesday, March 29, 2023
Limitless
Sun says, “Be your own
illumination.” Wren says,
“Sing your heart out,
all day long.” Stream says,
“Do not stop for any
obstacle.” Oak says,
“When the wind blows,
bend easily, and trust
your roots to hold.”
Stars say, “What you see
is one small slice of a
single modest galaxy.
Remember that vastness
cannot be grasped by mind.”
Ant says, “Small does not
mean powerless.” Silence
says nothing. In the quiet,
everything comes clear.
I say, “Limitless.” I say,
“Yes.”
Danna Faulds
UNDERFACE
Underneath my outside face
There’s a face that none can see.
A little less smiley,
A little less sure,
But a whole lot more like me.
Shel Silverstein
PUT SOMETHING IN
Draw a crazy picture,
Write a nutty poem,
Sing a mumble-gumble song,
Whistle through your comb.
Do a loony-goony dance
‘Cross the kitchen floor,
Put something silly in the world
That ain’t been there before.
Shel Silverstein
YEARS FROM NOW
Although I cannot see your face
As you flip these poems awhile,
Somewhere from some far-off place
I hear you laughing—and I smile.
Shel Silverstein
Tuesday, March 28, 2023
Some things torment us more than they ought; some torment us before they ought; and some torment us when they ought not to torment us at all. We are in the habit of exaggerating, or imaging, or anticipating, sorrow.
Seneca (5 BC – 65 AD), Stoic philosopher of Ancient Rome, a statesman, dramatist, and, satirist
I Wave Good-bye When Butter Flies
I wave good-bye when butter flies
and cheer a boxing match,
I’ve often watched my pillow fight,
I’ve sewn a cabbage patch,
I like to dance at basket balls
or lead a rubber band,
I’ve marveled at a spelling bee,
I’ve helped a peanut stand.
It’s possible a pencil points,
but does a lemon drop?
Does coffee break or chocolate kiss,
and will a soda pop?
I share my milk with drinking straws,
my meals with chewing gum,
and should I see my pocket change,
I’ll hear my kettle drum.
It makes me sad when lettuce leaves,
I laugh when dinner rolls,
I wonder if the kitchen sinks
and if a salad bowls,
I’ve listened to a diamond ring,
I’ve waved a football fan,
and if a chimney sweeps the floor,
I’m sure the garbage can.
Jack Prelutsky, American writer of children’s poetry who has published over 50 poetry collections. He served as the first U.S. Children’s Poet Laureate from 2006–08 when the Poetry Foundation established the award.
Monday, March 27, 2023
To laugh often and much;
To win the respect of intelligent
people and the affection of children;
To earn the appreciation of honest
Critics and endure the betrayal of false friends;
To appreciate beauty, to find the best in others;
To leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child,
a garden patch or a redeemed social condition;
To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived.
This is to have succeeded.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
People like you and I, though mortal of course like everyone else, do not grow old no matter how long we live. What I mean is we never cease to stand like curious children before the great Mystery into which we were born.
Albert Einstein, written to his old friend, Otto Juliusburger, in September 1942
Sunday, March 26, 2023
It’s madness to hate all roses because you got scratched with one thorn, to give up all dreams because one of them didn’t come true, to give up all attempts because one of them failed. It’s folly to condemn all your friends because one has betrayed you, to no longer believe in love just because someone was unfaithful or didn’t love you back, to throw away all your chances to be happy because something went wrong. There will always be another opportunity, another friend, another love, a new strength. For every end, there is always a new beginning….. And now here is my secret, a very simple secret: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.
Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince
Morning Poem
Every morning
the world
is created.
Under the orange
sticks of the sun
the heaped
ashes of the night
turn into leaves again
and fasten themselves to the high branches–
and the ponds appear
like black cloth
on which are painted islands
of summer lilies.
If it is your nature
to be happy
you will swim away along the soft trails
for hours, your imagination
alighting everywhere.
And if your spirit
carries within it
the thorn
that is heavier than lead–
if it’s all you can do
to keep on trudging–
there is still
somewhere deep within you
a beast shouting that the earth
is exactly what it wanted–
each pond with its blazing lilies
is a prayer heard and answered
lavishly,
every morning,
whether or not
you have ever dared to be happy,
whether or not
you have ever dared to pray.
Mary Oliver
Saturday, March 25, 2023
Maharishi on the past, present and future
We cannot forego the importance of the present even if we are accepting the importance of the past. Whatever we are today, this is because we are a product of the past—we are a product of our own actions.
This is important: We did something in the past and because of that we are who we are today.
So, whatever I did in the past, it’s well and gone. But whatever I am doing now is in my hands. So, we must handle the present, and in handling the present the future is handled automatically.
We do this just for the simple reason that in the present we are more evolved than what we had been in the past. The present state of life is more evolved and therefore our actions in the present will be more powerful. That is why we rely more on our present actions—we rely more on the present.
Another point in this regard is: it’s well and good to think of future and think of our evolution, but we don’t try so much for evolution in the future that we lose the joy of who we are today—of our present state of consciousness. It’s very important.
There was one very wise businessman in a country, in the beginning days of the Movement (1959) who started to meditate. He felt so good and one day he gave me his theory of life. He said, “I am managing this business, and I am getting two thousand dollars for something. I am always on the lookout for a job that will bring four thousand dollars, but I don’t search so intensely for that four-thousand-dollar job that I lose the charm of the present two thousand.
This is very important. We want to evolve but we don’t want to dissolve the present state for the sake of some future higher state of consciousness.
Every day is important for life. We make maximum use of today—we enjoy to the maximum every day. This is very important. Not all of life should be sacrificed for the sake of some future hope. The present is more important. Every day is important. Every moment is important.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
I Worried
I worried a lot. Will the garden grow, will the rivers
flow in the right direction, will the earth turn
as it was taught, and if not how shall
I correct it?
Was I right, was I wrong, will I be forgiven,
can I do better?
Will I ever be able to sing, even the sparrows
can do it and I am, well,
hopeless.
Is my eyesight fading or am I just imagining it,
am I going to get rheumatism,
lockjaw, dementia?
Finally, I saw that worrying had come to nothing.
And gave it up. And took my old body
and went out into the morning,
and sang.
Mary Oliver
If you talk to the animals they will talk with you and you will know each other. If you do not talk to them you will not know them and what you do not know, you will fear. What one fears, one destroys.
Chief Dan George, Tsleif-Waututh Nation, British Columbia, Canada
Everything on the earth has a purpose, every disease an herb to cure it, and every person a mission. This is the Indian theory of existence.
Mourning Dove [Christine Quintasket], Salish Nation, Pacific Northwest
Friday, March 24, 2023
This song was performed last year during the dedication of an Anne Frank tree sapling which was planted on the University of Iowa campus. There was a white horse chestnut tree outside of Anne Frank’s hiding place in Amsterdam. The tree died but they germinated the acorns from the tree and created saplings.
Made my tears water a sapling
Made my tears water a sapling
May my life support its growth
May I walk with care and healing
For a new life upon the Earth
May our breath move with the spirit
Flowing free around the earth.
May we listen to the sunshine
And feel the moon reflect our worth.
Mary L. Cohen, Ph.D., Music Professor at the University of Iowa
The Word
Down near the bottom
of the crossed-out list
of things you have to do today,
between “green thread”
and “broccoli,” you find
that you have penciled “sunlight.”
Resting on the page, the word
is beautiful. It touches you
as if you had a friend
and sunlight were a present
he had sent from someplace distant
as this morning—to cheer you up,
and to remind you that,
among your duties, pleasure
is a thing
that also needs accomplishing.
Do you remember?
that time and light are kinds
of love, and love
is no less practical
than a coffee grinder
or a safe spare tire?
Tomorrow you may be utterly
without a clue,
but today you get a telegram
from the heart in exile,
proclaiming that the kingdom
still exists,
the king and queen alive,
still speaking to their children,
—to any one among them
who can find the time
to sit out in the sun and listen.
Tony Hoagland
Thursday, March 23, 2023
If we are strong and stable, we can set our sail with any wind in the world that comes along. We make up our own direction. If we are not strong, we are like a leaf in the wind and the world’s winds will take us where they wish, not where we wish. So we meditate, every day, regularly, and gain Transcendental Being in our everyday life and then we are strong. This inner Being is the wind resister and the sail-setter.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
won’t you celebrate with me
won’t you celebrate with me
what i have shaped into
a kind of life? i had no model.
born in babylon
both nonwhite and woman
what did i see to be except myself?
i made it up
here on this bridge between
starshine and clay,
my one hand holding tight
my other hand; come celebrate
with me that everyday
something has tried to kill me
and has failed.
Lucille Clifton, African-American poet, writer, and educator. She was Poet Laureate of Maryland and a finalist twice for the Pulitzer Prize for poetry
Wednesday, March 22, 2023
No Measuring Up
Now I take the time to peel potatoes,
wash lettuce and boil beets,
to scrub floors, clean sinks, and empty trash.
Absorbed in the everyday,
I find time to unbind, unwind,
to invite the whole body, mind,
breath, thought, and wild impulse to join,
to bask in the task.
No time lost thinking that somewhere else is better.
No time lost imagining getting more elsewhere.
No way to tell this moment does not measure up.
Hand me the spatula: now is the time to taste what is.
Ed Brown
Invictus
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the Pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds, and shall find, me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate:
I am the captain of my soul.
William Ernest Henley (1849-1903)
Tuesday, March 21, 2023
All shall be well. And all shall be well. And all manner of things, shall be well… for there is a force of love moving through the universe that holds us fast and will never let us go.
Julian of Norwich (1343-1416), English theologian and mystic
WORD OF THE DAY
Soubhiyé
(Lebanese Arabic ) Referring to that period of time in the morning when no one else is awake but you, and you can either have some quiet time to yourself before the household is awake, or you may invite a neighbor to join you for an early morning coffee or tea and you have some catch-up time together before the day gets started.
Monday, March 20, 2023
If we think of defeat, that is what we will get. If we are undecided, nothing will happen to us. We must just pick something great to do and do it. Never do we think of failure at all, for as we think now, that is what we will get.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
Lines Written in Early Spring
I heard a thousand blended notes,
While in a grove I sate reclined,
In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts
Bring sad thoughts to the mind.
To her fair works did Nature link
The human soul that through me ran;
And much it grieved my heart to think
What man has made of man.
Through primrose tufts, in that green bower,
The periwinkle trailed its wreaths;
And ’tis my faith that every flower
Enjoys the air it breathes.
The birds around me hopped and played,
Their thoughts I cannot measure:—
But the least motion which they made
It seemed a thrill of pleasure.
The budding twigs spread out their fan,
To catch the breezy air;
And I must think, do all I can,
That there was pleasure there.
If this belief from heaven be sent,
If such be Nature’s holy plan,
Have I not reason to lament
What man has made of man?
William Wordsworth
Sunday, March 19, 2023
The beginning of love is to let those we love be perfectly themselves, and not to twist them to fit our own image. Otherwise we love only the reflection of ourselves that we find in them.
Thomas Merton
Happiness is not a matter of intensity but of balance and order and rhythm and harmony.
Thomas Merton
For the first time in my life I saw the truth as it is set into song by so many poets, proclaimed as the final wisdom by so many thinkers. The truth – that Love is the ultimate and highest goal to which man can aspire. Then I grasped the meaning of the greatest secret that human poetry and human thought and belief have to impart: The salvation of man is through love and in love.”
Viktor E. Frankl, Man’s Search for Meaning
14 Quotes from Winnie the Pooh
”Promise me you’ll always remember: You are braver than you believe and stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think.”
“If the person you are talking to doesn’t appear to be listening, be patient. It may simply be that he has a small piece of fluff in his ear.”
”One of the advantages of being disorganized is that one is always having surprising discoveries.”
“I am not lost, for I know where I am. But however, where I am may be lost.”
”It is more fun to talk with someone who doesn’t use long, difficult words but rather short, easy words like “What about lunch?”
”Weeds are flowers, too, once you get to know them.”
“People say nothing is impossible, but I do nothing every day.”
“A little consideration, a little thought for others, makes all the difference.”
“You can’t stay in your corner of the forest waiting for others to come to you. You have to go to them sometimes.”
“It never hurts to keep looking for sunshine.”
“Could be worse. Not sure how, but it could be.”
“Piglet: How do you spell love? Pooh: You don’t spell it, you feel it.”
“We didn’t realize we were making memories, we just knew we were having fun.”
“As soon as I saw you, I knew an adventure was going to happen.”
A.A. Milne
Saturday, March 18, 2023
When Things Fall Apart
(excerpt )
Generally speaking, we regard discomfort in any form as bad news. But for practitioners or spiritual warriors, people who have a certain hunger to know what is true, feelings like disappointment, embarrassment, irritation, resentment, anger, jealousy, and fear, instead of being bad news, are actually very clear moments that teach us where it is that we are holding back.
They teach us to perk up and lean in when we feel we’d rather collapse and back away. They’re like messengers that show us, with terrifying clarity, exactly where we’re stuck. This very moment is the perfect teacher, and lucky for us, it’s with us wherever we are. Most of us do not take these situations as teachings. We automatically hate them. We run like crazy. We are used to all kinds of escaping – all addictions stem from this moment when we meet our edge and we just can’t stand it. There are so many ways that have been dreamed up to entertain us away from the moment.
Pema Chodron
Don’t let the noise of other’s opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition, which somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.
Steve Jobs
April Rain Song
Let the rain kiss you
Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops
Let the rain sing you a lullaby
The rain makes still pools on the sidewalk
The rain makes running pools in the gutter
The rain plays a little sleep song on our roof at night
And I love the rain.
Langston Hughes
Planet
This morning this planet is covered by winds and blue.
This morning this planet glows with dustless perfect light,
enough that I can see one million sharp leaves
from where I stand. I walk on this planet, its hard-packed
dirt and prickling grass, and I don’t fall off. I come down
soft if I choose, hard if I choose. I never float away.
Sometimes I want to be weightless on this planet, and so
I wade into a brown river or dive through a wave
and for a while feel nothing under my feet. Sometimes
I want to hear what it was like before the air, and so I duck
under the water and listen to the muted hums. I’m ashamed
to say that most days I forget this planet. That most days
I think about dentist appointments and plagiarists
and the various ways I can try to protect my body from itself.
Last weekend I saw Jupiter through a giant telescope,
its storm stripes, four of its sixty-seven moons, and was filled
with fierce longing, bitter that instead of Ganymede or Europa,
I had only one moon floating in my sky, the moon
called Moon, its face familiar and stale. But this morning
I stepped outside and the wind nearly knocked me down.
This morning I stepped outside and the blue nearly
crushed me. This morning this planet is so loud with itself—
its winds, its insects, its grackles and mourning doves—
that I can hardly hear my own lamentations. This planet.
All its grooved bark, all its sand of quartz and bones
and volcanic glass, all its creeping thistle lacing the yards
with spiny purple. I’m trying to come down soft today.
I’m trying to see this place even as I’m walking through it.
Catherine Pierce
Friday, March 17, 2023
WORDS OF THE DAY
Draíocht
(Irish, n ) “DREE-oct” – An Irish word for magic, enchantment, that which is unseen, transcendental. The magic of draíocht is timeless and is woven into all of our Beings—if we can appreciate it.
Kanyini
(Australian Aboriginal ) – The principle of wholeness that comes from the connection between taking responsibility for someone or something and giving boundless love and caring—two qualities that underpin Aboriginal life.
Inside each of us is a voice. It is a quiet voice. It is a guiding voice. If we listen for it, it will guide us, and help us avoid disaster. It is especially active when we are afraid, when we are in doubt, when we are scared, when we need help, and when we get angry. If we are excited emotionally, it is hard to hear this voice. If we are angry, it’s hard to hear this voice because it is usually quiet. The best thing we can do is to practice getting quiet. If we don’t get quiet, there is another voice called the judge. It tells us to attack or say bad things to other people or to judge ourselves. This voice is loud and usually gets us into trouble.
“Creator, Great Mystery, help me listen for the quiet voice. Let me know this voice of Yours. Your ways are gentle. Guide me with this voice.”
Eunice Baumann-Nelson, Ph.D., PENOBSCOT
Note: The Penobscot are an Indigenous people in North America from the Northeastern Woodlands region, which extends from the Atlantic coast to the Great Lakes, and from the mid-Atlantic United States into subarctic regions of Canada
Thursday, March 16, 2023
The least of things with a meaning is worth more in life than the greatest of things without it.
Carl Jung
Who looks outside, dreams. Who looks inside, awakens.
Carl Jung
Wednesday, March 15, 2023
Blog Post blog from a meditating police officer
Bob, I humbly share with you this article about my journey to find and embrace TM.
I am so grateful for finding TM to help me through my emotional baggage left over from a 30-year career as a police officer.
Your daily guided meditations are something I look forward to twice a day! Thank you for doing this for all of us!
If you are so inspired, please feel free to share my story publicly.
Sincerely,
Mark Clark
A Life Hack for Leaders
(Read Here)
Our life is March weather: savage and serene in one hour.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Tuesday, March 14, 2023
Beannacht / Blessing
On the day when
the weight deadens
on your shoulders
and you stumble,
may the clay dance
to balance you.
And when your eyes
freeze behind
the grey window
and the ghost of loss
gets into you,
may a flock of colours,
indigo, red, green
and azure blue,
come to awaken in you
a meadow of delight.
When the canvas frays
in the currach of thought
and a stain of ocean
blackens beneath you,
may there come across the waters
a path of yellow moonlight
to bring you safely home.
May the nourishment of the earth be yours,
may the clarity of light be yours,
may the fluency of the ocean be yours,
may the protection of the ancestors be yours.
And so may a slow
wind work these words
of love around you,
an invisible cloak
to mind your life.
John O’Donohue
May I write words more naked than flesh, stronger than bone, more resilient than sinew, sensitive than nerve.
Sappho
Note: Sappho (630-570 BC) was a Greek poet from Eresos on the island of Lesbos. Sappho is known for her lyric poetry, written to be sung while accompanied by music. In ancient times, Sappho was widely regarded as one of the greatest lyric poets and was given names such as the “Tenth Muse” and “The Poetess.”
Monday, March 13, 2023
The Prophet
(excerpts )
And now you ask in your heart,
“How shall we distinguish that which is good in pleasure from that which is not good?”
Go to your fields and your gardens, and you shall learn that it is the pleasure of the bee to gather honey of the flower,
But it is also the pleasure of the flower to yield its honey to the bee.
For to the bee a flower is a fountain of life,
And to the flower a bee is a messenger of love,
And to both, bee and flower, the giving and the receiving of pleasure is a need and an ecstasy.
Kahlil Gibran
Wisdom is the reward you get for a lifetime of listening when you’d have preferred to talk.
Doug Larson
The way you treat your dog in this life determines your place in Heaven.
Ancient Arctic Chukchi Proverb
Sunday, March 12, 2023
Allow
There is no controlling life.
Try corralling a lightning bolt,
containing a tornado. Dam a
stream and it will create a new
channel. Resist, and the tide
will sweep you off your feet.
Allow, and grace will carry
you to higher ground. The only
safety lies in letting it all in –
the wild and the weak; fear,
fantasies, failures and success.
When loss rips off the doors of
the heart, or sadness veils your
vision with despair, practice
becomes simply bearing the truth.
In the choice to let go of your
known way of being, the whole
world is revealed to your new eyes.
Danna Faulds
Written In March
The cock is crowing,
The stream is flowing,
The small birds twitter,
The lake doth glitter
The green field sleeps in the sun;
The oldest and youngest
Are at work with the strongest;
The cattle are grazing,
Their heads never raising;
There are forty feeding like one!
Like an army defeated
The snow hath retreated,
And now doth fare ill
On the top of the bare hill;
The plowboy is whooping- anon-anon:
There’s joy in the mountains;
There’s life in the fountains;
Small clouds are sailing,
Blue sky prevailing;
The rain is over and gone!
William Wordsworth (1770-1850)
You pray for the hungry. Then you feed them. That’s how prayer works.
Pope Francis
Saturday, March 11, 2023
The Lake Isle of Innisfree
I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made:
Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee;
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.
And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
There midnight’s all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evening full of the linnet’s wings.
I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey,
I hear it in the deep heart’s core.
W. B. Yeats (1865-1939)
He who loses money, loses much; he who loses a friend, loses more; he who loses faith, loses all.
Irish Proverb
Friday, March 10, 2023
Nothing ever goes away until it has taught us what we need to know.
Pema Chödrön
If we learn to open our hearts, anyone, including the people who drive us crazy, can be our teacher.
Pema Chödrön
WORD OF THE DAY
Yugen
(Japanese ) – Means “a mysterious or hidden graceful elegance.” It is a transcendent moment when you feel a deep, almost overwhelming sense of wonder, love, and connection to everything that has ever, does now, or ever will exist. “Yugen” is a feeling almost too much for your mere human body to hold within.
Thursday, March 9, 2023
When Giving Is All We Have
One river gives
Its journey to the next.
We give because someone gave to us.
We give because nobody gave to us.
We give because giving has changed us.
We give because giving could have changed us.
We have been better for it,
We have been wounded by it—
Giving has many faces: It is loud and quiet,
Big, though small, diamond in wood-nails.
Its story is old, the plot worn and the pages too,
But we read this book, anyway, over and again:
Giving is, first and every time, hand to hand,
Mine to yours, yours to mine.
You gave me blue and I gave you yellow.
Together we are simple green. You gave me
What you did not have, and I gave you
What I had to give—together, we made
Something greater from the difference.
Alberto Rios
WORD OF THE DAY
Yuán fèn
(Chinese ) – Roughly means “fate,” particularly in the context of human relationships. One way to describe it might be “the mysterious force that causes two lives to cross paths in some meaningful way.” It applies to various situations, and even people who are not especially superstitious use it. For instance, if, against all odds, you bump into someone you haven’t seen in a long time, you might proclaim, “We have yuán fèn.” Similarly, if you make a new friend, someone you just click with and feel like you’ve known forever, you may chalk it up to yuán fèn.
Wednesday, March 8, 2023
All religions, arts and sciences are branches of the same tree. All these aspirations are directed toward ennobling man’s life, lifting it from the sphere of mere physical existence and leading the individual towards freedom.
Albert Einstein
Those who dwell among the beauties and mysteries of the earth are never alone or weary of life. Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts. The more clearly we can focus our attention on the wonders and realities of the universe, the less taste we shall have for destruction.
Rachel Caron, American marine biologist, writer, and conservationist who is considered the finest nature writer of the 20th century
Tuesday, March 7, 2023
The Brain — is wider than the Sky —
For — put them side by side —
The one the other will contain
With ease — and You — beside —
The Brain is deeper than the sea —
For — hold them — Blue to Blue —
The one the other will absorb —
As Sponges — Buckets — do —
The Brain is just the weight of God —
For — Heft them — Pound for Pound —
And they will differ — if they do —
As Syllable from Sound —
Emily Dickinson
Cherokee Blessing Prayer
May the warm winds of heaven
Blow softly upon your house
May the Great Spirit
Bless all who enter there.
May your mocassins
Make happy tracks
In many snows.
And may the Rainbow
Always touch your shoulder.
May the sun
Bring you new energy by day
May the moon
Softly restore you by night
May the rain
Wash away your worries
May the breeze
Blow new strength into your being
May you walk gently through the world
And know its beauty
All the days of your life.
Monday, March 6, 2023
Conversation was never begun at once, nor in a hurried manner. No one was quick with a question, no matter how important, and no one was pressed for an answer. A pause giving time for thought was the truly courteous way of beginning and conducting a conversation. Silence was meaningful with the Lakota, and their granting a space of silence to the speech-makers and their own moment of silence before talking was done in the practice of true politeness, listening, and regard for the rule, “thought comes before speech.”
Luther Standing Bear, Oglala Sioux Chief
WORD OF THE DAY
Ailyak
(Bulgarian ) – The subtle art of doing everything calmly and without haste.
If I accept the sunshine and warmth, then I must also accept the thunder and lightning.
Khalil Gibran
Sunday, March 5, 2023
Self
Once I freed myself of my duties to tasks and people and went down to the cleansing sea…
The air was like wine to my spirit,
The sky bathed my eyes with infinity,
The sun followed me, casting golden snares on the tide,
And the ocean—masses of molten surfaces, faintly gray-blue—sang to my heart…
Then I found myself, all here in the body and brain, and all there on the shore:
Content to be myself: free, and strong, and enlarged:
Then I knew the depths of myself were the depths of space.
And all living beings were of those depths (my brothers and sisters)
And that by going inward and away from duties, cities, street-cars and greetings,
I was dipping behind all surfaces, piercing cities and people,
And entering in and possessing them, more than a brother,
The surge of all life in them and in me…
So I swore I would be myself (there by the ocean)
And I swore I would cease to neglect myself, but would take myself as my mate,
Solemn marriage and deep: midnights of thought to be:
Long mornings of sacred communion, and twilights of talk,
Myself and I, long parted, clasping and married till death.
James Oppenheim
You can decide to make your life amazing by choosing the mindset of peace. Thoughts are things, and we build the future with progressively new ideas. Be conscious of your thoughts, and create the brightest future. We are all here on earth to learn from one another, to listen and care for each other, to show compassion, practice forgiveness, and reach out every day to love someone, anyone. This is truly our purpose in life.
Marie Gurney Peth
Be kind whenever possible. It is always possible.
The 14th Dalai Lama
You can love a person dear to you with a human love, but an enemy can only be loved with divine love.
Leo Tolstoy
What a caterpillar calls the end is what the rest of the world calls a butterfly.
Lao Tzu
Saturday, March 4, 2023
All truth passes through three stages. First, it is ridiculed. Second, it is violently opposed. Third, it is accepted as being self-evident.
Arthur Schopenhauer (1788 – 1860), German philosopher
The path of awakening is not about becoming who you are. Rather it is about unbecoming who you are not.
Albert Schweitzer, Austrian theologian, organist, musicologist, writer, humanitarian, philosopher, and physician (1875-1965)
Expectations are premeditated resentments.
Alcoholics Anonymous (12-Step Program)
The quieter you become, the more you will be able to hear.
Rumi (1207-1273), Persian poet, Islamic scholar, theologian and Sufi mystic
If one loves anyone, one loves the whole person, just as they are and not as one would like them to be…
Leo Tolstoy (1847-1910), Russian writer who is regarded as one of the greatest authors of all time. His works include the novels War and Peace and Anna Karenina
Friday, March 3, 2023
The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.
Marcel Proust
You don’t have a soul. You are a soul. You have a body.
C.S. Lewis
When you listen to someone, you should give up all your preconceived ideas and your subjective opinions; you should just listen to him, just observe what his way is. We put very little emphasis on right and wrong or good and bad. We just see things as they are with him. This is how we communicate with each other. Usually when you listen to some statement, you hear it as a kind of echo of yourself. You are actually listening to your own opinion. If it agrees with your opinion you may accept it, but if it does not, you will reject it or you may not even really hear it.
Shunryu Suzuki
Listen and attend with the ear of the heart.
St. Benedict
This is the time to be slow,
Lie low to the wall
Until the bitter weather passes.
Try, as best you can, not to let
The wire brush of doubt
Scrape from your heart
All sense of yourself
And your hesitant light.
If you remain generous,
Time will come good;
And you will find your feet
Again on fresh pastures of promise,
Where the air will be kind
And blushed with beginning.
John O’Donohue, To Bless the Space Between Us: A Book of Blessings
Thursday, March 2, 2023
The Inner History of a Day
(excerpt )
We seldom notice how each day is a holy place
Where the eucharist of the ordinary happens,
Transforming our broken fragments
Into an eternal continuity that keeps us.
Somewhere in us a dignity presides
That is more gracious than the smallness
That fuels us with fear and force,
A dignity that trusts the form a day takes.
So at the end of this day, we give thanks
For being betrothed to the unknown
And for the secret work
Through which the mind of the day
And wisdom of the soul become one.
John O’Donohue, excerpt from the blessing, The Inner History of a Day
Note: John O’Donohue was an Irish poet, author, Catholic priest, and philosopher. He was a native Irish speaker, and as an author is best known for popularizing Celtic spirituality. He lived from 1956 to 2008.
WORD OF THE DAY
Querencia
(Spanish ) – The place where your strength is drawn from; where you feel at most home; the place where you are your most authentic self. It can be physical place: a favorite spot or room where you live, a book store, or a particular walk through a park or woods. But the ideal is to find “querencia” within your own self through meditation so that no matter where you are, “querencia” will be a part of you in one way or another.
Wednesday, March 1, 2023
Your actions speak so loud that I can’t hear what you say.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
We live in succession, in division, in parts, in particles. Meantime within us is the soul of the whole; the wise silence; the universal beauty, to which every part and particle is equally related; the eternal One.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
WORDS OF THE DAY
Amphigory
A seemingly profound poem which is actually nonsense
Tsundoku
(Japanese ) – “Leaving a book unread after buying it.” The “Tsundoku” scale can range from just one unread book to a stack of unread books, often on a night table near your bed!
Tuesday, February 28, 2023
Crying does not indicate that you are weak. Since birth, crying has always been a sign that you are alive.
Charlotte Brontë, English novelist and poet, the eldest of the three Brontë sisters who survived into adulthood and whose novels became classics of English literature.
It does not matter how slowly you go as long as you do not stop.
Confucius
It’s not what happens to you, but how you react to it that matters.
Epictetus
Courage is the most important of all the virtues, because without courage you can’t practice any other virtue consistently. You can practice any virtue erratically, but nothing consistently without courage.
Maya Angelou
Monday, February 27, 2023
You’re a Goddess
You listen. You hear.
You know it’s not about you.
You listen before you talk.
You hear the subtext,
you hear the heart talking.
You make people feel felt,
understood, supported.
You bring roses to the conversation,
and without a word,
the fragrance in the air is sweet.
You’re a goddess for these reasons,
and not because of your charm
or beauty (which you possess),
not because
you’re married to a god
nor because you live apart
from other humans.
You’re not a therapist,
and definitely not the family dog.
You’re just the next-door neighbor,
the casual friend, the work buddy,
whose mission in life
is to bring peace and harmony
to this earthly world
one person at a time.
Emily Lewis Penn
New York Times
February 25, 2023
REM Sleep Is Magical. Here’s What the Experts Know.
WORDS OF THE DAY
Akihi
(Hawaiian ) means the forgetfulness you feel immediately after being given directions how to get somewhere. You listen to directions then you walk away or drive off and promptly forget everything you’ve just heard!
Age-ortori
(Japanese ) means the feeling you get after leaving a hair salon or barbershop looking worse than you did going. Its an ingenious word for the unique blend of regret, suffering and shame you feel after you trusted the new barber!
Sunday, February 26, 2023
Outside is the joy of the drop. Inside is the joy of the ocean.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
True heroism is remarkably sober, very undramatic. It is not the urge to surpass all others at whatever cost, but the urge to serve others, at whatever cost.
Arthur Ashe
Start where you are. Use what you have. Do what you can.
Arthur Ashe
Saturday, February 25, 2023
Only those who risk going too far can possibly find out how far one can go.
T.S. Eliot
Note: Thomas Stearns Eliot was a poet, essayist, publisher, playwright, literary critic and editor. Considered one of the 20th century’s major poets, he is a central figure in English-language Modernist poetry.
If it is not right, do not do it; if it is not true, do not say it.
Marcus Aurelius
Don’t be ashamed to need help. Like a soldier storming a wall, you have a mission to accomplish. And if you’ve been wounded and you need a comrade to pull you up? So what?
Marcus Aurelius
Friday, February 24, 2023
If I Can Stop One Heart From Breaking
If I can stop one heart from breaking,
I shall not live in vain;
If I can ease one life the aching,
Or cool one pain,
Or help one fainting robin
Unto his nest again,
I shall not live in vain.
Emily Dickenson
WORD OF THE DAY
Meraki
(Greek ) – The essence of yourself that you put into your work; it is when you do something with love, passion, care, and creativity. You are putting your time and your heart and soul into the work you are doing. This is why “meraki” is usually used when referring to raising a child, helping a partner or a friend in need—or cooking a meal, decorating a house, doing something artistic, etc. “Meraki” is the labor of love.
Thursday, February 23, 2023
The following was excerpted from the commencement address delivered by Fred Rogers (of Mr. Rogers Neighborhood!) to the Dartmouth College graduating class of 2002. Mr. Roger’s complete address was included in National Public Radio’s “Best Commencement Speeches Ever.”
When I say it’s you I like, I’m talking about the part of you that knows that life is far more than anything you can ever see, or hear, or touch. That deep part of you that allows you to stand for those things without which humankind cannot survive. Love that conquers hate. Peace that rises triumphant over war. And justice that proves more powerful than greed. So, in all that you do in all of your life, I wish you the strength and the grace to make those choices which will allow you and your neighbor to become the best of whoever you are.
WORDS OF THE DAY
Polepole
(Swahili ) – Translates as “Slowly, slowly.” It is most often used when asking someone to slow down when driving, walking, talking, or working on something. A good word to know if you are with someone who is always in a hurry!
Noon-chi
(Korean ) – The ability to intuit someone else’s feelings, thoughts and emotions to properly gauge and react to a situation. Someone with good noon-chi can read others’ body language or tone of voice to understand their real feelings. Comparatively, someone with bad noon-chi is said to lack tact or observational skills.
Wednesday, February 22, 2023
You cannot save people. You can only love them.
Anais Nin
I must be a mermaid, Rango. I have no fear of depths and a great fear of shallow living.
Anais Nin
Note: Angela Anaïs Juana Antolina Rosa Edelmira Nin y Culmell was a French-born American diarist, essayist, novelist, and writer of short stories.
For age is opportunity no less
Than youth itself, though in another dress,
And as the evening twilight fades away
The sky is filled with stars, invisible by day.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, 1807-1882, American poet and educator
Tuesday, February 21, 2023
Correction does much, but encouragement does more.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Blessed are they who see beautiful things in humble places where other people see nothing.
Camille Pissarro
Don’t let one cloud obliterate the whole sky.
Anais Nin
Hiccup
I have hiccup hiccup hiccups, I’ve had hiccup them all day.
They’re persistent hiccup hiccup and won’t hiccup go away.
I’ve tried gulping hiccup water, stood upon my hiccup head,
held my breath until my hiccuphiccup face turned hiccup red.
I’ve attempted every hiccup hiccup hiccup cure I could,
but it hasn’t hiccup hiccup done a hiccup bit of good.
And in fact I think I’m hiccup getting hiccup hiccup worse.
Do I need a hiccup doctor or a hiccup hiccup nurse?
I can feel my hiccup hiccups down into my hiccup shoes.
I have hiccup got the hiccup hiccup hiccup hiccup blues.
I’m afraid my hiccup insides are about to hiccup pop,
if these hiccup hiccups hiccup do not hiccup hiccup stop.
Jack Prelutsky, It’s Raining Pigs & Noodles
Monday, February 20, 2023
At any moment you have a choice that either leads you closer to your spirit or further away from it.
Thich Nhat Hanh
You are the sky. Everything else is just the weather.
Pema Chödrön
Nine requisites for contented living:
Health enough to make work a pleasure.
Wealth enough to support your needs.
Strength to battle with difficulties and overcome them.
Grace enough to confess your sins and forsake them.
Patience enough to toil until some good is accomplished.
Charity enough to see some good in your neighbor.
Love enough to move you to be useful and helpful to others.
Faith enough to make real the things of God.
Hope enough to remove all anxious fears concerning the future.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Sunday, February 19, 2023
Wu Wei: The Taoist Principle of Action in Non-Action
Wu wei refers to the cultivation of a state of being through meditation in which our actions are quite effortlessly in alignment with the ebb and flow of the elemental cycles of the natural world. It is a kind of “going with the flow” that is characterized by great ease and awareness, in which—without even trying—we’re able to respond perfectly to whatever situations arise. We have realized our place within the web of inter-being, within the cosmos, and, knowing our connection to all-that-is, can offer only thoughts, words, and actions that do no harm and that are spontaneously virtuous.
Desiderata
(Translated as “something that is needed or wanted.” )
Go placidly amid the noise and the haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible, without surrender, be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even to the dull and the ignorant; they too have their story. Avoid loud and aggressive persons; they are vexatious to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain or bitter, for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time. Exercise caution in your business affairs, for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals, and everywhere life is full of heroism. Be yourself. Especially do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is as perennial as the grass. Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should. Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be. And whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life, keep peace in your soul. With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.
Max Ehrmann, 1927-1948
AFFIRMATION
(to young people who are in prison )
Speak this to yourself
until you know it is true.
I believe that I woke up today
and my lungs were working,
miraculously,
my voice can sing and murmur and ask,
miraculously.
My hands may shake, but they can hold
me, or another.
My blood still carries the gifts of the air
from my heart to my brain,
miraculously.
Put a finger to my wrist or my temple
And feel it: I am magic. Life
and all its good and bad and ugly things
scary things which I would like to forget
beautiful things which I would like to remember
— the whole messy lovely true story of myself
pulses within me.
I believe that the sun shines
if not here, then somewhere.
Somewhere it rains,
and things will grow green and wonderful.
Somewhere inside me, too, it rains,
and things will grow green and wonderful.
Sometimes my insides rain from the inside out.
And then I know
I am alive
I am alive
I am alive
Eve L. Ewing
Saturday, February 18, 2023
Fire
What makes a fire burn
is space between the logs,
a breathing space.
Too much of a good thing,
too many logs
packed in too tight
can douse the flames
almost as surely
as a pail of water would.
So building fires
requires attention
to the spaces in between,
as much as to the wood.
When we are able to build
open spaces
in the same way
we have learned
to pile on the logs,
then we can come to see how
it is fuel, and absence of the fuel
together, that make fire possible
We only need to lay a log
lightly from time to time.
A fire
grows
simply because the space is there,
with openings
in which the flame
that knows just how it wants to burn
can find its way.
Judy Brown
A THOUSAND MORNINGS
The sea can do craziness, it can do smooth,
it can lie down like silk breathing
or toss havoc shoreward; it can give
gifts or withhold all; it can rise, ebb, froth
like an incoming frenzy of fountains, or it can
sweet-talk entirely. As I can too,
and so, no doubt, can you, and you.
Mary Oliver
Friday, February 17, 2023
To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities have crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day. You shall begin it serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
WORDS OF THE DAY
Addlepated
(Old English ) – The state of being mixed-up, confused or befuddled. Addlepated derives from the terms addle (confuse) and pate (the human head or brain). Thus addlepated means a confused head or brain. “The upcoming move to a new apartment always made her feel addlepated but she was excited about it all the same.”
Parakram
(Sanskrit ) – Strength or courage. Parakram is the quality associated with a person who faces difficult or challenging situations without fear. It involves a sense of bravery, strength and honor. A person with this quality is called Parakrami.
Thursday, February 16, 2023
Dawn Revisited
Imagine you wake up
with a second chance: The blue jay
hawks his pretty wares
and the oak still stands, spreading
glorious shade. If you don’t look back,
the future never happens.
How good to rise in sunlight,
in the prodigal smell of biscuits –
eggs and sausage on the grill.
The whole sky is yours
to write on, blown open
to a blank page. Come on,
shake a leg! You’ll never know
who’s down there, frying those eggs,
if you don’t get up and see.
Rita Dove
The Word
Down near the bottom
of the crossed-out list
of things you have to do today,
between “green thread”
and “broccoli,” you find
that you have penciled “sunlight.”
Resting on the page, the word
is beautiful. It touches you
as if you had a friend
and sunlight were a present
he had sent from someplace distant
as this morning—to cheer you up,
and to remind you that,
among your duties, pleasure
is a thing
that also needs accomplishing.
Do you remember?
that time and light are kinds
of love, and love
is no less practical
than a coffee grinder
or a safe spare tire?
Tomorrow you may be utterly
without a clue,
but today you get a telegram
from the heart in exile,
proclaiming that the kingdom
still exists,
the king and queen alive,
still speaking to their children,
—to any one among them
who can find the time
to sit out in the sun and listen.
Tony Hoagland
Wednesday, February 15, 2023
Those who love you are not fooled by mistakes you have made or dark images you hold about yourself. They remember your beauty when you feel ugly; your wholeness when you are broken; your innocence when you feel guilty; and your purpose when you are confused.
Alan Cohen
WORD OF THE DAY
Shouganai
(Japanese ) – Said in response to troubles that cannot be helped. The word is mostly used for inconsequential things that could put us in a foul mood. Saying “shouganai” is like telling someone, “It is what it is” or “stuff happens.” It is the recognition that we do not have control over every situation. At the same time, ‘shouganai’ also appreciates the ability to maintain a higher level of dignity despite facing inevitable challenges in life.
Tuesday, February 14, 2023
Most people in your life were only meant for dreams, and summer laughter. They stay till the wind changes, the tides turn, or disappear with the first snow. And then there are some that were forged to weather blizzards and pain with you. They were cast in iron, set in gold and never ever leave you to face anything alone. Know who those people are—and love them the way they deserve. Not everyone in your life is temporary. A few are as permanent as love is old.
Nikita Gill
Whoever answers before listening is both foolish and shameful.
Proverbs 18:13
If speaking is silver, then listening is gold.
Turkish Proverb
There is a voice that doesn’t use words. Listen.
Rumi
The Way It Is
There’s a thread you follow. It goes among
things that change. But it doesn’t change.
People wonder about what you are pursuing.
You have to explain about the thread.
But it is hard for others to see.
While you hold it you can’t get lost.
Tragedies happen; people get hurt
or die; and you suffer and get old.
Nothing you do can stop time’s unfolding.
You don’t ever let go of the thread.
William Stafford
Monday, February 13, 2023
If you don’t become the ocean, you will be seasick every day!
Leonard Cohen
Worry does not empty tomorrow of its sorrows, but empties today of its strength.
Corrie Ten Boom
Success is getting what you want, happiness is wanting what you get.
W.P. Kinsella
I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.
Maya Angelou
Sunday, February 12, 2023
UNDERFACE
Underneath my outside face
There’s a face that none can see.
A little less smiley,
A little less sure,
But a whole lot more like me.
Shel Silverstein
YESEES AND NOEES
The Yesees said yes to anything
That anyone suggested.
The Noees said no to everything
Unless it was proven and tested.
So the Yesees all died of much too much
And the Noees all died of fright,
But somehow I think the Thinkforyourselfees
All came out all right.
Shel Silverstein
MORGAN’S CURSE
Followin’ the trail on the old treasure map,
I came to the spot that said, “Dig right here.”
And four feet down my spade struck wood
Just where the map said a chest would appear.
But carved in the side were written these words:
“A curse upon he who disturbs this gold.”
Signed, Morgan the Pirate, Scourge of the Seas.
I read these words and my blood ran cold.
So here I set upon untold wealth
Tryin’ to figure which is worse:
How much do I need this gold?
And how much do I need this curse?
Shel Silverstein
Saturday, February 11, 2023
Excerpts from Man’s Search for Meaning by Viktor E. Frankl, neurologist, psychologist and Holocaust survivor:
I do not forget any good deed done to me and I do not carry a grudge for a bad one.
Viktor E. Frankl
Everything can be taken from a man but one thing: the last of the human freedoms—to choose one’s attitude in any given set of circumstances, to choose one’s own way.
Viktor E. Frankl
When we are no longer able to change a situation, we are challenged to change ourselves.
Viktor E. Frankl
There is nothing in the world, I venture to say, that would so effectively help one to survive even the worst conditions as the knowledge that there is a meaning in one’s life. There is much wisdom in the words of Nietzsche: “He who has a why to live for can bear almost any how.”
Viktor E. Frankl
Between stimulus and response there is a space. In that space is our power to choose our response. In our response lies our growth and our freedom.
Viktor E. Frankl
Best Season of Your Life
Ten thousand flowers in spring, the moon in autumn,
a cool breeze in summer, snow in winter.
If your mind isn’t clouded by unnecessary things,
this is the best season of your life
Wumen Huikai (1883-1260), Chinese meditation master during China‘s Song period
Friday, February 10, 2023
Some of us think holding on makes us strong, but sometimes it is letting go.
Hermann Hesse
We think that the point of life is to pass the test or overcome the problem, but the truth is that things don’t really get solved. They come together and they fall apart. Then they come together again and fall apart again. It’s just like that. The healing comes from letting there be room for all of this to happen: room for grief, for relief, for misery, for joy.
Pema Chödrön
If you can see your path laid out in front of you step by step, you know it’s not your path. Your own path you make with every step you take. That’s why it’s your path.
Joseph Campbell
… The purpose of life is to matter,
to have it make some difference that you have lived at all….
Happiness then, in the ancient, noble sense, means self-fulfillment,
And is given to those who use to the fullest whatever talents
God or luck or fate has bestowed upon them.
Happiness lies in stretching to the farthest boundaries
of that which we are capable
the resources of the mind, the heart, the spirit…
Leo Rosten, American humorist in the fields of scriptwriting, storywriting, journalism, and Yiddish lexicography
Thursday, February 9, 2023
When things go wrong as they sometimes will,
When the road you’re trudging seems all up hill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest if you must, but don’t you quit.
Life is strange with its twists and turns
As every one of us sometimes learns
And many a failure comes about
When he might have won had he stuck it out;
Don’t give up though the pace seems slow—
You may succeed with another blow.
Success is failure turned inside out—
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell just how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far;
So stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit—
It’s when things seem worst that you must not quit.
John Greenleaf Whittier (1807-1892), American Quaker poet and advocate of the abolition of slavery in the United States. Frequently listed as one of the fireside poets, he was influenced by the Scottish poet Robert Burns.
WORD OF THE DAY
Aang-Waan
(Aleut ) – “Hello my other self” in Unangan Tunuu (Aleut language). The Unangan people come from the Aleutian islands in the Bering sea of Alaska. “Aang Waan” (“Hello my other self”) is a greeting used by the Unanagan towards everyone and everything they (we) meet.
Wednesday, February 8, 2023
We don’t receive wisdom; we must discover it for ourselves after a journey that no one can take for us or spare us.
Marcel Proust
A society grows great when old men plant trees whose shade they know they shall never sit in.
Greek Proverb
The same stream of life that runs through my veins night and day
runs through the world and dances in rhythmic measures.
It is the same life that shoots in joy
through the dust of the earth in numberless blades of grass
and breaks into tumultuous waves of leaves and flowers.
It is the same life that is rocked
in the ocean-cradle of birth and of death in ebb and in flow.
I feel my limbs are made glorious by the touch of this world of life
and my joy is from the life-throb of ages dancing in my blood this moment.
Rabindranath Tagore
Tuesday, February 7, 2023
We are like books. Most people only see our cover, the minority read only the introduction, many people believe the critics. Few will know our content.
Emile Zola
During a crisis, the wise build bridges and the foolish build dams.
Nigerian Proverb
Hokusai Says
Hokusai says look carefully.
He says pay attention, notice.
He says keep looking, stay curious.
He says there is no end to seeing.
He says look forward to getting old.
He says keep changing,
you just get more who you really are.
He says get stuck, accept it, repeat
yourself as long as it is interesting.
He says keep doing what you love.
He says keep praying.
He says everyone of us is a child,
everyone of us is ancient,
everyone of us has a body.
He says everyone of us is frightened.
He says everyone of us has to find
a way to live with fear.
He says everything is alive–
shells, buildings, people, fish,
mountains, trees, wood is alive.
Water is alive.
Everything has its own life.
Everything lives inside us.
He says live with the world inside you.
He says it doesn’t matter if you draw,
or write books. It doesn’t matter
if you saw wood, or catch fish.
It doesn’t matter if you sit at home
and stare at the ants on your veranda
or the shadows of the trees
and grasses in your garden.
It matters that you care.
It matters that you feel.
It matters that you notice.
It matters that life lives through you.
Contentment is life living through you.
Joy is life living through you.
Satisfaction and strength
is life living through you.
He says don’t be afraid.
Don’t be afraid.
Love, feel, let life take you by the hand.
Let life live through you.
Roger S Keyes
Windows
I looked through others’ windows
On an enchanted earth
But out of my own window–
solitude and dearth.
And yet there is a mystery
I cannot understand–
That others through my window
See an enchanted land.
Jessie B. Rittenhouse
Monday, February 6, 2023
If we learn to open our hearts, anyone, including the people who drive us crazy, can be our teacher.
Pema Chödrön
Honesty without kindness, humor, and good-heartedness can be just mean.
Pema Chödrön
When there’s a big disappointment, we don’t know if that’s the end of the story. It may be just the beginning of a great adventure.
Pema Chödrön
The Brook in February
A snowy path for squirrel and fox,
It winds between the wintry firs.
Snow-muffled are its iron rocks,
And o’er its stillness nothing stirs.
But low, bend low a listening ear!
Beneath the mask of moveless white
A babbling whisper you shall hear
Of birds and blossoms, leaves and light.
Charles G.D. Roberts (1860-1943)
Sunday, February 5, 2023
LET IT GO
Let go of the ways you thought life would unfold:
the holding of plans or dreams or expectations – Let it all go.
Save your strength to swim with the tide.
The choice to fight what is here before you now will
only result in struggle, fear, and desperate attempts
to flee from the very energy you long for. Let go.
Let it all go and flow with the grace that washes
through your days whether you received it gently
or with all your quills raised to defend against invaders.
Take this on faith; the mind may never find the
explanations that it seeks, but you will move forward
nonetheless. Let go, and the wave’s crest will carry
you to unknown shores, beyond your wildest dreams
or destinations. Let it all go and find the place of
rest and peace, and certain transformation.
Danna Faulds
The Moon
The moon has a face like the clock in the hall;
She shines on thieves on the garden wall,
On streets and fields and harbour quays,
And birdies asleep in the forks of the trees.
The squalling cat and the squeaking mouse,
The howling dog by the door of the house,
The bat that lies in bed at noon,
All love to be out by the light of the moon.
But all of the things that belong to the day
Cuddle to sleep to be out of her way;
And flowers and children close their eyes
Till up in the morning the sun shall arise.
Robert Louis Stevenson (1850-1894)
Saturday, February 4, 2023
A woman died, and when her daughter went through her deceased mother’s papers, she discovered the following poem her mother had written as a reminder to herself… By the way, her mother’s final words before she died were, “We are lucky.”
May I be open.
May I be open to meaning.
May I be compassionate.
May I be open to happiness.
May I stretch and grow.
May I accept.
May I give.
May I love, starting with myself.
May I get through awkward days with honesty.
May I get through difficult days with kindness.
May I get through good days with equilibrium.
May I like myself today.
May I be myself today.
May I not do things by numbing routine.
And in the end may I relax and let myself be.
Anonymous
New York Times
April 1, 2016
MISCONCEPTIONS
Don’t Let Them Tell You You Are Not At The Center of the Universe
Dennis Overbye
How yearns the solitary soul
To melt into the boundless whole,
And find itself again in peace!
The blind desire, the impatient will,
The restless thoughts and plans are still;
We yield ourselves—and wake in bliss!
Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe (1749-1832), German poet, playwright, novelist, scientist, statesman, theatre director, critic, and amateur artist, considered the greatest German literary figure of the modern era.
Friday, February 3, 2023
Autobiography in Five Short Chapters
Chapter One of My Life. I walk down the street. There’s a deep hole in the sidewalk. I fall in. I am lost. I am helpless. It isn’t my fault. It still takes forever to find a way out.
Chapter Two. I walk down the same street. There’s a deep hole in the sidewalk. I pretend I don’t see it. I fall in again. I can’t believe I’m in the same place! But it isn’t my fault. And it still takes a long time to get out.
Chapter Three. I walk down the same street. There’s a deep hole in the sidewalk. I see it there. I still fall in. It’s a habit! My eyes are open. I know where I am. It is my fault. I get out immediately.
Chapter Four. I walk down the same street. There’s a deep hole in the sidewalk. I walk around it.
Chapter Five. I walk down a different street.
Portia Nelson, There’s a Hole in My Sidewalk: The Romance of Self-Discovery
It is not enough to be busy; so are the ants. The question is: What are we busy about?
Henry David Thoreau
The miracle is not to walk on water. The miracle is to walk on the earth in the present moment; to appreciate the peace and beauty that are available now.
Thich Nhat Hanh
Thursday, February 2, 2023
Triggers That Make You Happy
What if a trigger isn’t something that makes you
want to scream and shout
at the person or yourself?
What if a trigger makes you happy,
if it makes you want to get up and dance,
or laugh and jump for joy,
or sing a song off key,
or shout, Yay, at the top of your lungs?
What if the trigger is your own grandson
reaching out to hug you
or your daughter saying, Yes, Mom,
you were a great mother?
What if the trigger is the bus driver
this morning, giving you a big smile,
warmly saying, simply, good morning?
What if the trigger is nothing at all,
just you looking up at the sky
tonight, with its crescent moon,
its infinitude of stars,
on this cold winter night,
and you know at that moment,
right then, right there, that
Life isn’t awful, after all.
Life is pretty awesome
most of the time.
Life is full of awe, and that some
awe is way better than none.
Emily Lewis Penn
Trees
I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
Joyce Kilmer
Wednesday, February 1, 2023
We spend precious hours fearing the inevitable. It would be wise to use that time adoring our families, cherishing our friends and living our lives.
Dr. Maya Angelou
It’s only when we’re relaxed that the thing way down deep in all of us – call it the subconscious mind, the spirit, what you will – has a chance to well up and tell us how we shall go.
Frances Perkins, the first woman to hold a Presidential Cabinet position (Secretary of Labor) appointed in 1933 by Franklin D. Roosevelt.
You cannot swim for new horizons until you have courage to lose sight of the shore.
William Faulkner
Tuesday, January 31, 2023
There is in the blind as well as in those who see an Absolute which gives truth to what we know to be true, order to what is orderly, beauty to the beautiful, touchableness to what is tangible. Reality, of which visible things are the outward symbol, shines before my mind, While I walk about my chamber with unsteady steps, my spirit sweeps skyward on eagle wings and looks out with unquenchable vision upon the world of eternal beauty.
Helen Keller
The only thing worse than being blind is having sight but no vision.
Helen Keller
A Time To Talk
When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
And shout from where I am, ‘What is it?’
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.
Robert Frost
Monday, January 30, 2023
The Sparrow
A little bird, with plumage brown,
Beside my window flutters down,
A moment chirps its little strain,
Then taps upon my window-pane,
And chirps again, and hops along,
To call my notice to its song;
But I work on, nor heed its lay,
Till, in neglect, it flies away.
Paul Laurence Dunbar
People try to get away from it all—to the country, to the beach, to the mountains. You always wish that you could too. Which is idiotic: you can get away from it anytime you like. By going within. Nowhere you can go is more peaceful—more free of interruptions—than your own soul. An instant’s recollection and there it is: complete tranquility. … But keep it brief and basic. A quick visit should be enough to ward off all anxiety and send you back ready to face what awaits you.
Marcus Aurelius, Stoic philosopher and Roman emperor from the 2nd century
Sunday, January 29, 2023
WORD OF THE DAY
Hozho Naasha
(Lakota ) – “To Walk in Beauty,” to walk in harmony with all living things. It’s that state of awareness where you feel connected to everything around you. The Lakota tribe say their goodbyes to each other with the phrase “Walk in beauty.”
Walk in Beauty
Closing Prayer from The Navajo People
In beauty, I walk
With beauty before me, I walk
With beauty behind me, I walk
With beauty above me, I walk
With beauty around me, I walk
It has become beauty again
Today I will walk out, today everything negative will leave me.
I will be as I was before, I will have a cool breeze over my body.
I will have a light body, I will be happy forever, nothing will hinder me.
I walk with beauty before me. I walk with beauty behind me.
I walk with beauty below me. I walk with beauty above me.
I walk with beauty around me. My words will be beautiful.
In old age wandering on a trail of beauty, living again, may I walk.
My words will be beautiful…
See the job.
Do the job.
Stay out of the misery.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
In a time of universal deceit – telling the truth is a revolutionary act.
George Orwell
Hold onto dreams
For if dreams die
Life is like a broken-
Winged bird
That cannot fly.
Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go
Life is a barren field
Frozen with snow
Langston Hughes
Saturday, January 28, 2023
It’s madness to hate all roses because you got scratched with one thorn, to give up all dreams because one of them didn’t come true, to give up all attempts because one of them failed. It’s folly to condemn all your friends because one has betrayed you, to no longer believe in love just because someone was unfaithful or didn’t love you back, to throw away all your chances to be happy because something went wrong. There will always be another opportunity, another friend, another love, a new strength. For every end, there is always a new beginning….. And now here is my secret, a very simple secret: It is only with the heart that one can see rightly; what is essential is invisible to the eye.
Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince
We will want the good that is in us all, even in the worst of us, to flower and to grow. But first of all we shall want sunlight; nothing much can grow in the dark. Meditation is our step out into the sun.
Bill W. (or William Griffith Wilson), co-Founder of Alcoholics Anonymous and a practitioner of Transcendental Meditation
Friday, January 27, 2023
Why Do You Sing?
You sing because you’re happy.
You sing because you love sounds.
You sing because – why not?
You sing because you are transported.
You sing because you imagine.
You sing because something wonderful is about to happen.
You sing because you laugh.
You sing because it feels good.
You sing because life is good.
You sing because now is good.
You sing because you dream.
You sing because you love being on top
of a mountain.
You sing because it’s fun.
You sing because you want to.
You sing because your body wants to move.
You sing. You sing.
You sing out loud,
loud enough for everyone to hear.
You are here. You are here.
You are here.
You are heard!
Emily Lewis Penn
Certain things catch your eye, but pursue only those that capture the heart.
Indian proverb
Nobody is born wise.
African proverb
Thursday, January 26, 2023
New Friends And Old Friends
Make new friends, but keep the old;
Those are silver, these are gold.
New-made friendships, like new wine,
Age will mellow and refine.
Friendships that have stood the test-
Time and change—are surely best;
Brow may wrinkle, hair grow gray;
Friendship never knows decay.
For ‘mid old friends, tried and true,
Once more we our youth renew.
But old friends, alas! may die;
New friends must their place supply.
Cherish friendship in your breast-
New is good, but old is best;
Make new friends, but keep the old;
Those are silver, these are gold.
Joseph Parry
WORD OF THE DAY
Datsuzoku
(Japanese, n ) – To escape from the daily routine, to take a break from the conventions and mundanities of one’s life, to discover more creativity, resourcefulness, and to perceive your surroundings differently.
Frogs
Have you ever wished when fretting
‘Bout the chilly air of spring,
When the days are longer getting
And the frogs begin to sing,
Have you ever wished that you could
Just change places with the frog—
Let him shoulder all your trouble
And then leave you on the log,
In the middle of the mill-pond,
Nothing in the world to do?
Have you wished you could change places,
You be frog and frog be you?
He don’t fret ’bout rainy weather;
If the sun shines he don’t cry;
He just takes it all together;
Happy wet and happy dry.
William Henry Dawson (1865-1928)
Wednesday, January 25, 2023
The secret to living well and longer is: eat half, walk double, laugh triple, and love without measure.
Tibetan proverb
As he thinketh in his heart, so is he.
Proverbs 23:7
There’s a door in every home, wherever we are. We can go in and out of it without fear or taking extra precautions; we can travel, visit our loved ones, and meet innumerable new people. Opening it requires only the willpower to take a moment of complete silence and ask ourselves what is really important, and what isn’t. The key to this other door can be found at the crossroads of the head and the heart: if you want to find it, you will. There is a home within each of us that is like no other, beautiful and welcoming, full of sunlight, with a blooming garden, a doorway to the world and a balcony that looks over an infinite universe. A home made up of wonder, the desire the share, love, and the certainty that this whole earthly realm is one big family. Let’s use this obligatory stay at home to seek it out, to discover the immeasurable beauty of what we hold inside and everything that we are.
Andrea Angel Bocelli, OMRI OMDSM, Italian opera singer, songwriter, and record producer. Celine Dion has said, ”If God would have a singing voice, he must sound a lot like Andrea Bocelli.” Andrea was born with poor eyesight and became completely blind at age 12, following a football accident.
Tuesday, January 24, 2023
Slow Dance
Have you ever watched kids
On a merry-go-round?
Or listened to the rain
Slapping on the ground?
Ever followed a butterfly’s erratic flight?
Or gazed at the sun into the fading night?
You better slow down.
Don’t dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won’t last.
Do you run through each day
On the fly?
When you ask How are you?
Do you hear the reply?
When the day is done
Do you lie in your bed
With the next hundred chores
Running through your head?
You’d better slow down
Don’t dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won’t last.
Ever told your child,
We’ll do it tomorrow?
And in your haste,
Not see his sorrow?
Ever lost touch,
Let a good friendship die
Cause you never had time
To call and say,”Hi”
You’d better slow down.
Don’t dance so fast.
Time is short.
The music won’t last.
When you run so fast to get somewhere
You miss half the fun of getting there.
When you worry and hurry through your day,
It is like an unopened gift…..
Thrown away.
Life is not a race.
Do take it slower
Hear the music
Before the song is over.
David L. Weatherford
WORDS OF THE DAY
Dadirri
(Australian aboriginal ) A deep, spiritual act of reflective and respectful listening or communion with life.
Gigil
(Tagalog ) The irresistible urge to pinch or squeeze someone because they are so loved or cherished.
Monday, January 23, 2023
One who cannot tolerate small misfortunes can never accomplish great things.
Chinese proverb
If you kick a stone in anger you will hurt your foot.
Korean Proverb
This is a poem for someone
who is juggling her life.
Be still sometimes.
Be still sometimes.
It needs repeating
over and over
to catch her attention
over and over,
as someone who is juggling her life
finds it difficult to hear.
Be still sometimes.
Be still sometimes.
Let it all fall sometimes.
Rose Cook
Sunday, January 22, 2023
Gong Hei Fat Choy
“Happy New Year” in Cantonese
Xin Nian Kuai Le
“Happy New Year” in Mandarin
May your days be as glittery as a diamond, may your friends be as good as gold, may your heart stay as green as an emerald, and may your soul remain as pure as a pearl. Happy New Year! Always welcome the new morning with a new spirit, a smile on your face, love in your heart, and good thoughts in your mind.
A cherished, traditional wish for the Chinese, or Lunar, New Year
Friday, January 7, 2023
If you are more
fortunate that others,
build a longer table
not a taller fence.
Anonymous
Tuesday, November 22, 2022
Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing
and right-doing there is a field.
I’ll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass
the world is too full to talk about.
Rumi
Never say you have no time to be still, to find that inner peace. There is time for everything when you put first things first and are willing to sacrifice to make time. When your desire is great enough, you will stop at nothing to make time to be alone with yourself. This time spent alone with yourself need not interfere with your daily round. You can do all that has to be done far better when you have taken time to get into tune with yourself, before the start of a busy day.
Eileen Caddy, founder of Findhorn
Monday, November 21, 2022
What I Weigh
I weigh the sea
I weigh the storm
I weigh a thousand stories long.
I weigh my mother’s fortitude and my father’s eyes
I weigh the way they look at me with pride
I weigh strength and fearless and the warrior in me.
I weigh all the pain and trauma that made me see
that I have more galaxies inside me than tragedies.
We all weigh joys and darkness and goodness and sin
you see, we are infinite within this skin we are in.
So when they ask you what you weigh
you don’t need to look down at any scale.
Instead, simply tell them the truth,
tell them how you
weigh whole universes
and storms and scars and stories too.
Nikita Gill
Gill is a British-Indian poet, playwright, writer and illustrator based in the south England. She has written and curated seven volumes of poetry. She uses social media to engage her audience and she has over 650,000 followers on Instagram, one of the most popular poets on the platform
Do not be dismayed by the brokenness of the world.
All things break. And all things can be mended.
Not with time, as they say, but with intention.
So, go. Love intentionally, extravagantly, unconditionally.
The broken world awaits in darkness for the light that is you.
L. R. Knost
Sunday, November 20, 2022
Gratitude
I thank thee, friend, for the beautiful thought
That in words well chosen thou gavest to me,
Deep in the life of my soul it has wrought
With its own rare essence to ever imbue me,
To gleam like a star over devious ways,
To bloom like a flower on the drearest days
Better such gift from thee to me
Than gold of the hills or pearls of the sea.
For the luster of jewels and gold may depart,
And they have in them no life of the giver,
But this gracious gift from thy heart to my heart
Shall witness to me of thy love forever;
Yea, it shall always abide with me
As a part of my immortality;
For a beautiful thought is a thing divine,
So I thank thee, oh, friend, for this gift of thine.
Lucy Maud Montgomery
Montgomery (1874-1942) is best-known for her classic novel for children, Anne of Green Gables. But Montgomery was also a poet, and in this short poem she thanks her friend for the most valuable gift of all – a beautiful thought.
Two things define you: Your patience when you have nothing and your attitude when you have everything.
George Bernard Shaw
Seek patience and passion in equal amounts. Patience alone will not build the temple. Passion alone will destroy its walls.
Maya Angelou
If we are true to ourselves, we cannot be false to anyone.
William Shakespeare, Hamlet
That’s what I consider true generosity: You give your all and yet you always feel as if it costs you nothing.
Simone de Beauvoir
Thousands of candles can be lighted from a single candle, and the life of the single candle will not be shortened. Happiness never decreases by being shared.
Buddha
It never ceases to amaze me: we all love ourselves more than other people, but care more about their opinion than our own.
Marcus Aurelius
If it is not right, do not do it, if it is not true, do not say it.
Marcus Aurelius
Saturday, November 19, 2022
To laugh often and much;
To win the respect of intelligent
people and the affection of children;
To earn the appreciation of honest
Critics and endure the betrayal of false friends;
To appreciate beauty, to find the best in others;
To leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child,
a garden patch or a redeemed social condition;
To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived.
This is to have succeeded.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Eagle Poem
To pray you open your whole self
To sky, to earth, to sun, to moon
To one whole voice that is you.
And know there is more
That you can’t see, can’t hear;
Can’t know except in moments
Steadily growing, and in languages
That aren’t always sound but other
Circles of motion.
Like eagle that Sunday morning
Over Salt River. Circled in blue sky
In wind, swept our hearts clean
With sacred wings.
We see you, see ourselves and know
That we must take the utmost care
And kindness in all things.
Breathe in, knowing we are made of
All this, and breathe, knowing
We are truly blessed because we
Were born, and die soon within a
True circle of motion,
Like eagle rounding out the morning
Inside us.
We pray that it will be done
In beauty.
In beauty.
Joy Harjo
Harjo, the 23rd Poet Laureate of the United States, is a member of the Mvskoke Nation. She is only the second poet to be appointed a third term as U.S. Poet Laureate.
Friday, November 18, 2022
John Muir on the interconnectedness of all things…
When we try to pick out anything by itself, we find it hitched to everything else in the universe. One fancies a heart like our own must be beating in every crystal and cell, and we feel like stopping to speak to the plants and animals as friendly fellow mountaineers. Nature as a poet, an enthusiastic workingman, becomes more and more visible the farther and higher we go; for the mountains are fountains — beginning places, however related to sources beyond mortal ken. …
One is constantly reminded of the infinite lavishness and fertility of Nature — inexhaustible abundance amid what seems enormous waste. And yet when we look into any of her operations that lie within reach of our minds, we learn that no particle of her material is wasted or worn out. It is eternally flowing from use to use, beauty to yet higher beauty; and we soon cease to lament waste and death, and rather rejoice and exult in the imperishable, unspendable wealth of the universe, and faithfully watch and wait the reappearance of everything that melts and fades and dies about us, feeling sure that its next appearance will be better and more beautiful than the last. …
The scenery of the ocean, however sublime in vast expanse, seems far less beautiful to us dry-shod animals than that of the land seen only in comparatively small patches; but when we contemplate the whole globe as one great dewdrop, striped and dotted with continents and islands, flying through space with other stars all singing and shining together as one, the whole universe appears as an infinite storm of beauty.
John Muir (1838-1914)
WILD GEESE
You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting –
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.
Mary Oliver
WORD OF THE DAY
Parakram
(Sanskrit ) – Strength or courage — the quality associated with a person who faces difficult or challenging situations without fear. A sense of bravery, strength and honor. A person with this quality is called Parakrami.
Thursday, November 17, 2022
Everyone says love hurts, but that is not true. Loneliness hurts. Rejection hurts. Losing someone hurts. Envy hurts. Everyone gets these things confused with love. But in reality, love is the only thing in this world that covers up all pain and makes someone feel wonderful again. Love is the only thing in this world that does not hurt.
Meša Selimović (1910-1982), Yugoslav writer and prominent literary figure
This poem was written by a graduate student in the Johns Hopkins University Public Health Program describing his experiences practicing TM
There’s a place I go to every day
Down, down, into the deep.
A warm meadow sunshine,
Deep ocean blue.
Calm. Still. Different from sleep.
There’s a place I return to every day
Thoughts cross, memories fade.
I know who I am, but not where this is.
A blank space, release from the world.
Wednesday, November 16, 2022
This is a poem for someone
who is juggling her life.
Be still sometimes.
Be still sometimes.
It needs repeating
over and over
to catch her attention
over and over,
as someone who is juggling her life
finds it difficult to hear.
Be still sometimes.
Be still sometimes.
Let it all fall sometimes.
Rose Cook
Earth Verse
Wide enough to keep you looking
Open enough to keep you moving
Dry enough to keep you honest
Prickly enough to make you tough
Green enough to go on living
Old enough to give you dreams
Gary Snyder, American a poet, essayist, lecturer, and a winner of a Pulitzer Prize for Poetry and the American Book Award. Born in 1930.
Tuesday, November 15, 2022
If you are on a road to nowhere – find another road.
Proverb from Ghana
If I keep a green bough in my heart
the singing bird will come.
Chinese proverb
Our lives begin to end the day we become silent about things that matter.
Martin Luther King Jr.
Everything that irritates us about others can lead us to an understanding of ourselves.
Carl Jung
Monday, November 14, 2022
Poetry by Danna Faulds
Danna Faulds is an American poet and author of seven books of poetry who credits the practice of meditation with giving her reliable access to a vivid inner life and creative voice.
Self-Observation Without Judgment
Release the harsh and pointed inner
voice. it’s just a throwback to the past,
and holds no truth about this moment.
Let go of self-judgment, the old,
learned ways of beating yourself up
for each imagined inadequacy.
Allow the dialogue within the mind
to grow friendlier, and quiet. Shift
out of inner criticism and life
suddenly looks very different.
i can say this only because I make
the choice a hundred times a day to
release the voice that refuses to
acknowledge the real me.
What’s needed here isn’t
more prodding toward perfection, but
intimacy – seeing clearly, and
embracing what I see.
Love, not judgment, sows the
seeds of tranquility and change.
Danna Faulds
Walk Slowly
It only takes a reminder to breathe,
a moment to be still, and just like that,
something in me settles, softens, makes
space for imperfection. The harsh voice
of judgment drops to a whisper and I
remember again that life isn’t a relay
race; that we will all cross the finish
line; that waking up to life is what we
were born for. As many times as I
forget, catch myself charging forward
without even knowing where I’m going,
that many times I can make the choice
to stop, to breathe, and be, and walk
slowly into the mystery.
Danna Faulds
Who You Are
Who you are is so much more than what you do. The essence, shining through the heart, soul, and center, the bare and bold truth of you are does not lie in your to-do list. You are not just at the surface of your skin, not just the impulse to arrange the muscles of your face into a smile or a frown, not just boundless energy, or bone wearying fatigue. Delve deeper. You are divinity; the vast and open sky of spirit. It’s the light of God, the ember at your core, the passion and the presence, the timeless, deathless essence of you that reaches out and touches me. Who you are transcends fear and turns suffering into liberation. Who you are is love.
Danna Faulds
Allow
There is no controlling life.
Try corralling a lightning bolt,
containing a tornado. Dam a
stream and it will create a new
channel. Resist, and the tide
will sweep you off your feet.
Allow, and grace will carry
you to higher ground. The only
safety lies in letting it all in –
the wild and the weak; fear,
fantasies, failures and success.
When loss rips off the doors of
the heart, or sadness veils your
vision with despair, practice
becomes simply bearing the truth.
In the choice to let go of your
known way of being, the whole
world is revealed to your new eyes.
Danna Faulds
The Questions I Ask Myself When I Think No One is Looking
When I wake up in the morning, and I’m the only one
awake, I often ask myself, “How am I?
Am I tired, am I happy, am I excited?”
On this morning, I ask the air –
“Who am I?”
Am I the four-year-old who wails
to Dr. Gilner in the middle of the night,
as he leaves with Stevie, my baby brother,
“Please bring him back”?
Am I the six-year-old who buys the five
cent pack of seeds and dreams of
them growing into pink zinnia cupcakes?
Am I the adolescent who goes to my concrete
backyard with a metal folding chair
to read the “Happy Hollisters”, hoping
this book will make me happy?
Am I the young woman giving birth
for the first time, in more pain
than I’ve ever known on this earth,
and totally present, totally alive?
I don’t remember – so much –
I don’t remember how things tasted –
The meatballs that Jennifer’s grandma made.
I know I loved them.
But how did they taste?
Am I the me who tasted them?
What I do know –
I know I’m not you.
I know that this body did not exist then,
as the cells keep changing.
Something doesn’t change.
Something doesn’t, change.
Something, doesn’t change.
I am that part that doesn’t change.
Emily Lewis Penn
Sunday, November 13, 2022
I get up every morning determined to both change the world and have a hell of a good time. Sometimes this makes planning my day difficult.
E.B. White
Blessed is he who has learned
to admire but not envy,
to follow but not imitate,
to praise but not flatter, and
to lead but not manipulate.
William Arthur Ward
Saturday, November 12, 2022
26 Things You Can Control
Your beliefs
Your attitude
Your thoughts
Your perspective
How honest you are
Who your friends are
What books you read
How often you exercise
The type of food you eat
How many risks you take
How you interpret the situation
How kind you are to others
How kind you are to yourself
How often you say “I love you”
How often you say “thank you”
How you express your feelings
Whether or not you ask for help
How often you practice gratitude
How many times you smiled today
The amount of effort you put forth
How you spend / invest your money
How much time you spend worrying
How often you think about your past
Whether or not you judge other people
Whether or not you try again after a setback
How much you appreciate the things you have
Caleb LP Gunner
An aging master grew tired of the apprentice’s complaints. One morning, he sent him to get some salt. When the apprentice returned, the master told the apprentice to mix a handful of salt in a glass of water and then drink it.
“How does it taste?” the master asked.
“Bitter,” said the apprentice.
The master chuckled and then asked the apprentice to take the same handful of salt and put it in the lake. The two walked in silence to the nearby lake and once the apprentice swirled the handful of salt in the water, the master said, “Now drink from the lake.”
As the water dripped down the young apprentice’s chin, the master asked, “How does it taste?”
“Fresh,” remarked the apprentice.
“Do you taste the salt?” asked the master.
“No,” said the apprentice. At this the master sat beside this serious young apprentice, and explained softly,
“The pain of life is pure salt; no more, no less. The amount of pain in life remains exactly the same. However, the amount of bitterness we taste depends on the container we put the pain in. So, when you are in pain, the only thing you can do is to enlarge your sense of things. Stop being a glass. Become a lake.”
Friday, November 11, 2022
Formula for unhappiness:
Ignore what you have and long for what you do not.
Chinmaya Mission
In the solitude of my inner silence I have found the paradise of unending joy.
Yogananda
Invictus
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.
William Ernest Henley
Thursday, November 10, 2022
For when you are feeling lonely or alone…
HONOR THE ROOTS
Remember the body
of your community
breathe in the people
who sewed you whole
it is you who became yourself
but those before you
are a part of your fabric
Rupi Kaur
WHAT ARE HEAVY?
What are heavy? Sea-sand and sorrow;
What are brief? Today and tomorrow;
What are frail? Spring blossoms and youth;
What are deep? The ocean and truth.
Christina Rossetti (1830-1894), English writer of romantic, devotional and children’s poems
Wednesday, November 9, 2022
Go into this week
with the attitude that
your peace,
your health of mind,
and your heart
mean more than
getting everything else done.
That your smile matters,
That feeling rested matters.
That holding the hand
of your loved ones matter.
So pause lots,
function at a pace
that doesn’t pull you apart.
Honour the things that
make you feel good inside,
the things that make you feel alive.
Give time to those things this week.
Make time the gift it is,
by giving it to what really matters to you.
S.C. Lourie of Butterflies and Pebbles
If I can stop one heart from breaking,
I shall not live in vain;
If I can ease one life the aching,
Or cool one pain,
Or help one fainting robin
Unto his nest again,
I shall not live in vain.
Emily Dickinson
Tuesday, November 8, 2022
It’s the action, not the fruit of the action, that’s important. You have to do the right thing. It may not be in your power, may not be in your time, that there’ll be any fruit. But that doesn’t mean you stop doing the right thing. You may never know what results come from your action. But if you do nothing, there will be no result.
Mahatma Gandhi
Thousands of candles can be lighted from a single candle, and the life of the candle will not be shortened. Happiness never decreases by being shared.
Buddha
Happiness is not a matter of intensity but of balance and order and rhythm and harmony.
Thomas Merton
The music is not in the notes, but in the silence between.
Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
Monday, November 7, 2022
Still Water
We can make our minds so like still water that beings gather about us, that they may see, it may be, their own images, and so live for a moment with a clearer, perhaps even with a fiercer life because of our quiet.
W.B. Yeats
When you are in doubt, be still, and wait;
When doubt no longer exists for you, then go forward with courage.
So long as mists envelop you, be still;
Be still until the sunlight pours through and dispels the mists, as it surely will.
Then act with courage.
Chief White Eagle of the Ponca tribe (1825-1914).
The Ponca are a small tribe living in the Midwestern part of the United States and are linguistically related to the Sioux.
Sunday, November 6, 2022
Sunday Evening
Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high;
Where knowledge is free;
Where the world has not been broken up into fragments by narrow domestic walls;
Where words come out from the depth of truth;
Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection;
Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way into the dreary desert sand of dead habit;
Where the mind is led forward by thee into ever-widening thought and action
Into that heaven of freedom, my Lord, let my country awake.”
Rabindranath Tagore (1861-1941), Nobel Laureate in Literature
The Hippo
The hippo floats in swamp serene,
some emerged, but most unseen.
Seeing all and only blinking,
Who knows what this beast is thinking.
Gliding, and of judgment clear,
Letting go and being here.
Seeing all, both guilt and glory,
Only noting. But that’s MY story.
I sit here hippo-like and breathe,
While inside I storm and seethe.
Would that I were half equanimous
As that placid hippopotamus.
Steven Hickman
Saturday, November 5, 2022
THE JOURNEY
One day you finally knew
what you had to do, and began,
though the voices around you
kept shouting
their bad advice –
though the whole house
began to tremble
and you felt the old tug
at your ankles.
“Mend my life!”
each voice cried.
But you didn’t stop.
You knew what you had to do,
though the wind pried
with its stiff fingers
at the very foundations,
though their melancholy
was terrible.
It was already late
enough, and a wild night,
and the road full of fallen
branches and stones.
But little by little,
as you left their voices behind,
the stars began to burn
through the sheets of clouds,
and there was a new voice
which you slowly
recognized as your own,
that kept you company
as you strode deeper and deeper
into the world,
determined to do
the only thing you could do –
determined to save
the only life you could save.
Mary Oliver
Learning
I’m learning to say thank you.
And I’m learning to say please.
And I’m learning to use Kleenex,
Not my sweater, when I sneeze.
And I’m learning not to dribble.
And I’m learning not to slurp.
And I’m learning (though it sometimes really hurts me)
Not to burp.
And I’m learning to chew softer
When I eat corn on the cob.
And I’m learning that it’s much
Much easier to be a slob.
Judith Viorst, American writer, newspaper journalist, and psychoanalysis researcher. She is known for her humorous observational poetry and for her children’s literature.
Friday, November 4, 2022
For age is opportunity no less
Than youth itself, though in another dress,
And as the evening twilight fades away
The sky is filled with stars, invisible by day.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don’t matter and those who matter don’t mind.
Dr. Seuss
Confidence comes not from always being right but from not fearing to be wrong.
Peter T. McIntyre (1910-1995), prominent New Zealand painter and author
Thursday, November 3, 2022
Don’t walk in front of me; I may not follow. Don’t walk behind me; I may not lead. Just walk beside me and be my friend.
Albert Camus
I would rather walk with a friend in the dark, than alone in the light.
Helen Keller
US TWO
Wherever I am, there’s always Pooh,
There’s always Pooh and Me.
Whatever I do, he wants to do,
“Where are you going today?” says Pooh:
“Well, that’s very odd ‘cos I was too.
Let’s go together,” says Pooh, says he.
“Let’s go together,” says Pooh.
“What’s twice eleven?” I said to Pooh.
(“Twice what?” said Pooh to Me.)
“I think it ought to be twenty-two.”
“Just what I think myself,” said Pooh.
“It wasn’t an easy sum to do,
But that’s what it is,” said Pooh, said he.
“That’s what it is,” said Pooh.
“Let’s look for dragons,” I said to Pooh.
“Yes, let’s,” said Pooh to Me.
We crossed the river and found a few-
“Yes, those are dragons all right,” said Pooh.
“As soon as I saw their beaks I knew.
That’s what they are,” said Pooh, said he.
“That’s what they are,” said Pooh.
“Let’s frighten the dragons,” I said to Pooh.
“That’s right,” said Pooh to Me.
“I’m not afraid,” I said to Pooh,
And I held his paw and I shouted “Shoo!
Silly old dragons!”- and off they flew.
“I wasn’t afraid,” said Pooh, said he,
“I’m never afraid with you.”
So wherever I am, there’s always Pooh,
There’s always Pooh and Me.
“What would I do?” I said to Pooh,
“If it wasn’t for you,” and Pooh said: “True,
It isn’t much fun for One, but Two,
Can stick together, says Pooh, says he.
“That’s how it is,” says Pooh.
AA Milne
There is always something to do. There are hungry people to feed, naked people to clothe, sick people to comfort and make well. And while I don’t expect you to save the world, I do think it’s not asking too much for you to love those with whom you sleep, share the happiness of those whom you call friend, engage those among you who are visionary, and remove from your life those who offer you depression, despair, and disrespect.
Nikki Giovanni, Jr., American poet, writer, commentator, activist, educator, and one of the world’s most well-known African-American poets
Monday, September 19, 2022
On Healing
Everything pleasing in Nature has healing power. If a child is hurt, healing power is on the lap of mother. A good, pleasing movie is healing when one is fatigued. Everything charming in Nature has healing power. But Transcendental Meditation has the greatest healing power because it heals the mind, the body, and the soul all at once. All life must be healed, not just a part. All life must be soothed, must be harmonious.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
Tuesday, September 20, 2022
We spend precious hours fearing the inevitable. It would be wise to use that time adoring our families, cherishing our friends, and living our lives.
Maya Angelou
Monday, September 19, 2022
If I Can Stop One Heart From Breaking
If I can stop one heart from breaking,
I shall not live in vain;
If I can ease one life the aching,
Or cool one pain,
Or help one fainting robin
Unto his nest again,
I shall not live in vain.
Emily Dickenson
Monday, September 19, 2022
Listen to the MUSTN’TS
Listen to the MUSTN’TS, child,
Listen to the DON’TS
Listen to the SHOULDN’TS
The IMPOSSIBLES, the WONT’S
Listen to the NEVER HAVES
Then listen close to me-
Anything can happen, child,
ANYTHING can be.
Shel Silverstein
Sunday, September 18, 2022
Love after Love
The time will come
When with elation,
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door in your own mirror,
and each will smile at the other’s welcome,
and say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you
all your life, whom you have ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,
the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.
Derek Walcott
Sunday, September 18, 2022
If you feel like you’re
losing everything,
remember that trees
lose their leaves every
year and still stand tall
waiting for better
days to come.
Anon
Saturday, September 17, 2022
It’s the job that’s never started that takes the longest to finish.
JRR Tolkien
If I don’t have red…I use blue.
Pablo Picasso
Saturday, September 17, 2022
When diet is wrong, medicine is of no use. When diet is correct, medicine is of no need.
Ayurvedic Proverb
Let food be thy medicine, thy medicine shall be thy food.
Hippocrates, Ancient Greek physician
Came from a plant, eat it; was made in a plant, don’t.
Michael Pollan, author and journalist
Friday, September 16, 2022
For age is opportunity no less
Than youth itself, though in another dress,
And as the evening twilight fades away
The sky is filled with stars, invisible by day.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
The old believe everything, the middle-aged suspect everything, the young know everything.
Oscar Wilde
Friday, September 16, 2022
To laugh is to risk appearing a fool,
To weep is to risk appearing sentimental.
To reach out to another is to risk involvement,
To expose feelings is to risk exposing your true self.
To place your ideas and dreams before a crowd is to risk their loss
To love is to risk not being loved in return,
To hope is to risk despair,
To try is to risk failure.
But risks must be taken because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing. The person who risks nothing, does nothing, has nothing, is nothing. He may avoid suffering and sorrow, But he cannot learn, feel, change, grow or live. Chained by his servitude he is a slave who has forfeited all freedom. Only a person who risks is free.
William Ward
Thursday, September 15, 2022
Four Keys to Happiness
Friendship towards the joyful.
Compassion towards the suffering.
Happiness towards the pure.
Undisturbed towards the impure.
Upanishads
Thursday, September 15, 2022
So plant your own garden
and decorate your own soul,
instead of waiting for someone
to bring you flowers.
Jose Luis Borges
Borges, 1899-1986, was an Argentine short-story writer, essayist, poet, and translator, as well as a key figure in Spanish-language and international literature.
Wednesday, September 14, 2022
The glory of friendship is not the outstretched hand, nor the kindly smile nor the joy of companionship; it is the spiritual inspiration that comes to one when he discovers that someone else believes in him and is willing to trust him.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Let us be grateful to people who make us happy, they are the charming gardeners who make our souls blossom.
Marcel Proust
To the world you may be just one person, but to one person you may be the world.
Brandi Snyder
Wednesday, September 14, 2022
The Patience Of Ordinary Things
It is a kind of love, is it not?
How the cup holds the tea,
How the chair stands sturdy and foursquare,
How the floor receives the bottoms of shoes
Or toes. How soles of feet know
Where they’re supposed to be.
I’ve been thinking about the patience
Of ordinary things, how clothes
Wait respectfully in closets
And soap dries quietly in the dish,
And towels drink the wet
From the skin of the back.
And the lovely repetition of stairs.
And what is more generous than a window?
Pat Schneider
Pat Schneider was born in rural Missouri in 1934 and is the author of nine books of poetry.
Tuesday, September 13, 2022
There is in the blind as well as in those who see an “Absolute” which gives truth to what we know to be true, order to what is orderly, beauty to the beautiful, touchableness to what is tangible. Reality, of which visible things are the outward symbol, shines before my mind, While I walk about my chamber with unsteady steps, my spirit sweeps skyward on eagle wings and looks out with unquenchable vision upon the world of eternal beauty.
Helen Keller
Tuesday, September 13, 2022
“Certain things catch your eye, but pursue only those that capture the heart.”
Indian Proverb
“A wise man changes his mind, a fool never will.”
Spanish Proverb
Monday, September 12, 2022
I Am In Need Of Music
I am in need of music that would flow
Over my fretful, feeling fingertips,
Over my bitter-tainted, trembling lips,
With melody, deep, clear, and liquid-slow.
Oh, for the healing swaying, old and low,
Of some song sung to rest the tired dead,
A song to fall like water on my head,
And over quivering limbs, dream flushed to glow!
There is a magic made by melody:
A spell of rest, and quiet breath, and cool
Heart, that sinks through fading colors deep
To the subaqueous stillness of the sea,
And floats forever in a moon-green pool,
Held in the arms of rhythm and of sleep.
Elizabeth Bishop
This sonnet by one of the twentieth century’s greatest American poets reflects on the ‘magic made by melody’, the healing power that music has over our emotions. The imagery in the sonnet’s closing sestet is like a visual description of the sensual power of music, which at its best seems to transcend the traditional senses.
Monday, September 12, 2022
This Is the Time to Be Slow
This is the time to be slow
Lie low to the wall
Until the bitter weather passes
Try, as best you can, not to let
The wire brush of doubt
Scrape from your heart
All sense of yourself
And your hesitant light.
If you remain generous,
Time will come good;
And you will find your feet
Again on fresh pastures of promise,
Where the air will be kind
And blushed with beginning.
John O’Donohue
Sunday, September 11, 2022
WORDS OF THE DAY
Widdershins: Another way to say something is moving counter-clockwise or something is moving in the wrong direction.
Pandiculation: What happens when you wake up in the morning and stretch. As you stretch, your muscles might go rigid for a short time.
Abibliophopia: Refers to someone who has the fear of running out of things to read.
Saturday, September 10, 2022
Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities no doubt crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day. You shall begin it serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Friday, September 10, 2022
“Do the best you can until you know better. Then when you know better, do better.”
“People will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.”
“Hate, it has caused a lot of problems in the world, but has not solved one yet.”
Maya Angelou
Thursday, September 9, 2022
“Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.”
All’s Well That Ends Well, 1:2
“Love sought is good, but given unsought is better.”
Twelfth Night, 3:1
“It’s not enough to speak, but to speak true.”
“A Midsummer Night’s Dream,’ 5:1
Thursday, September 9, 2022
So Much Happiness
It is difficult to know what to do with so much happiness.
With sadness there is something to rub against,
a wound to tend with lotion and cloth.
When the world falls in around you, you have pieces to pick up,
something to hold in your hands, like ticket stubs or change.
But happiness floats.
It doesn’t need you to hold it down.
It doesn’t need anything.
Happiness lands on the roof of the next house, singing,
and disappears when it wants to.
You are happy either way.
Even the fact that you once lived in a peaceful tree house
and now live over a quarry of noise and dust
cannot make you unhappy.
Everything has a life of its own,
it too could wake up filled with possibilities
of coffee cake and ripe peaches,
and love even the floor which needs to be swept,
the soiled linens and scratched records . . .
Since there is no place large enough
to contain so much happiness,
you shrug, you raise your hands, and it flows out of you
into everything you touch. You are not responsible.
You take no credit, as the night sky takes no credit
for the moon, but continues to hold it, and share it,
and in that way, be known.
Naomi Shihab Nye: Naomi is an American poet, editor, songwriter, and novelist. Born to a Palestinian father and an American mother in 1952, she began composing her first poetry at the age of six. In total, she has published or contributed to over 30 volumes of poetry.
Thursday, September 8, 2022
Don’t be Afraid of the Dark
This is a dark time, filled with suffering and uncertainty. Like living cells in a larger body, it is natural that we feel the trauma of our world. So don’t be afraid of the anguish you feel, or the anger or fear, for these responses arise from the depth of your caring and the truth of your interconnectedness with all beings. To “suffer with” is the literal meaning of compassion.
Joanna Rogers Macy
Friday, September 2, 2022
The sun does not shine for a few trees and flowers, but for the wide world’s joy.
Henry Ward Beecher
That’s what I consider true generosity: You give your all and yet you always feel as if it costs you nothing.
Simone de Beauvoir
A journey of a thousand miles begins with a single step.
Lao Tzu
Thursday, September 1, 2022
Teach me to feel another’s woe,
to hide the fault I see,
that mercy I to others show,
that mercy show to me.
Alexander Pope
I have always found that mercy bears richer fruits than strict justice.
Abraham Lincoln
The quality of mercy is not strained.
It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven
Upon the place beneath. It is twice blest:
It blesseth him that gives and him that takes.
‘Tis mightiest in the mightiest; it becomes
The thronèd monarch better than his crown.
His scepter shows the force of temporal power,
The attribute to awe and majesty
Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings;
But mercy is above this sceptered sway.
It is enthronèd in the hearts of kings;
It is an attribute to God Himself;
And earthly power doth then show likest God’s
When mercy seasons justice.
William Shakespeare
(Note: “The quality of mercy” is a speech given by Portia in William Shakespeare’s The Merchant of Venice (Act 4, Scene 1 ). In the speech, Portia, disguised as a lawyer, begs Shylock to show mercy to Antonio. The speech extols the power of mercy, “an attribute to God Himself.” )
September
The golden-rod is yellow;
The corn is turning brown;
The trees in apple orchards
With fruit are bending down.
The gentian’s bluest fringes
Are curling in the sun;
In dusty pods the milkweed
Its hidden silk has spun.
The sedges flaunt their harvest,
In every meadow nook;
And asters by the brook-side
Make asters in the brook.
From dewy lanes at morning
the grapes’ sweet odors rise;
At noon the roads all flutter
With yellow butterflies.
By all these lovely tokens
September days are here,
With summer’s best of weather,
And autumn’s best of cheer.
Helen Hunt Jackson (1830-1865), American poet and writer who became an activist on behalf of improved treatment of Native Americans by the United States government. She described the adverse effects of government actions in her history, A Century of Dishonor.
Wednesday, August 31, 2022
AUTOBIOGRAPHY IN FIVE CHAPTERS
1. I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I fall in.
I am lost… I am hopeless.
It isn’t my fault.
It takes forever to find a way out.
2. I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend I don’t see it.
I fall in again.
I can’t believe I’m in the same place.
But it isn’t my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.
3. I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I see it is there.
I still fall in… It’s a habit.
My eyes are open.
I know where I am.
It is my fault.
I get out immediately.
4. I walk down the same street
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I walk around it.
5. I walk down another street.
Portia Nelson
Enough
Enough. These few words are enough.
If not these words, this breath.
If not this breath, this sitting here.
This opening to the life
we have refused
again and again
until now.
Until now.
David Whyte
Tuesday, August 30, 2022
You can’t go back and change the beginning, but you can start where you are and change the ending.
C. S. Lewis
The Room of Ancient Keys
My grandmother once gave me a tip:
In difficult times, you move forward in small steps.
Do what you have to do, but little by little.
Don’t think about the future, or what may happen tomorrow.
Wash the dishes.
Remove the dust.
Write a letter.
Make a soup.
You see?
You are advancing step by step.
Take a step and stop.
Rest a little.
Praise yourself.
Take another step.
Then another.
You won’t notice, but your steps will grow more and more.
And the time will come when you can think about the future without crying.
Elena Mikhalkova
MEDITATION
Don’t meditate to fix yourself, to improve yourself, to redeem yourself; rather, do it as an act of love, of deep warm friendship to yourself. In this way there is no longer any need for the subtle aggression of self-improvement, for the endless guilt of not doing enough. It offers the possibility of an end to the ceaseless round of trying so hard that wraps so many people’s lives in a knot. Instead there is now meditation as an act of love. How endlessly delightful and encouraging.
Bob Sharples
Monday, August 29, 2022
A List of Praises
Give praise with psalms that tell the trees to sing,
Give praise with Gospel choirs in storefront churches,
Mad with the joy of the Sabbath,
Give praise with the babble of infants, who wake with the sun,
Give praise with children chanting their skip-rope rhymes,
A poetry not in books, a vagrant mischievous poetry
living wild on the Streets through generations of children.
Give praise with the sound of the milk-train far away
With its mutter of wheels and long-drawn-out sweet whistle
As it speeds through the fields of sleep at three in the morning,
Give praise with the immense and peaceful sigh
Of the wind in the pinewoods,
At night give praise with starry silences.
Give praise with the skirling of seagulls
And the rattle and flap of sails
And gongs of buoys rocked by the sea-swell
Out in the shipping-lanes beyond the harbor.
Give praise with the humpback whales,
Huge in the ocean they sing to one another.
Give praise with the rasp and sizzle of crickets, katydids and cicadas,
Give praise with hum of bees,
Give praise with the little peepers who live near water.
When they fill the marsh with a shimmer of bell-like cries
We know that the winter is over.
Give praise with mockingbirds, day’s nightingales.
Hour by hour they sing in the crepe myrtle
And glossy tulip trees
On quiet side streets in southern towns.
Give praise with the rippling speech
Of the eider-duck and her ducklings
As they paddle their way downstream
In the red-gold morning
On Restiguche, their cold river,
Salmon river,
Wilderness river.
Give praise with the whitethroat sparrow.
Far, far from the cities,
Far even from the towns,
With piercing innocence
He sings in the spruce-tree tops,
Always four notes
And four notes only.
Give praise with water,
With storms of rain and thunder
And the small rains that sparkle as they dry,
And the faint floating ocean roar
That fills the seaside villages,
And the clear brooks that travel down the mountains
And with this poem, a leaf on the vast flood,
And with the angels in that other country.
Anne Porter (1911 to 2011)
WORDS OF THE DAY
Abibliophobia
This refers to someone who has a real and profound phobia of running out of reading material.
Flibbertigibbet
This refers to someone who is silly and who talks incessantly. The first known usage of this word is the 15th century and used to be spelled flepergebet. This word also refers to a person who is flighty.
Smellfungus
(plural: smellfunguses or smellfungi—not kidding! ) This refers to someone who is a faultfinder, complainer, or a grumbler.
Sunday, August 28, 2022
There’s a door in every home, wherever we are. We can go in and out of it without fear or taking extra precautions; we can travel, visit our loved ones, and meet innumerable new people. Opening it requires only the willpower to take a moment of complete silence and ask ourselves what is really important, and what isn’t. The key to this other door can be found at the crossroads of the head and the heart: if you want to find it, you will. There is a home within each of us that is like no other, beautiful and welcoming, full of sunlight, with a blooming garden, a doorway to the world and a balcony that looks over an infinite universe. A home made up of wonder, the desire to share, love, and the certainty that this whole earthly realm is one big family. Let’s use this obligatory stay at home to seek it out, to discover the immeasurable beauty of what we hold inside and everything that we are.
Andrea Angel Bocelli, OMRI OMDSM
(Note: Bocelli is an Italian opera singer, songwriter, and record producer. Celine Dion has said, ”If God would have a singing voice, he must sound a lot like Andrea Bocelli.” Andrea was born with poor eyesight and became completely blind at age 12, following a football accident. )
WORDS OF THE DAY
Ruhe
(German ) – Peace and quiet, when nothing around you bothers you and you feel calm and good.
Bhava
(Sanskrit ) – When you’re in a mental state of bliss or peace, a oneness that seeps into you.
Uitbuiken
(Dutch )- Literally translates as “outbellying”—to relax, satiated, between courses or after a meal.
Saturday, August 27, 2022
The Fountain
Into the sunshine,
Full of the light,
Leaping and flashing,
From morn till night!
Into the moonlight,
Whiter than snow,
Waving so flower-like
When the winds blow!
Into the starlight,
Rushing in spray,
Happy at midnight,
Happy by day!
Ever in motion,
Blithesome and cheery,
Still climbing heavenward,
Never aweary;
Glad of all weathers,
Still seeming best,
Upward or downward,
Motion, thy rest;
Full of a nature
Nothing can tame,
Changed every moment,
Ever the same;
Ceaseless aspiring,
Ceaseless content,
Darkness or sunshine
Thy element;
Glorious fountain!
Let my heart be
Fresh, changeful, constant,
Upward like thee!
James Russell Lowell, one of the most noted of American poets; also well known as an essayist and lecturer. He was born at Cambridge, Mass., in 1819, and died there in 1891.
Finding My Fortitude
I am finding my fortitude,
embracing my strength,
though no one but me
might notice the change.
Maybe that’s all I have
to say today, no need for
long explanations, just
finding my fortitude,
embracing my strength.
I would never have described
myself as courageous,
but it takes a certain something
to face adversity and not run
the other way. I am standing
my ground with as much
love as I can muster.
Danna Faulds
Friday, August 26, 2022
Lost Dog
It’s just getting dark, fog drifting in,
damp grasses fragrant with anise and mint,
and though I call his name
until my voice cracks,
there’s no faint tinkling
of tag against collar, no sleek
black silhouette with tall ears rushing
toward me through the wild radish.
As it turns out, he’s trotted home,
tracing the route of his trusty urine.
Now he sprawls on the deep red rug, not dead,
not stolen by a car on West Cliff Drive.
Every time I look at him, the wide head
resting on outstretched paws,
joy does another lap around the racetrack
of my heart. Even in sleep
when I turn over to ease my bad hip,
I’m suffused with contentment.
If I could lose him like this every day
I’d be the happiest woman alive.
Ellen Bass
Dawn Revisited
Imagine you wake up
with a second chance: The blue jay
hawks his pretty wares
and the oak still stands, spreading
glorious shade. If you don’t look back,
the future never happens.
How good to rise in sunlight,
in the prodigal smell of biscuits –
eggs and sausage on the grill.
The whole sky is yours
to write on, blown open
to a blank page. Come on,
shake a leg! You’ll never know
who’s down there, frying those eggs,
if you don’t get up and see.
Rita Dove
Thursday, August 25, 2022
The Mountain Poem
If the mountain seems too big today then climb a hill instead
if the morning brings you sadness it’s okay to stay in bed
if the day ahead weighs heavy and your plans feel like a curse
there’s no shame in re-arranging don’t make yourself feel worse
if a shower stings like needles and a bath feels like you’ll drown
if you haven’t washed your hair for days don’t throw away your crown
a day is not a lifetime a rest is not defeat
don’t think of it as failure just a quiet kind retreat
it’s okay to take a moment from an anxious fractured mind
the world will not stop turning while you get realigned
the mountain will still be there when you want to try again
so climb it in your own time and love yourself til then.
Laura Ding-Edwards, author and artist, residing in rural Herefordshire. Her poetry book The Mountain was released in October 2019.
Non nobis solum nati sumus.
(Not for ourselves alone are we born. )
Marcus Tullius Cicero (106 BC to 43 BC), Roman lawyer, writer, and orator, famous for his orations on politics and society, as well as serving as a high-ranking consul.
You can clutch the past so tightly to your chest that it leaves your arms too full to embrace the present.
Jan Glidewell
Wednesday, August 24, 2022
I love those who can smile in trouble, who can gather strength from distress, and grow brave by reflection. ‘Tis the business of little minds to shrink, but they whose heart is firm, and whose conscience approves their conduct, will pursue their principles unto death.
Leonardo da Vinci
Life well spent is long.
Leonardo da Vinci
The noblest pleasure is the joy of understanding.
Leonardo da Vinci
If I Were in Charge of the World
If I were in charge of the world
I’d cancel oatmeal,
Monday mornings,
Allergy shots, and also Sara Steinberg.
If I were in charge of the world
There’d be brighter night lights,
Healthier hamsters, and
Basketball baskets forty eight inches lower.
If I were in charge of the world
You wouldn’t have lonely.
You wouldn’t have clean.
You wouldn’t have bedtimes.
Or ‘Don’t punch your sister.’
You wouldn’t even have sisters.
If I were in charge of the world
A chocolate sundae with whipped cream and nuts would be a vegetable
All 007 movies would be G,
And a person who sometimes forgot to brush,
And sometimes forgot to flush,
Would still be allowed to be
In charge of the world.
Judith Viorst, American writer, newspaper journalist, and psychoanalysis researcher. Judith is known for her humorous observational poetry and for her children’s literature.
Tuesday, August 23, 2022
Most people in your life were only meant for dreams, and summer laughter. They stay till the wind changes, the tides turn, or disappear with the first snow. And then there are some that were forged to weather blizzards and pain with you. They were cast in iron, set in gold and never ever leave you to face anything alone. Know who those people are. And love them the way they deserve. Not everyone in your life is temporary. A few are as permanent as love is old.
Nikita Gill, Temporary and Permanent
On the Beach at Night Alone
On the beach at night alone,
As the old mother sways her to and fro singing her husky song,
As I watch the bright stars shining, I think a thought of the clef of the universes and of the future.
A vast similitude interlocks all,
All spheres, grown, ungrown, small, large, suns, moons, planets,
All distances of place however wide,
All distances of time, all inanimate forms,
All souls, all living bodies though they be ever so different, or in different worlds,
All gaseous, watery, vegetable, mineral processes, the fishes, the brutes,
All nations, colors, barbarisms, civilizations, languages,
All identities that have existed or may exist on this globe, or any globe,
All lives and deaths, all of the past, present, future,
This vast similitude spans them, and always has spann’d,
And shall forever span them and compactly hold and enclose them.
Walt Whitman
Monday, August 22, 2022
Desiderata
Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even the dull and the ignorant; they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexations to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain and bitter; for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.
Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time. Exercise caution in your business affairs; for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals; and everywhere life is full of heroism.
Be yourself. Especially, do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is as perennial as the grass.
Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself.
You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.
Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be, and whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.
With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.
Max Ehrmann
Morning Prayer
Now another day is breaking,
Sleep was sweet and so is waking.
Dear Lord, I promised you last night
Never again to sulk or fight.
Such vows are easier to keep
When a child is sound asleep.
Today, O Lord, for your dear sake,
I’ll try to keep them when awake.
Ogden Nash
We have thousands of opportunities every day to be grateful: for having good weather, to have slept well last night, to be able to get up, to be healthy, to have enough to eat. There’s opportunity upon opportunity to be grateful—that’s what life is.
David Steindl-Rast, American Benedictine Monk
Sunday, August 21, 2022
Every poem is a momentary stay against the confusion of the world.
Robert Frost
On Aging
When you see me sitting quietly,
Like a sack left on the shelf,
Don’t think I need your chattering.
I’m listening to myself.
Hold! Stop! Don’t pity me!
Hold! Stop your sympathy!
Understanding if you got it,
Otherwise I’ll do without it!
When my bones are stiff and aching,
And my feet won’t climb the stair,
I will only ask one favor:
Don’t bring me no rocking chair.
When you see me walking, stumbling,
Don’t study and get it wrong.
‘Cause tired don’t mean lazy
And every goodbye ain’t gone.
I’m the same person I was back then,
A little less hair, a little less chin,
A lot less lungs and much less wind.
But ain’t I lucky I can still breathe in.
Maya Angelou
The Word
Down near the bottom
of the crossed-out list
of things you have to do today,
between “green thread”
and “broccoli,” you find
that you have penciled “sunlight.”
Resting on the page, the word
is beautiful. It touches you
as if you had a friend
and sunlight were a present
he had sent from someplace distant
as this morning—to cheer you up,
and to remind you that,
among your duties, pleasure
is a thing
that also needs accomplishing.
Do you remember?
that time and light are kinds
of love, and love
is no less practical
than a coffee grinder
or a safe spare tire?
Tomorrow you may be utterly
without a clue,
but today you get a telegram
from the heart in exile,
proclaiming that the kingdom
still exists,
the king and queen alive,
still speaking to their children,
—to any one among them
who can find the time
to sit out in the sun and listen.
Tony Hoagland
Saturday, August 20, 2022
Messenger
My work is loving the world.
Here the sunflowers, there the hummingbird—
equal seekers of sweetness.
Here the quickening yeast; there the blue plums.
Here the clam deep in the speckled sand.
Are my boots old? Is my coat torn?
Am I no longer young, and still not half-perfect? Let me
keep my mind on what matters,
which is my work,
which is mostly standing still and learning to be
astonished.
The phoebe, the delphinium.
The sheep in the pasture, and the pasture.
Which is mostly rejoicing, since all the ingredients are here,
which is gratitude, to be given a mind and a heart
and these body-clothes,
a mouth with which to give shouts of joy
to the moth and the wren, to the sleepy dug-up clam,
telling them all, over and over, how it is
that we live forever.
Mary Oliver
WORDS OF THE DAY
Aspaldiko
(Basque ) – Translates as “long ago” and is used to describe the euphoria and happiness felt when catching up with someone you haven’t seen in a long time.
Mít kliku
(Czech ) – Translates as “to have a door handle” and is used to mean “to have luck on your side or be lucky enough to achieve something.”
BLEEZER’S ICE CREAM
I am Ebenezer Bleezer,
I run BLEEZER’S ICE CREAM STORE,
there are flavors in my freezer
you have never seen before,
twenty-eight divine creations
too delicious to resist,
why not do yourself a favor,
try the flavors on my list:
COCOA MOCHA MACARONI
TAPIOCA SMOKED BALONEY
CHECKERBERRY CHEDDAR CHEW
CHICKEN CHERRY HONEYDEW
TUTTI-FRUTTI STEWED TOMATO
TUNA TACO BAKED POTATO
LOBSTER LITCHI LIMA BEAN
MOZZARELLA MANGOSTEEN
ALMOND HAM MERINGUE SALAMI
YAM ANCHOVY PRUNE PASTRAMI
SASSAFRAS SOUVLAKI HASH
SUKIYAKI SUCCOTASH
BUTTER BRICKLE PEPPER PICKLE
POMEGRANATE PUMPERNICKEL
PEACH PIMENTO PIZZA PLUM
PEANUT PUMPKIN BUBBLEGUM
BROCCOLI BANANA BLUSTER
CHOCOLATE CHOP SUEY CLUSTER
AVOCADO BRUSSELS SPROUT
PERIWINKLE SAUERKRAUT
COTTON CANDY CARROT CUSTARD
CAULIFLOWER COLA MUSTARD
ONION DUMPLING DOUBLE DIP
TURNIP TRUFFLE TRIPLE FLIP
GARLIC GUMBO GRAVY GUAVA
LENTIL LEMON LIVER LAVA
ORANGE OLIVE BAGEL BEET
WATERMELON WAFFLE WHEAT
I am Ebenezer Bleezer,
I run BLEEZER’S ICE CREAM STORE,
taste a flavor from my freezer,
you will surely ask for more.
Jack Prelutsky
Friday, August 19, 2022
Quest
My goal out-distances the utmost star,
Yet is encompassed in my inmost Soul;
I am my goal – my quest, to know myself.
To chart and compass this unfathomed sea,
Myself must plumb the boundless universe.
My Soul contains all thought, all mystery,
All wisdom of the Great Infinite Mind:
This is to discover, I must voyage far,
At last to find it in my pulsing heart.
Carrie Williams Clifford (1862-1934)
Human Family
I note the obvious differences
in the human family.
Some of us are serious,
some thrive on comedy.
Some declare their lives are lived
as true profundity,
and others claim they really live
the real reality.
The variety of our skin tones
can confuse, bemuse, delight,
brown and pink and beige and purple,
tan and blue and white.
I’ve sailed upon the seven seas
and stopped in every land,
I’ve seen the wonders of the world
not yet one common man.
I know ten thousand women
called Jane and Mary Jane,
but I’ve not seen any two
who really were the same.
Mirror twins are different
although their features jibe,
and lovers think quite different thoughts
while lying side by side.
We love and lose in China,
we weep on England’s moors,
and laugh and moan in Guinea,
and thrive on Spanish shores.
We seek success in Finland,
are born and die in Maine.
In minor ways we differ,
in major we’re the same.
I note the obvious differences
between each sort and type,
but we are more alike, my friends,
than we are unalike.
We are more alike, my friends,
than we are unalike.
We are more alike, my friends,
than we are unalike.
Maya Angelou
Thursday, August 18, 2022
The Summer Day
Who made the world?
Who made the swan, and the black bear?
Who made the grasshopper?
This grasshopper, I mean—
the one who has flung herself out of the grass,
the one who is eating sugar out of my hand,
who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down—
who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyes.
Now she lifts her pale forearms and thoroughly washes her face.
Now she snaps her wings open, and floats away.
I don’t know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn’t everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?
Mary Oliver
We are not human beings having a spiritual experience. We are spiritual beings having a human experience.
Pierre Teilhard de Chardin
(Note: Pierre Teilhard de Chardin SJ was a French Jesuit priest, scientist, paleontologist, theologian, philosopher and teacher. He was Darwinian in outlook and the author of several influential theological and philosophical books. He took part in the discovery of Peking Man. Born: May 1, 1881, Orcines, France. Died: April 10, 1955, New York, NY )
Take the first step in faith. You don’t have to see the whole staircase, just take the first step.
Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr.
Wedesday, August 17, 2022
No one can see their true reflection in running water.
It is only in still water that we can see.
Taoist proverb
What Makes You Human
Truth be told, and don’t be always telling it,
I don’t really know
What this means, “I’m only human.”
I’ve said it myself.
Is it a kind of shorthand for
“Well, we all make mistakes.”
Then, there’s the poet who asks
you to understand the “human truths”
of our experience.
What does that even mean?
Is he asking, “How are you feeling?”
How are you feeling?
So, you want to be happy.
You don’t want to suffer.
As a baby, when you cried,
Someone changed your diaper.
When you laughed, someone laughed with you.
This much is true, this is all to say
that happiness exists right here,
right now.
Right?
Emily Lewis Penn
ABOUT CROWS
The old crow is getting slow.
The young crow is not.
Of what the young crow does not know
The old crow knows a lot.
At knowing things the old crow
Is still the young crow’s master.
What does the slow old crow not know?
How to go faster.
The young crow flies above, below,
And rings around the slow old crow.
What does the fast young crow not know?
Where to go.
John Ciardi, 1961
TWO KINDS OF INTELLIGENCE
There are two kinds of intelligence: one acquired,
as a child in school memorizes facts and concepts
from books and from what the teacher says,
collecting information from the traditional sciences
as well as from the new sciences.
With such intelligence you rise in the world.
You get ranked ahead or behind others
in regard to your competence in retaining
information. You stroll with this intelligence
in and out of fields of knowledge, getting always more
marks on your preserving tablets.
There is another kind of tablet, one
already completed and preserved inside you.
A spring overflowing its springbox. A freshness
in the center of the chest. This other intelligence
does not turn yellow or stagnate. It’s fluid,
and it doesn’t move from outside to inside
through conduits of plumbing-learning.
This second knowing is a fountainhead
from within you, moving out.
Rumi (1207-1273)
Tuesday, August 16, 2022
“Hope” is the Thing with Feathers
“Hope” is the thing with feathers –
That perches in the soul –
And sings the tune without the words –
And never stops – at all –
And sweetest – in the Gale – is heard –
And sore must be the storm –
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm –
I’ve heard it in the chillest land –
And on the strangest Sea –
Yet – never – in Extremity,
It asked a crumb – of me.
Emily Dickinson
Look Well to This Day
Look to this day,
for it is life – the very life of life.
In its brief course lie all the verities
and realities of your existence:
the bliss of growth,
the glory of action,
the splendor of beauty.
For yesterday is already a dream
and tomorrow is only a vision;
but today, well-lived,
makes every yesterday a dream of happiness
and every tomorrow a vision of hope.
Look well, therefore, to this day.
Such is the salutation of the dawn.
Kālidāsa, a classical Sanskrit scholar, considered one of ancient India’s greatest poets and playwrights. He lived during the 4th and 5th centuries CE.
Monday, August 15, 2022
You have control over action alone, never over its fruits
Bhagavad Gita
“Bob Roth said something before going into a meditation that was a game changer for not only my TM practice but also my life.
On one of Bob’s group meditation calls (which I highly recommend) just before the meditation started he said:
‘Start the meditation without any expectation of any results.’
Hm. That landed on me and left an instant imprint. The idea of meditating and not expecting was an idea the ego did not like. And that’s how I knew it was a good idea.”
Michael Cinquino writes about one of his recent meditation experiences for the TM.org blog. Read his full blog entry here.
The Tables Turned
Up! up! my Friend, and quit your books;
Or surely you’ll grow double:
Up! up! my Friend, and clear your looks;
Why all this toil and trouble?
The sun above the mountain’s head,
A freshening lustre mellow
Through all the long green fields has spread,
His first sweet evening yellow.
Books! ’tis a dull and endless strife:
Come, hear the woodland linnet,
How sweet his music! on my life,
There’s more of wisdom in it.
And hark! how blithe the throstle sings!
He, too, is no mean preacher:
Come forth into the light of things,
Let Nature be your teacher.
She has a world of ready wealth,
Our minds and hearts to bless—
Spontaneous wisdom breathed by health,
Truth breathed by cheerfulness.
One impulse from a vernal wood
May teach you more of man,
Of moral evil and of good,
Than all the sages can.
Sweet is the lore which Nature brings;
Our meddling intellect
Mis-shapes the beauteous forms of things:—
We murder to dissect.
Enough of Science and of Art;
Close up those barren leaves;
Come forth, and bring with you a heart
That watches and receives.
Wiliam Wordsworth
Sunday, August 14, 2022
He who has a why to live can bear almost any how.
Friedrich Nietzsche
One who cannot tolerate small misfortunes can never accomplish great things.
Chinese proverb
If I keep a green bough in my heart the singing bird will come.
Chinese proverb
SHE LET GO
Without a thought or a word, she let go.
She let go of fear.
She let go of judgments.
She let go of the confluence of opinions swarming around her head. She let go of the committee of indecision within her.
She let go of all the ‘right’ reasons. Wholly and completely, without hesitation or worry, she just let go.
She didn’t ask anyone for advice.
She didn’t read a book on how to let go. She just let go. She let go of all the memories that held her back.
She let go of all of the anxiety that kept her from moving forward.
She let go of the planning and all of the calculations about how to do it just right.
She didn’t promise to let go.
She didn’t journal about it. She didn’t write the projected date in her Day-Timer.
She made no public announcement.
She didn’t check the weather report or read her daily horoscope. She just let go.
She didn’t analyze whether she should let go.
She didn’t call her friends to discuss the matter.
She didn’t utter one word. She just let go.
No one was around when it happened. There was no applause or congratulations. No one thanked her or praised her. No one noticed a thing. Like a leaf falling from a tree, she just let go.
There was no effort. There was no struggle.
It wasn’t good. It wasn’t bad. It was what it was, and it is just that. In the space of letting go, she let it all be.
A small smile came over her face. A light breeze blew through her.
And the sun and the moon shone forevermore.
Rev. Safire Rose
Saturday, August 13, 2022
NEW FRIENDS AND OLD FRIENDS
Make new friends, but keep the old;
Those are silver, these are gold.
New-made friendships, like new wine,
Age will mellow and refine.
Friendships that have stood the test-
Time and change—are surely best;
Brow may wrinkle, hair grow gray;
Friendship never knows decay.
For ‘mid old friends, tried and true,
Once more we our youth renew.
But old friends, alas! may die;
New friends must their place supply.
Cherish friendship in your breast-
New is good, but old is best;
Make new friends, but keep the old;
Those are silver, these are gold.
Joseph Parry
Why I Wake Early
Hello, sun in my face.
Hello, you who made the morning
and spread it over the fields
and into the faces of the tulips
and the nodding morning glories,
and into the windows of, even, the
miserable and the crotchety –
best preacher that ever was,
dear star, that just happens
to be where you are in the universe
to keep us from ever-darkness,
to ease us with warm touching,
to hold us in the great hands of light –
good morning, good morning, good morning.
Watch, now, how I start the day
in happiness, in kindness.
Mary Oliver
Friday, August 12, 2022
Lakota Prayer
Wakan Tanka, Great Mystery,
teach me how to trust
my heart,
my mind,
my intuition,
my inner knowing,
the senses of my body,
the blessings of my spirit.
Teach me to trust these things
so that I may enter my Sacred Space
and love beyond my fear,
and thus Walk in Balance
with the passing of each glorious Sun.
Chinook Prayer
May all I say and all I think
be in harmony with Thee,
God within me,
God beyond me,
Maker of the trees.
Heaven is under our feet as well as over our heads.
Henry David Thoreau
Be sure you put your feet in the right place, then stand firm.
Abraham Lincoln
I will not let anyone walk through my mind with their dirty feet.
Mahatma Gandhi
BODY LANGUAGE
Said my feet, “Hey, let’s go dancin’.”
Said my tongue, “Let’s have a snack.”
Said my brain, “Let’s read a good book.”
Said my eyes, “Let’s take a nap.”
Said my legs, “Let’s just go walkin’.”
Said my back, “Let’s take a ride.”
Said my seat, “Well, I’ll just sit right here,
‘Til all of you decide.”
Shel Silverstein
FOOT REPAIR
I walked so much I wore down my feet–
Do you know how weird that feels?
I went to the cobbler. “Aha,” says he,
“You need new soles and heels.”
So he took some tacks
And some thick new skin,
And quick as quick could be,
He stitched and he clipped
And he glued and he snipped,
And he shined ‘em up for me,
But when he said, “Ten dollars, please,”
It almost knocked me flat
“Ten dollars? Just for heels and soles?
I could have bought new feet for that.”
Shel Silverstein
Thursday, August 11, 2022
Trust the wait. Embrace the uncertainty. Enjoy the beauty of becoming. When nothing is certain, anything is possible.
Mandy Hale
Sticking with that uncertainty, getting the knack of relaxing in the midst of chaos, learning not to panic—this is the spiritual path.
Pema Chödrön
Don’t be afraid to take a big step if one is indicated. You can’t cross a chasm in two small steps.
David Lloyd George
There is pleasure in the pathless woods,
There is a rapture on the lonely shore,
There is society where none intrudes,
By the deep Sea, and music in its roar:
I love not Man the less, but Nature more,
From these our interviews, in which I steal
From all I may be, or have been before,
To mingle with the Universe, and feel
What I can ne’er express, yet cannot all conceal.
Lord Byron (1788-1824)
Wednesday, August 10, 2022
Thousands of candles can be lighted from a single candle, and the life of the candle will not be shortened. Happiness never decreases by being shared.
Buddha
One Soul
Release the harsh and pointed inner
voice. it’s just a throwback to the past,
and holds no truth about this moment.
Let go of self-judgment, the old,
learned ways of beating yourself up
for each imagined inadequacy.
Allow the dialogue within the mind
to grow friendlier, and quiet. Shift
out of inner criticism and life
suddenly looks very different.
i can say this only because I make
the choice a hundred times a day to release the voice that refuses to
acknowledge the real me.
What’s needed here isn’t more prodding toward perfection, but
intimacy – seeing clearly, and
embracing what I see.
Love, not judgment, sows the
seeds of tranquility and change.
Donna Faulds
Tuesday, August 9, 2022
Invictus
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.
William Ernest Henley
(Note: Nelson Mandela regularly recited this poem, Invictus, during his 27 years of imprisonment in South Africa. Invictus means “inconquerable” or “undefeated” in Latin. )
Who You Are
Who you are is so much more than what you do. The essence, shining through the heart, soul, and center, the bare and bold truth of you does not lie in your to-do list. You are not just at the surface of your skin, not just the impulse to arrange the muscles of your face into a smile or a frown, not just boundless energy, or bone wearying fatigue. Delve deeper. You are divinity; the vast and open sky of spirit. It’s the light of God, the ember at your core, the passion and the presence, the timeless, deathless essence of you that reaches out and touches me. Who you are transcends fear and turns suffering into liberation. Who you are is love.
Danna Faulds
Monday, August 8, 2022
Never, no, never did Nature say one thing and wisdom say another.
Edmund Burke
Subject and object are only one. The barrier between them cannot be said to have broken down as a result of recent experience in the physical sciences, for this barrier does not exist.
Erwin Schrödinger, a founder of quantum theory
The common division of the subject and object, inner world and outer world, body and soul, is no longer adequate and leads us into difficulties.
Werner Heisenberg, founder of quantum theory and Heisenberg’s Uncertainty Principle
The stuff of the world is mind-stuff.
Sir Arthur Eddington, provided experimental evidence of Einstein’s General Theory of Relativity
Love is wise; hatred is foolish. In this world, which is getting more and more closely interconnected, we have to learn to tolerate each other, we have to learn to put up with the fact that some people say things that we don’t like. We can only live together in that way. But if we are to live together, and not die together, we must learn a kind of charity and a kind of tolerance, which is absolutely vital to the continuation of human life on this planet.
Bertrand Russell
It’s the action, not the fruit of the action, that’s important. You have to do the right thing. It may not be in your power, may not be in your time, that there’ll be any fruit. But that doesn’t mean you stop doing the right thing. You may never know what results come from your action. But if you do nothing, there will be no result.
Mahatma Gandhi
Sunday, August 7, 2022
Science is organized knowledge. Wisdom is organized life.
Immanuel Kant
Patience is the companion of wisdom.
Saint Augustine
It is characteristic of wisdom not to do desperate things.
Henry David Thoreau
When you learn, teach. When you get, give.
Maya Angelou
EMPATHY
Let me
hold the door for you.
I may have
never walked
in your shoes,
but I can see
your soles are worn,
your strength is torn
under the weight of a story
I have never lived before.
Let me hold the door for you.
After all you’ve walked through,
It’s the least I can do.
Morgan Harper Nichols
SUNDAY MORNING POETRY!
DEEP IN OUR REFRIGERATOR
Deep in our refrigerator,
there’s a special place
for food that’s been around awhile…
we keep it, just in case.
‘It’s probably too old to eat,’
my mother likes to say.
‘But I don’t think it’s old enough
for me to throw away.’
It stays there for a month or more
to ripen in the cold,
and soon we notice fuzzy clumps
of multicolored mold.
The clumps are larger every day,
we notice this as well,
but mostly what we notice
is a certain special smell.
When finally it all becomes
a nasty mass of slime,
my mother takes it out, and says,
‘Apparently, it’s time.’
She dumps it in the garbage can,
though not without regret,
then fills the space with other food
that’s not so ancient yet.
Jack Prelutsky
PANCAKE?
Who wants a pancake,
Sweet and piping hot?
Good little Grace looks up and says,
“I’ll take the one on top.”
Who else wants a pancake,
Fresh off the griddle?
Terrible Theresa smiles and says,
“I’ll take the one in the middle.”
Shel Silverstein
SNOWBALL
I made myself a snowball
As perfect as could be.
I thought I’d keep it as a pet
And let it sleep with me.
I made it some pajamas
And a pillow for its head.
Then last night it ran away,
But first—it wet the bed.
Shel Silverstein
UNDERFACE
Underneath my outside face
There’s a face that none can see.
A little less smiley,
A little less sure,
But a whole lot more like me.
Shel Silverstein
HALFWAY DOWN
Halfway down the stairs
is a stair
where i sit.
there isn’t any
other stair
quite like
it.
i’m not at the bottom,
i’m not at the top;
so this is the stair
where
I always
stop.
Halfway up the stairs
Isn’t up
And it isn’t down.
It isn’t in the nursery,
It isn’t in town.
And all sorts of funny thoughts
Run round my head.
It isn’t really
Anywhere!
It’s somewhere else
Instead!
AA Milne
Saturday, August 6, 2022
ALLOW
There is no controlling life.
Try corralling a lightning bolt,
containing a tornado. Dam a
stream and it will create a new
channel. Resist, and the tide
will sweep you off your feet.
Allow, and grace will carry
you to higher ground. The only
safety lies in letting it all in –
the wild and the weak; fear,
fantasies, failures and success.
When loss rips off the doors of
the heart, or sadness veils your
vision with despair, practice
becomes simply bearing the truth.
In the choice to let go of your
known way of being, the whole
world is revealed to your new eyes.
Danna Faulds
Life
Life, believe, is not a dream
So dark as sages say;
Oft a little morning rain
Foretells a pleasant day.
Sometimes there are clouds of gloom,
But these are transient all;
If the shower will make the roses bloom,
O why lament its fall?
Rapidly, merrily,
Life’s sunny hours flit by,
Gratefully, cheerily
Enjoy them as they fly!
What though Death at times steps in,
And calls our Best away?
What though sorrow seems to win,
O’er hope, a heavy sway?
Yet Hope again elastic springs,
Unconquered, though she fell;
Still buoyant are her golden wings,
Still strong to bear us well.
Manfully, fearlessly,
The day of trial bear,
For gloriously, victoriously,
Can courage quell despair!
Charlotte Bronte
Friday, August 5, 2022
For I do nothing but go about persuading you all, old and young alike, not to take thought for your persons and your properties, but first and chiefly to care about the greatest improvement of the soul. I tell you that virtue is not given by money, but that from virtue come money and every other good of man, public as well as private. This is my teaching, and if this is the doctrine which corrupts the youth, my influence is ruinous indeed. But if anyone says that this is not my teaching, he is speaking an untruth. Wherefore, O men of Athens, I say to you … either acquit me or not; but whatever you do, know that I shall never alter my ways, not even if I have to die many times.
Socrates (470 to 399 BCE)
The hour of departure has arrived, and we go our ways — I to die, and you to live. Which is better, God only knows.
Socrates
What Are Heavy?
What are heavy? Sea-sand and sorrow;
What are brief? Today and tomorrow;
What are frail? Spring blossoms and youth;
What are deep? The ocean and truth.
Christina Rossetti
Wild Geese
You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
For a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting —
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.
Mary Oliver
The Rose Family
The rose is a rose,
And was always a rose.
But the theory now goes
That the apple’s a rose,
And the pear is, and so’s
The plum, I suppose.
The dear only knows
what will next prove a rose.
You, of course, are a rose —
But were always a rose.
Robert Frost
How wonderful it is that nobody needs to wait a single moment before starting to improve the world.
Anne Frank
Thursday, August 4, 2022
Happiness is not a matter of intensity but of balance and order and rhythm and harmony.
Thomas Merton
WORDS OF THE DAY
Poronkusema
(Finish ) – The distance a reindeer can comfortably travel before taking a break to urinate. In case you were wondering, it’s around, 4.7miles / 7.5km. Poronkusema was once an official unit of measurement until the metric system was introduced in the late nineteenth century.
Dożywocie
(Polish ) – A contract between parents and children, guaranteeing lifetime care in exchange for real estate.
Wednesday, August 3, 2022
Rivers do not drink their own water;
trees do not eat their own fruit;
the sun does not shine on itself
and flowers do not spread their fragrance for themselves.
Living for others is a rule of nature.
We are all born to help each other.
No matter how difficult it is. . . .
Life is good when you are happy;
but much better when others are happy because of you.
Ancient Sanskrit poem
Do Not Let the Day Slip Away
Do not let the day slip through your fingers, but live it fully now, this breath, this moment, catapulting you into full awareness. Time is precious, minutes disappearing like water into sand, unless you choose to pay attention. Since you do not know the number of your days, treat each as if it is your last.
Be that compassionate with yourself, that open and loving to others, that determined to give what is yours to give and to let in the energy and wonder of this world. Experience everything, writing, relating, eating, doing all the little necessary tasks of life as if for the first time…pushing nothing aside as unimportant. You have received these same reminders many times before, this time, take them into your soul. For if you choose to live this way, you will be rich beyond measure, grateful beyond words, and the day of your death will arrive with no regrets.
Danna Faulds
Tuesday, August 2, 2022
To everything there is a season,
A time for every purpose under heaven:
A time to be born, And a time to die;
A time to plant, And a time to pluck what is planted;
A time to kill, And a time to heal;
A time to break down, And a time to build up;
A time to weep, And a time to laugh;
A time to mourn, And a time to dance;
A time to cast away stones, And a time to gather stones;
A time to embrace, And a time to refrain from embracing;
A time to gain, And a time to lose;
A time to keep, And a time to throw away;
A time to tear, And a time to sew;
A time to keep silence, And a time to speak;
A time to love, And a time to hate;
A time of war, And a time of peace.
Ecclesiastes 3:1-8, New King James Version of the Bible
What Life Should Be
To learn while still a child
What this life is meant to be.
To know it goes beyond myself,
It’s so much more than me.
To overcome the tragedies,
To survive the hardest times.
To face those moments filled with pain,
And still manage to be kind.
To fight for those who can’t themselves,
To always share my light.
With those who wander in the dark,
To love with all my might.
To still stand up with courage,
Though standing on my own.
To still get up and face each day,
Even when I feel alone.
To try to understand the ones
That no one cares to know.
And make them feel some value
When the world has let them go.
To be an anchor, strong and true,
That person loyal to the end.
To be a constant source of hope
To my family and my friends.
To live a life of decency,
To share my heart and soul.
To always say I’m sorry
When I’ve harmed both friend and foe.
To be proud of whom I’ve tried to be,
And this life I chose to live.
To make the most of every day
By giving all I have to give.
To me that’s what this life should be,
To me that’s what it’s for.
To take what God has given me
And make it so much more
To live a life that matters,
To be someone of great worth.
To love and be loved in return
And make my mark on Earth.
Patricia A. Fleming
Monday, August 1, 2022
Quest
My goal out-distances the utmost star,
Yet is encompassed in my inmost Soul;
I am my goal – my quest, to know myself.
To chart and compass this unfathomed sea,
Myself must plumb the boundless universe.
My Soul contains all thought, all mystery,
All wisdom of the Great Infinite Mind:
This is to discover, I must voyage far,
At last to find it in my pulsing heart.
Carrie Williams Clifford (1862-1934), writer and activist who was an important figure in the early days of the US Civil Rights movement; she was also a champion of women’s rights.
WORD OF THE DAY
Monachopsis
(Greek ) The subtle but persistent feeling of being out of place, of not fitting in.
(I think we’ve all had that experience in life! )
Sunday, July 31, 2022
It is a serious thing
Just to be alive
On this fresh morning
In the broken world.
Mary Oliver
The Sparrow
A little bird, with plumage brown,
Beside my window flutters down,
A moment chirps its little strain,
Ten taps upon my window–pane,
And chirps again, and hops along,
To call my notice to its song;
But I work on, nor heed its lay,
Till, in neglect, it flies away.
So birds of peace and hope and love
Come fluttering earthward from above,
To settle on life’s window–sills,
And ease our load of earthly ills;
But we, in traffic’s rush and din
Too deep engaged to let them in,
With deadened heart and sense plod on,
Nor know our loss till they are gone.
Paul Laurence Dunbar (1872-1906)
Happiness and freedom begin with one principle, Somethings are within your control and some are not.
Epectetus (55-155 AD), Stoic philosopher
Saturday, July 30, 2022
People try to get away from it all—to the country, to the beach, to the mountains. I always wish that I could too. Which is idiotic: You can get away from it anytime you like. By going within. Nowhere you can go is more peaceful—more free of interruptions—than your own soul. … An instant’s recollection and there it is: complete tranquility. And by tranquility I mean a kind of harmony. So keep getting away from it all—like that. Renew yourself. But keep it brief and basic. A quick visit should be enough to ward off all anxiety and send you back ready to face what awaits you.
Marcus Aurelius
All of humanity’s problems stem from man’s inability to sit quietly in a room alone.
Blaise Pascal (1623-1662), French philosopher, mathematician, inventor and Christian writer
WORD OF THE DAY
Meraki
(Greek ) To do something with soul, creativity or love. To leave a piece and essence of yourself in your work.
My future starts when I wake up every morning.
Miles Davis
I THANK YOU GOD FOR MOST THIS AMAZING DAY
I thank You God for most this amazing day
For the leaping greenly spirits of trees
And a blue true dream of sky
And for everything which is natural, which is infinite, which is yes
e.e. cummings
Friday, July 29, 2022
No person has the power to have everything they want, but it is within their power not to want what they don’t have, and to cheerfully put to good use what they do have.
Seneca
Receive without pride, let go without attachment.
Marcus Aurelius
Small Kindnesses
I’ve been thinking about the way, when you walk
down a crowded aisle, people pull in their legs
to let you by. Or how strangers still say “bless you”
when someone sneezes, a leftover
from the Bubonic plague. “Don’t die,” we are saying.
And sometimes, when you spill lemons
from your grocery bag, someone else will help you
pick them up. Mostly, we don’t want to harm each other.
We want to be handed our cup of coffee hot,
and to say thank you to the person handing it. To smile
at them and for them to smile back. For the waitress
to call us honey when she sets down the bowl of clam chowder,
and for the driver in the red pick-up truck to let us pass.
We have so little of each other, now. So far
from tribe and fire. Only these brief moments of exchange.
What if they are the true dwelling of the holy, these
fleeting temples we make together when we say, “Here,
have my seat,” “Go ahead — you first,” “I like your hat.”
Danusha Laméris, Healing the Divide: Poems of Kindness and Connection (Green Writers Press)
Thursday, July 28, 2022
We are often more frightened than hurt; and we suffer more from imagination than from reality.
Seneca
It’s silly to try to escape other people’s faults. They are inescapable. Just try to escape your own.
Marcus Aurelius
You always own the option of having no opinion. There is never any need to get worked up or to trouble your soul about things you can’t control. These things are not asking to be judged by you. Leave them alone.
Marcus Aurelius
If anyone can refute me—show me I’m making a mistake or looking at things from the wrong perspective—I’ll gladly change. It’s the truth I’m after, and the truth never harmed anyone.
Marcus Aurelius
If anyone tells you that a certain person speaks ill of you, do not make excuses about what is said of you but answer, ‘He was ignorant of my other faults, else he would not have mentioned these alone.
Epictetus
If it is not right, do not do it, if it is not true, do not say it.
Marcus Aurelius
Wednesday, July 27, 2022
Lester
Lester was given a magic wish
By the goblin who lives in the banyan tree,
And with his wish he wished for two more wishes-
So now instead of just one wish, he cleverly had three.
And with each one of these
He simply wished for three more wishes,
Which gave him three old wishes, plus nine new.
And with each of these twelve
He slyly wished for three more wishes,
Which added up to forty-six — or is it fifty-two?
Well anyway, he used each wish
To wish for wishes ’til he had
Five billion, seven million, eighteen thousand thirty-four.
And then he spread them on the ground
And clapped his hands and danced around
And skipped and sang, and then sat down
And wished for more.
And more…and more…they multiplied
While other people smiled and cried
And loved and reached and touched and felt.
Lester sat amid his wealth
Stacked mountain-high like stacks of gold,
Sat and counted — and grew old.
And then one Thursday night they found him
Dead — with his wishes piled around him.
And they counted the lot and found that not
A single one was missing.
All shiny and new — here, take a few
And think of Lester as you do.
In a world of apples and kisses and shoes
He wasted his wishes on wishing.
Shel Silverstein
WORD OF THE DAY
Fjaka
(Croation ) – Translates to “The sweetness of doing nothing.” In a society that champions the ability to multitask above all else, not trying to check the next item off your to-do list can seem indulgent. But if you do manage to surrender your mind and body to not doing anything at all, it can feel almost euphoric. Croatians call this all-encompassing relaxation fjaka. If you can experience it, Croations consider fjaka “a gift from God.
Tuesday, July 26, 2022
My grandmother once gave me a tip:
In difficult times, you move forward in small steps.
Do what you have to do, but little by little.
Don’t think about the future, or what may happen tomorrow.
Wash the dishes.
Remove the dust.
Write a letter.
Make a soup.
You see?
You are advancing step by step.
Take a step and stop.
Rest a little.
Praise yourself.
Take another step.
Then another.
You won’t notice, but your steps will grow more and more.
And the time will come when you can think about the future without crying.
Elena Mikhalkova
WORD OF THE DAY
Charmolypi
(Greek ) – Translates as “sweet, joy-making sorrow.” This is how you feel when you send your last child off to college or you say goodbye at memorial service to a beloved friend who lived a good and long life. There is a deep sadness for your loss but a joy at a life (young or old) well lived.
Monday, July 25, 2022
LET IT GO
Let go of the ways you thought life would unfold:
the holding of plans or dreams or expectations – Let it all go.
Save your strength to swim with the tide.
The choice to fight what is here before you now will
only result in struggle, fear, and desperate attempts
to flee from the very energy you long for. Let go.
Let it all go and flow with the grace that washes
through your days whether you received it gently
or with all your quills raised to defend against invaders.
Take this on faith; the mind may never find the
explanations that it seeks, but you will move forward
nonetheless. Let go, and the wave’s crest will carry
you to unknown shores, beyond your wildest dreams
or destinations. Let it all go and find the place of
rest and peace, and certain transformation.
Danna Faulds
Of Being
I know this happiness
is provisional:
the looming presences—
great suffering, great fear—
withdraw only
into peripheral vision:
but ineluctable this shimmering
of wind in the blue leaves:
this flood of stillness
widening the lake of sky:
this need to dance,
this need to kneel:
this mystery:
Denise Levertov
Sunday, July 24, 2022
The Summer Sun Shone Round Me
THE summer sun shone round me,
The folded valley lay
In a stream of sun and odour,
That sultry summer day.
The tall trees stood in the sunlight
As still as still could be,
But the deep grass sighed and rustled
And bowed and beckoned me.
The deep grass moved and whispered
And bowed and brushed my face.
It whispered in the sunshine:
“The winter comes apace.”
Robert Lewis Stevenson
May you love as long as you want to,
and want to as long as you live.
May you be poor in all misfortunes,
But rich in the love you give.
May you be slow to make enemies,
But quick in the making of friends.
May you always be full of happiness,
A happiness that never ends.
Irish Blessing
Saturday, July 23, 2022
Forever Young
May God bless and keep you always
May your wishes all come true
May you always do for others
And let others do for you
May you build a ladder to the stars
And climb on every rung
May you stay forever young
Forever young, forever young
May you stay forever young.
May you grow up to be righteous
May you grow up to be true
May you always know the truth
And see the light surrounding you
May you always be courageous
Stand upright and be strong
May you stay forever young
Forever young, forever young
May you stay forever young.
May your hands always be busy
May your feet always be swift
May you have a strong foundation
When the winds of changes shift
May your heart always be joyful
And may your song always be sung
May you stay forever young
Forever young, forever young
May you stay forever young.
Bob Dylan
Talent is nurtured in solitude; character is formed in the stormy billows of the world.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Make your ego porous. Will is of little importance, complaining is nothing, fame is nothing. Openness, patience, receptivity, solitude is everything.
Rainer Maria Rilke
Friday, July 22, 2022
Say first to yourself:
May I feel protected and safe.
May my heart remain open.
May I awaken to the light of my true nature.
May I be healed, and be a source of healing for the world.
Next, thinking of someone who needs love:
May you feel protected and safe.
May your heart remain open.
May you awaken to the light of your true nature.
May you be healed, and be a source of healing for the world.
Lastly, to all beings everywhere:
May we feel protected and safe.
May our hearts remain open.
May we awaken to the light of our true nature.
May we be healed, and be a source of healing for the world.
Ancient Buddhist prayer
Sometimes you win—and sometimes you learn.
Anonymous
We spend precious hours fearing the inevitable. It would be wise to use the that time adoring our families, cherishing our friends and living our lives.
Maya Angelou
Thursday, July 21, 2022
Start Close In
Start close in,
don’t take the second step
or the third,
start with the first
thing
close in,
the step you don’t want to take.
Start with
the ground
you know,
the pale ground
beneath your feet,
your own
way of starting
the conversation.
Start with your own
question,
give up on other
people’s questions,
don’t let them
smother something
simple.
To find
another’s voice
follow
your own voice,
wait until
that voice
becomes a
private ear
listening
to another.
Start right now
take a small step
you can call your own
don’t follow
someone else’s
heroics, be humble
and focused,
start close in,
don’t mistake
that other
for your own.
Start close in,
don’t take the second step
or the third,
start with the first
thing
close in,
the step you don’t want to take.
David Whyte
We wait for stuff to get easier. It will never get easier. What happens is you handle hard better.
Kara Lawson, Duke University’s women’s basketball head coach
We don’t receive wisdom; we must discover it for ourselves after a journey that no one can take for us or spare us.
Marcel Proust
Wednesday, July 20, 2022
Praise the Rain
Praise the rain; the seagull dive
The curl of plant, the raven talk—
Praise the hurt, the house slack
The stand of trees, the dignity—
Praise the dark, the moon cradle
The sky fall, the bear sleep—
Praise the mist, the warrior name
The earth eclipse, the fired leap—
Praise the backwards, upward sky
The baby cry, the spirit food—
Praise canoe, the fish rush
The hole for frog, the upside-down—
Praise the day, the cloud cup
The mind flat, forget it all—
Praise crazy. Praise sad.
Praise the path on which we’re led.
Praise the roads on earth and water.
Praise the eater and the eaten.
Praise beginnings; praise the end.
Praise the song and praise the singer.
Praise the rain; it brings more rain.
Praise the rain; it brings more rain.
Joy Harjo
(Note: Joy Harjo is an American poet, musician, playwright, and author. She served as the 23rd United States Poet Laureate, the first Native American to hold that honor. )
Our True Heritage
The cosmos is filled with precious gems.
I want to offer a handful of them to you this morning.
Each moment you are alive is a gem,
shining through and containing earth and sky,
water and clouds.
It needs you to breathe gently
for the miracles to be displayed.
Suddenly you hear the birds singing,
the pines chanting,
see the flowers blooming,
the blue sky,
the white clouds,
the smile and the marvelous look
of your beloved.
You, the richest person on Earth,
who have been going around begging for a living,
stop being the destitute child.
Come back and claim your heritage.
We should enjoy our happiness
and offer it to everyone.
Cherish this very moment.
Let go of the stream of distress
and embrace life fully in your arms.
Thich Nhat Hanh
Tuesday, July 19, 2022
I’m Nobody! Who are you?
I’m nobody! Who are you?
Are you nobody too?
Then there’s a pair of us! – don’t tell!
They’d banish us, you know!
How dreary to be somebody!
How public, like a frog
To tell your name the livelong day
To an admiring Bog!
Emily Dickinson, 1891
it was when i stopped searching for home within others
and lifted the foundations of home within myself
i found there were no roots more intimate
than those between a mind and body
that have decided to be whole
Rupi Kaur
A lovely summer poem for children (and adults)…
The Swing
How do you like to go up in a swing,
Up in the air so blue?
Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing
Ever a child can do!
Up in the air and over the wall,
Till I can see so wide,
Rivers and trees and cattle and all
Over the countryside—
Till I look down on the garden green,
Down on the roof so brown—
Up in the air I go flying again,
Up in the air and down!
Robert Louis Stevenson
Monday, July 18, 2022
RECIPE OF LIFE
this is the recipe of life
said my mother
as she held me in her arms as i wept
think of those flowers you plant
in the garden each year
they will teach you
that people too
must wilt
fall
root
rise
in order to bloom
Rupi Kaur
(Note: Rupi Kaur is a Canadian poet, illustrator, photographer, and author. Born in Punjab, India, Kaur emigrated to Canada at a young age with her family. She began performing poetry in 2009 and rose to fame on Instagram, eventually becoming a popular “Instapoet” through her three collections of poetry. )
Where the Sidewalk Ends
There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins,
And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.
Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.
Yes we’ll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And we’ll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know
The place where the sidewalk ends.
Shel Silverstein
Sunday, July 17, 2022
The Guest House
This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.
The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing,
and invite them in.
Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.
Rumi
Life’s Scars
They say the world is round, and yet
I often think it square,
So many little hurts we get
From corners here and there.
But one great truth in life I’ve found,
While journeying to the West-
The only folks who really wound
Are those we love the best.
The man you thoroughly despise
Can rouse your wrath, ’tis true;
Annoyance in your heart will rise
At things mere strangers do;
But those are only passing ills;
This rule all lives will prove;
The rankling wound which aches and thrills
Is dealt by hands we love.
The choicest garb, the sweetest grace,
Are oft to strangers shown;
The careless mien, the frowning face,
Are given to our own.
We flatter those we scarcely know,
We please the fleeting guest,
And deal full many a thoughtless blow
To those who love us best.
Love does not grow on every tree,
Nor true hearts yearly bloom.
Alas for those who only see
This cut across a tomb!
But, soon or late, the fact grows plain
To all through sorrow’s test:
The only folks who give us pain
Are those we love the best.
Ella Wheeler Wilcox (November 5, 1850 – October 30, 1919)
(Note: Ella Wheeler Wilcox was an American author and poet. Her works include Poems of Passion and Solitude, which contains the lines “Laugh, and the world laughs with you; weep, and you weep alone.” Her autobiography, The Worlds and I, was published in 1918, a year before her death. )
Saturday, July 16, 2022
Love goes very far beyond the physical person of the beloved. It finds its deepest meaning in his spiritual being, his inner self. Whether or not the beloved is actually present, whether or not he is still alive at all, ceases somehow to be of importance.
Viktor E. Frankl, Man’s Search for Meaning
I do not forget any good deed done to me and I do not carry a grudge for a bad one.
Viktor E. Frankl, Man’s Search for Meaning
Peckin’
The saddest thing I ever did see
Was a woodpecker peckin’ at a plastic tree.
He looks at me, and “Friend,” says he,
“Things ain’t as sweet as they used to be.”
Shel Silverstein
Thursday, July 14, 2022
I Wave Good-bye When Butter Flies
I wave good-bye when butter flies
and cheer a boxing match,
I’ve often watched my pillow fight,
I’ve sewn a cabbage patch,
I like to dance at basket balls
or lead a rubber band,
I’ve marvelled at a spelling bee,
I’ve helped a peanut stand.
It’s possible a pencil points,
but does a lemon drop?
Does coffee break or chocolate kiss,
and will a soda pop?
I share my milk with drinking straws,
my meals with chewing gum,
and should I see my pocket change,
I’ll hear my kettle drum.
It makes me sad when lettuce leaves,
I laugh when dinner rolls,
I wonder if the kitchen sinks
and if a salad bowls,
I’ve listened to a diamond ring,
I’ve waved a football fan,
and if a chimney sweeps the floor,
I’m sure the garbage can.
Jack Prelutsky
(Note: Jack Prelutsky is an American writer of children’s poetry who has published over 50 poetry collections. He served as the first U.S. Children’s Poet Laureate from 2006–08 when the Poetry Foundation established the award.)
Wednesday, July 13, 2022
When eating fruit remember the one who planted the tree.
Vietnamese proverb
We have been impossible right from the beginning and we must continue to be impossible because we are raising a voice against suffering which has been considered to be the nature of life. It is our joy to be considered impossible – and it is our greater joy to make the impossible a living reality.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
Happiness radiates like the fragrance from a flower and draws all good things to you.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
Tuesday, July 12, 2022
Whether one believes in a religion or not, and whether one believes in rebirth or not, there isn’t anyone who doesn’t appreciate kindness and compassion.
Dalai Lama
I do not know what I may appear to the world; but to myself I seem to have been only like a boy playing on the seashore, and diverting myself in now and then finding a smoother pebble or a prettier shell than ordinary, whilst the great ocean of truth lay all undiscovered before me.
Sir Isaac Newton
One must divide one’s time between politics and equations. But our equations are much more important to me, because politics is for the present, while our equations are for eternity.
Albert Einstein
When I Heard the Learn’d Astronomer
When I heard the learn’d astronomer,
When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me,
When I was shown the charts and diagrams, to add, divide, and measure them,
When I sitting heard the astronomer where he lectured with much applause in the lecture-room,
How soon unaccountable I became tired and sick,
Till rising and gliding out I wander’d off by myself,
In the mystical moist night-air, and from time to time,
Look’d up in perfect silence at the stars.
Walt Whitman
Monday, July 11, 2022
Unconditional
Willing to experience aloneness,
I discover connection everywhere;
Turning to face my fear,
I meet the warrior who lives within;
Opening to my loss,
I gain the embrace of the universe;
Surrendering into emptiness,
I find fullness without end.
Each condition I flee from pursues me,
Each condition I welcome transforms me
And becomes itself transformed
Into its radiant jewel-like essence.
I bow to the one who has made it so,
Who has crafted this Master Game.
To play it is purest delight;
To honor its form–true devotion.
Jennifer Paine Welwood
If you retaliate against one who committed a wrong, you lower yourself to the level of the wrong. Rather, let the wrong be just a drop in the ocean of your virtue.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
Sunday, July 10, 2022
Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under trees on a summer’s day, listening to the murmur of the water, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is by no means a waste of time.
John Lubbock (1834-1913), British banker, politician, philanthropist, scientist and polymath
Time you enjoy wasting is not wasted time.
Anon
Ode to the Wonder of Life
I have thought about these things so many times alone that I hope you will excuse me if I remind you of some thoughts that I am sure you have all had — or this type of thought — which no one could ever have had in the past, because people then didn’t have the information we have about the world today.
For instance, I stand at the seashore, alone, and start to think. There are the rushing waves . . . mountains of molecules, each stupidly minding its own business . . . trillions apart . . . yet forming white surf in unison.
Ages on ages . . . before any eyes could see . . . year after year . . . thunderously pounding the shore as now. For whom, for what? . . . on a dead planet, with no life to entertain.
Never at rest . . . tortured by energy . . . wasted prodigiously by the sun . . . poured into space. A mite makes the sea roar.
Deep in the sea, all molecules repeat the patterns of one another till complex new ones are formed. They make others like themselves . . . and a new dance starts.
Growing in size and complexity . . . living things, masses of atoms, DNA, protein . . . dancing a pattern ever more intricate.
Out of the cradle onto the dry land . . . here it is standing . . . atoms with consciousness . . . matter with curiosity.
Stands at the sea . . . wonders at wondering . . . I . . . a universe of atoms . . . an atom in the universe.
Richard Feynman
(Note: Richard Feynman (1918-1988) was an American theoretical physicist, known for his work in the path integral formulation of quantum mechanics, the theory of quantum electrodynamics, the physics of the superfluidity of supercooled liquid helium, as well as his work in particle physics for which he proposed the parton model. )
Courage is the most important of all the virtues, because without courage you can’t practice any other virtue consistently. You can practice any virtue erratically, but nothing consistently without courage.
Dr. Maya Angelou
This is a wonderful day, I have never seen this one before.
Dr. Maya Angelou
Saturday, July 9, 2022
Happiness, not in another place but this place… not for another hour, but this hour.
Walt Whitman
When we try to pick out anything by itself, we find it hitched to everything else in the universe. One fancies a heart like our own must be beating in every crystal and cell, and we feel like stopping to speak to the plants and animals as friendly fellow mountaineers. Nature as a poet, an enthusiastic workingman, becomes more and more visible the farther and higher we go; for the mountains are fountains — beginning places, however related to sources beyond mortal ken.
“One is constantly reminded of the infinite lavishness and fertility of Nature — inexhaustible abundance amid what seems enormous waste. And yet when we look into any of her operations that lie within reach of our minds, we learn that no particle of her material is wasted or worn out. It is eternally flowing from use to use, beauty to yet higher beauty; and we soon cease to lament waste and death, and rather rejoice and exult in the imperishable, unspendable wealth of the universe, and faithfully watch and wait the reappearance of everything that melts and fades and dies about us, feeling sure that its next appearance will be better and more beautiful than the last.
John Muir
(Note: John Muir (1838-1914), also known as “John of the Mountains” and “Father of the National Parks”, was an influential Scottish-American naturalist, author, environmental philosopher, botanist, zoologist, glaciologist, and early advocate for the preservation of wilderness in the United States of America. )
Aware
When I found the door
I found the vine leaves
speaking among themselves in abundant
whispers.
My presence made them
hush their green breath,
embarrassed, the way
humans stand up, buttoning their jackets,
acting as if they were leaving anyway, as if
the conversation had ended
just before you arrived.
I liked
the glimpse I had, though,
of their obscure
gestures. I liked the sound
of such private voices. Next time
I’ll move like cautious sunlight, open
the door by fractions, eavesdrop
peacefully.
Denise Levertov
Friday, July 8, 2022
Thus, without expectation,
One will always perceive the subtlety;
And, with expectation,
One will always perceive the boundary.
Tao Te Ching
Before you speak, let your words pass through three gates:
1. Is it true?
2. Is it necessary?
3. Is it kind?
Buddha
This is a poem for someone
who is juggling her life.
Be still sometimes.
Be still sometimes.
It needs repeating
over and over
to catch her attention
over and over,
as someone who is juggling her life
finds it difficult to hear.
Be still sometimes.
Be still sometimes.
Let it all fall sometimes.
Rose Cook
Thursday, July 7, 2022
What Are You Waiting For?
What powerful seeds
lie dormant
deep within you,
longing
to break through
the surface
and reach
their slender stems
toward the light?
What tender buds
are swelling
inside you,
yearning to unfurl
their radiant petals
and reveal their
hidden beauty?
What songs and stories
are swirling
deep within
your breast?
What wild
and magical dreams
are stirring your soul?
What are you
waiting for,
dear one?
The world is hungry
for your beauty,
calling you
to bring forth
your deepest gifts.
Kai Siedenburg
Love takes off the masks we fear we cannot live without and know we cannot live within.
James Baldwin
Not everything that is faced can be changed. But nothing can be changed until it is faced.
James Baldwin
Wednesday, July 6, 2022
Hokusai Says
Hokusai says look carefully.
He says pay attention, notice.
He says keep looking, stay curious.
He says there is no end to seeing.
He says look forward to getting old.
He says keep changing,
you just get more who you really are.
He says get stuck, accept it, repeat
yourself as long as it is interesting.
He says keep doing what you love.
He says keep praying.
He says everyone of us is a child,
everyone of us is ancient,
everyone of us has a body.
He says everyone of us is frightened.
He says everyone of us has to find
a way to live with fear.
He says everything is alive–
shells, buildings, people, fish,
mountains, trees, wood is alive.
Water is alive.
Everything has its own life.
Everything lives inside us.
He says live with the world inside you.
He says it doesn’t matter if you draw,
or write books. It doesn’t matter
if you saw wood, or catch fish.
It doesn’t matter if you sit at home
and stare at the ants on your veranda
or the shadows of the trees
and grasses in your garden.
It matters that you care.
It matters that you feel.
It matters that you notice.
It matters that life lives through you.
Contentment is life living through you.
Joy is life living through you.
Satisfaction and strength
is life living through you.
He says don’t be afraid.
Don’t be afraid.
Love, feel, let life take you by the hand.
Let life live through you.
Roger S. Keyes
(Note: Hokusai (1760-1849) was known as the leading expert on Chinese painting in Japan. He is best-known for the woodblock print series 36 Views of Mount Fuji, which includes the iconic image, The Great Wave off Kanagawa. Roger Keyes, art historian and Hokusai scholar, wrote “Hokusai Says” as he was making notes for the “Young Hokusai” paper he was to give at a symposium on Hokusai in 1990. )
WORDS OF THE DAY
Pa’a ka waha
(Hawaiian ) Literally means to “close the mouth.” If words are exiting your mouth then wisdom cannot come in. Ancient advice for modern active listening!
Tuesday, July 5, 2022
Things You Can Control
Your Beliefs
Your attitude
Your thoughts
Your perspective
How honest you are
Who your friends are
What books you read
How often you exercise
The type of food you eat
How many risks you take
How you interpret the situation
How kind you are to others
How kind you are to yourself
How often you say “I love you.”
How often you say “thank you.”
How you express your feelings
Whether or not you ask for help
How often you practice gratitude
How many times you smile today
The amount of effort you put forth
How you spend / invest your money
How much time you spend worrying
How often you think about your past
Whether or not you judge other people
Whether or not you try again after a setback
How much you appreciate the things you have
Caleb LP Gunner
“Nature” is what we see—
The Hill—the Afternoon—
Squirrel—Eclipse—the Bumble bee—
Nay—Nature is Heaven—
Nature is what we hear—
The Bobolink—the Sea—
Thunder—the Cricket—
Nay—Nature is Harmony—
Nature is what we know—
Yet have no art to say—
So impotent Our Wisdom is
To her Simplicity.
Emily Dickinson
Monday, July 4, 2022
We hold these truths to be self-evident, that all men are created equal, that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable Rights, that among these are Life, Liberty and the pursuit of Happiness.
Declaration of Independence, Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, July 4, 1776
On this 246th anniversary of America, let’s resolve to make these words a living reality for all people.
… that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain — that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom — and that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth.
President Abraham Lincoln, Gettysburg, Pennsylvania, November 19, 1863
Raise your words, not voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder.
Rumi
Sunday, July 3, 2022
I Choose The Mountain
The low lands call
I am tempted to answer
They are offering me a free dwelling
Without having to conquer
The massive mountain makes its move
Beckoning me to ascend
A much more difficult path
To get up the slippery bend
I cannot choose both
I have a choice to make
I must be wise
This will determine my fate
I choose, I choose the mountain
With all its stress and strain
Because only by climbing
Can I rise above the plain
I choose the mountain
And I will never stop climbing
I choose the mountain
And I shall forever be ascending
I choose the mountain
Howard Simon
What do you think is the biggest waste of time?
“Comparing yourself to others,” said the mole.
What do you want to be when you grow up?
“Kind,” said the boy.
What is the bravest thing you’ve ever said? asked the boy.
‘Help,” said the horse. “Asking for help isn’t giving up. It’s refusing to give up.”
Is your glass half empty or half full? asked the mole.
“I think I’m grateful to have a glass,” said the boy.
We often wait for kindness…but being kind to yourself can start now.
Do you have any other advice? asked the boy.
“Don’t measure how valuable you are by the way you are treated,” said the horse.
Charlie Mackesy, The Boy, the Mole, the Fox and the Horse
My soul at once becomes recollected and I enter the state of quiet or that of rapture, so that I can use none of my faculties and senses. . . .
Everything is stilled, and the soul is left in a state of great quiet and deep satisfaction.
St. Teresa of Avila
The finest emotion of which we are capable is the mystic emotion. Herein lies the germ of all art and all true science. Anyone to whom this feeling is alien, who is no longer capable of wonderment and lives in a state of fear is a dead man. To know that what is impenetrable for us really exists and manifests itself as the highest wisdom and the most radiant beauty, whose gross forms alone are intelligible to our poor faculties – this knowledge, this feeling … that is the core of the true religious sentiment. In this sense, and in this sense alone, I rank myself among profoundly religious men.
Albert Einstein
A door opens in the center of our being, and we seem to fall through it into immense depths, which although they are infinite—are still accessible to us. All eternity seems to have become ours in this one placid and breathless contact.
Thomas Merton
Don’t ask what the world needs. Ask what makes you come alive and do that. Because what the world needs is more people who have come alive.
Howard Thurmon, mentor to Dr. Martin Luther King, Jr
Saturday, July 2, 2022
Always with Love
I don’t care if you live your “best” life.
I hope you live your freest life.
Your most unburdened life.
Your lightest life.
I hope your life is a patchwork of lessons and trials and joys and mistakes and
growth and evolution and expansion.
I hope you understand that rejection, failure, disappointment means you care
you’re trying, you’re out there in life, alive to it.
I hope your life feels beautiful to you more than it looks beautiful to everyone
else.
I hope you’re free and that you keep freeing yourself ~
From who you thought you should be,
From who society told you to be.
From heavy expectations and weighty ambition.
I hope you know when you’re in a moment you’ll remember forever.
I hope you know how good you have it when it’s good ~ and I hope your life is an
ongoing evolution, a constant becoming.
I hope you shrug off old selves with ease.
I hope you leave empty space in your life for the Unknown, the Magic, the
Surprises, the Unexpected.
I hope you don’t just aim for the “best” and instead aim for Full, Whole, Ever
evolving, Unconfined and Unrestrained.
Mostly,
I hope you take the path that is meant for you,
Not the one expected of you.
Jamie Varon
Friday, July 1, 2022
Stopping by Woods on a Snowing Evening
Whose woods these are I think I know.
His house is in the village though;
He will not see me stopping here
To watch his woods fill up with snow.
My little horse must think it queer
To stop without a farmhouse near
Between the woods and frozen lake
The darkest evening of the year.
He gives his harness bells a shake
To ask if there is some mistake.
The only other sound’s the sweep
Of easy wind and downy flake.
The woods are lovely, dark and deep,
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.
Robert Frost
(Note: Robert Frost said he wrote this poem while experiencing what researchers today would now call “the flow state.” Some preliminary research indicates that listening to the recitation of this poem may help facilitate this state in the listener. )
Be who you are and say what you feel, because those who mind don’t matter and those who matter don’t mind.
Dr. Seuss
I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.
Maya Angelou
Thursday, June 30, 2022
Go out for a walk. It doesn’t have to be a romantic walk in the park, spring at it’s most spectacular moments, flowers and smells and outstanding poetical imagery smoothly transferring you into another world. It doesn’t have to be walk during which you’ll have multiple life epiphanies and discover meaning no other brain ever managed to encounter. Do not be afraid of spending quality time by yourself. Find meaning or don’t find meaning but ‘steal’ some time and give it freely and exclusively to your own self. Opt for privacy and solitude. That doesn’t make you antisocial or cause you to reject the rest of the world. You need to breathe. And you need to be.
Albert Camus
A Friend’s Greeting
I’d like to be the sort of friend
that you have been to me;
I’d like to be the help that you’ve been
always glad to be;
I’d like to mean as much to you
each minute of the day
As you have meant, old friend of mine,
to me along the way.
I’d like to do the big things
and the splendid things for you,
To brush the gray out of your skies
and leave them only blue;
I’d like to say the kindly things
that I so oft have heard,
And feel that I could rouse your soul
the way that mine you’ve stirred.
I’d like to give back the joy
that you have given me,
Yet that were wishing you a need
I hope will never be;
I’d like to make you feel
as rich as I, who travel on
Undaunted in the darkest hours
with you to lean upon.
I’m wishing at this Christmas time
that I could but repay
A portion of the gladness
that you’ve strewn along the way;
And could I have one wish this year,
this only would it be:
I’d like to be the sort of friend
that you have been to me.
Edgar Guest (1881-1959), known as the “People’s Poet”
Wednesday, June 29, 2022
A human being is a part of the whole called by us universe, a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feeling as something separated from the rest, a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty.
Albert Einstein
The Patience Of Ordinary Things
It is a kind of love, is it not?
How the cup holds the tea,
How the chair stands sturdy and foursquare,
How the floor receives the bottoms of shoes
Or toes. How soles of feet know
Where they’re supposed to be.
I’ve been thinking about the patience
Of ordinary things, how clothes
Wait respectfully in closets
And soap dries quietly in the dish,
And towels drink the wet
From the skin of the back.
And the lovely repetition of stairs.
And what is more generous than a window?
Pat Schneider
Tuesday, June 28, 2022
TREES
I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
Joyce Kilmer (1913)
Always be a first-rate version of yourself, instead of a second-rate version of somebody else.
Judy Garland
Blessed is he who has learned to admire but not envy, to follow but not imitate, to praise but not flatter, and to lead but not manipulate.
William Arthur Ward
Monday, June 27, 2022
On Reason and Passion
Your reason and your passion are the rudder and the sails of your seafaring soul.
If either your sails or your rudder be broken, you can but toss and drift, or else be held at a standstill in mid-seas.
For reason, ruling alone, is a force confining and passion, unattended, is a flame that burns to its own destruction.
Therefore let your soul exalt your reason to the height of passion, that it may sing;
And let it direct your passion with reason, that your passion may live through its own daily resurrection and like the phoenix rise above its own ashes.
Kahlil Gibran
Windows
I looked through others’ windows
On an enchanted earth
But out of my own window–
solitude and dearth.
And yet there is a mystery
I cannot understand–
That others through my window
See an enchanted land.
Jessie B. Rittenhouse (1869-1948)
(Note: A well-known critic, poet, and lecturer in the early decades of the 20th century, Jessie was an advocate for modern poetry, who edited many anthologies that brought contemporary poets, such as Robert Frost, Sara Teasdale, and Edna St. Vincent Millay, to a wider audience. )
Sunday, June 26, 2022
Everything can be taken from a person but one thing: the last of the human freedoms—to choose one’s attitude in any given set of circumstances, to choose one’s own way
Viktor Frankl
All of humanity’s problems stem from man’s inability to sit quietly in a room alone.
Blaise Pascal (1623-1662), French philosopher, mathematician, inventor, theologian
Saturday, June 25, 2022
This is the time to be slow,
Lie low to the wall
Until the bitter weather passes.
Try, as best you can, not to let
The wire brush of doubt
Scrape from your heart
All sense of yourself
And your hesitant light.
If you remain generous,
Time will come good;
And you will find your feet
Again on fresh pastures of promise,
Where the air will be kind
And blushed with beginning.
John O’Donohue, To Bless the Space Between Us: A Book of Blessings
Friday, June 24, 2022
If you feel pain you are alive. If you feel other people’s pain you are a human being.
Leo Tolstoy
If you feel joy you are alive. If you feel other people’s joy you are a human being.
Anon
Thursday, June 23, 2022
The one who has entered a solitary place
Whose mind is calm and sees the way
To that one comes insight and truth
And rapturous joy transcending any other.
Dhammapada
WORDS OF THE DAY
Pihentagyú
(Hungarian, adj ) – Literally meaning “with a relaxed brain,” which describes quick-witted people who can come up with sophisticated jokes or solutions.
Orenda
(Huron, n ) – A power that pervades nature which can be harnessed through human will to change the world despite powerful forces such as fate.
Wednesday, June 22, 2022
Birthright
Despite illness of body or mind, in spite of blinding despair or habitual belief, who you are is whole.
Let nothing keep you separate from the truth.
The soul, illumined from within, longs to be known for what it is.
Undying, untouched by fire or the storms of life, there is a place inside where stillness and abiding peace reside.
You can ride the breath to go there.
Despite doubt or hopeless turns of mind, you are not broken.
Spirit surrounds, embraces, fills you from the inside out.
Release everything that isn’t your true nature.
What’s left, the fullness, light and shadow, claim all that as your birthright.
Danna Faulds
Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one’s courage.
Anais Nin
Tuesday, June 21, 2022
You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep Spring from coming.
Pablo Neruda
The pessimist complains about the wind;
The optimist expects it to change;
And the realist adjusts the sails.
William Arthur Ward
June
The sun is rich
And gladly pays
In golden hours,
Silver days,
And long green weeks
That never end.
School’s out.
The time Is ours to spend.
There’s Little League,
Hopscotch, the creek,
And, after supper,
Hide-and-seek.
The live-long light
Is like a dream,
and freckles come
Like flies to cream.
John Updike
The Thing Is
to love life, to love it even
when you have no stomach for it
and everything you’ve held dear
crumbles like burnt paper in your hands,
your throat filled with the silt of it.
When grief sits with you, its tropical heat
thickening the air, heavy as water
more fit for gills than lungs;
when grief weights you down like your own flesh
only more of it, an obesity of grief,
you think, How can a body withstand this?
Then you hold life like a face
between your palms, a plain face,
no charming smile, no violet eyes,
and you say, yes, I will take you
I will love you, again.
Ellen Bass, American poet and co-author of The Courage to Heal
Sonnet 18
Shall I compare thee to a summer’s day?
Thou art more lovely and more temperate:
Rough winds do shake the darling buds of May,
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date:
Sometime too hot the eye of heaven shines,
And often is his gold complexion dimmed,
And every fair from fair sometime declines,
By chance, or nature’s changing course untrimmed:
But thy eternal summer shall not fade,
Nor lose possession of that fair thou ow’st,
Nor shall death brag thou wander’st in his shade,
When in eternal lines to time thou grow’st,
So long as men can breathe, or eyes can see,
So long lives this, and this gives life to thee.
William Shakespeare
Monday, June 20, 2022
IT’S HOT
It’s hot!
I can’t get cool,
I’ve drunk a quart of lemonade.
I think I’ll take my shoes off
And sit around in the shade.
It’s hot!
My back is sticky.
The sweat rolls down my chin.
I think I’ll take my clothes off
And sit around in my skin.
It’s hot!
I’ve tried with ’lectric fans,
And pools and ice cream cones.
I think I’ll take my skin off
And sit around in my bones.
It’s still hot!
Shel Silverstein, A Light in the Attic
Gratitude
Gratitude unlocks the fullness of life.
It turns what we have into enough and more.
It turns denial into acceptance,
Chaos to order, confusion to clarity.
It can turn a meal into a feast,
A house into a home,
A stranger into a friend.
Gratitude makes sense of our past,
Brings peace for today,
And creates a vision for tomorrow.
John O’Donohue, Irish poet, author and Catholic priest
Sunday, June 19, 2022
QUOTES FOR JUNETEENTH
As I walked out the door toward the gate that would lead to my freedom, I knew if I didn’t leave my bitterness and hatred behind, I’d still be in prison.
Nelson Mandela
A winner is a dreamer who never gives up.
Nelson Mandela
Love recognizes no barriers. It jumps hurdles, leaps fences, penetrates walls to arrive at its destination full of hope.
Maya Angelou
Hate, it has caused a lot of problems in the world, but has not solved one yet.
Maya Angelou
We may encounter many defeats but we must not be defeated.
Maya Angelou
If you are going to live, leave a legacy. Make a mark on the world that can’t be erased.
Maya Angelou
QUOTES FOR FATHERS
Softer than the flower where kindness is concerned.
Stronger than thunder where principles are at stake.
Upanishads
Pirkei Avot is a compilation of the ethical teachings and maxims from Rabbinic Jewish tradition. It is part of didactic Jewish ethical literature. Because of its contents, the name is sometimes given as “Ethics of the Fathers.”
Ben Zoma said: Who is wise? He who learns from every man, as it is said: “From all who taught me have I gained understanding.” (Psalms 119:99).
Who is mighty? He who subdues his [evil] inclination, as it is said: “He that is slow to anger is better than the mighty; and he that rules his spirit than he that takes a city.” (Proverbs 16:3).
Who is rich? He who rejoices in his lot, as it is said: “You shall enjoy the fruit of your labors, you shall be happy and you shall prosper” (Psalms 128:2) “You shall be happy” in this world, “and you shall prosper” in the world to come.
Who is he that is honored? He who honors his fellow human beings as it is said: “For I honor those that honor Me, but those who spurn Me shall be dishonored.” (I Samuel 2:30).
No man stands taller than when he stoops to help a child.
Abraham Lincoln
When a father gives to his son, both laugh; when a son gives to his father, both cry.
William Shakespeare
Every father should remember one day his son will follow his example, not his advice.
Charles Kettering
Saturday, June 18, 2022
So Much Happiness
It is difficult to know what to do with so much happiness.
With sadness there is something to rub against,
a wound to tend with lotion and cloth.
When the world falls in around you, you have pieces to pick up,
something to hold in your hands, like ticket stubs or change.
But happiness floats.
It doesn’t need you to hold it down.
It doesn’t need anything.
Happiness lands on the roof of the next house, singing,
and disappears when it wants to.
You are happy either way.
Even the fact that you once lived in a peaceful tree house
and now live over a quarry of noise and dust
cannot make you unhappy.
Everything has a life of its own,
it too could wake up filled with possibilities
of coffee cake and ripe peaches,
and love even the floor which needs to be swept,
the soiled linens and scratched records . . .
Since there is no place large enough
to contain so much happiness,
you shrug, you raise your hands, and it flows out of you
into everything you touch. You are not responsible.
You take no credit, as the night sky takes no credit
for the moon, but continues to hold it, and share it,
and in that way, be known.
Naomi Shihab Nye
Experience is not what happens to you; it is what you do with what happens to you.
Aldous Huxley
Truth does not change because it is. or is not, believed by a majority of the people.
Hypatia of Alexandria
(Note: Hypatia (born c. 350–370 AD; died 415 AD) is famous for being the greatest mathematician and astronomer of her time at a time when there were few, if any, women mathematicians. She lived in Alexandria, Egypt. )
Friday, June 17, 2022
RISK
To laugh is to risk appearing a fool,
To weep is to risk appearing sentimental.
To reach out to another is to risk involvement,
To expose feelings is to risk exposing
your true self.
To place your ideas and dreams
before a crowd is to risk their loss.
To love is to risk not being loved in return,
To hope is to risk despair,
To try is to risk to failure.
But risks must be taken because
the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing.
The person who risks nothing, does nothing,
has nothing is nothing.
He may avoid suffering and sorrow,
But he cannot learn, feel, change, grow or live.
Chained by his servitude he is a slave
who has forfeited all freedom.
Only a person who risks is free.
William Arthur Ward
Shoulders
A man crosses the street in rain,
stepping gently, looking two times north and south,
because his son is asleep on his shoulder.
No car must splash him.
No car drive too near to his shadow.
This man carries the world’s most sensitive cargo
but he’s not marked.
Nowhere does his jacket say FRAGILE,
HANDLE WITH CARE.
His ear fills up with breathing.
He hears the hum of a boy’s dream
deep inside him.
We’re not going to be able
to live in this world
if we’re not willing to do what he’s doing
with one another.
The road will only be wide.
The rain will never stop falling.
Naomi Shihab Nye
Thursday, June 16, 2022
Success is not final, failure is not fatal: it is the courage to continue that counts.
Winston Churchill
Some of us think holding on makes us strong, but sometimes it is letting go.
Hermann Hesse
Our True Heritage
You, the richest person on Earth,
who have been going around begging for a living,
stop being the destitute child.
Come back and claim your heritage.
We should enjoy our happiness
and offer it to everyone.
Cherish this very moment.
Let go of the stream of distress
and embrace life fully in your arms.
Thich Nhat Hanh
Wednesday, June 15, 2022
One of the nicest benefits of meditation is that it allows us to love the details of our lives. This poem speaks of the love that is possible in ordinary days doing ordinary things – where the kind of attention we pay makes moving through life into something intimate and precious.
Daily
These shriveled seeds we plant,
corn kernel, dried bean,
poke into loosened soil,
cover over with measured fingertips
These T-shirts we fold into
perfect white squares
These tortillas we slice and fry to crisp strips
This rich egg scrambled in a gray clay bowl
This bed whose covers I straighten
smoothing edges till blue quilt fits brown blanket
and nothing hangs out
This envelope I address
so the name balances like a cloud
in the center of sky
This page I type and retype
This table I dust till the scarred wood shines
This bundle of clothes I wash and hang and wash again
like flags we share, a country so close
no one needs to name it
The days are nouns: touch them
The hands are churches that worship the world
Naomi Shihab Nye
I thank You God for this most amazing day: for the leaping greenly spirits of trees and a blue true dream of sky which is natural which is infinite which is yes.
E.E. Cummings
Three ancient Greek maxims on a column at the entrance of the Temple of Apollo at Delphi:
Know thyself.
Nothing in excess.
Certainty brings ruin.
Tuesday, June 14, 2022
Starlight
How good it is to step forth into the night after a day of rain and see that the sky is clear, the stars are gleaming in their accustomed places. A sky that clears by daylight is full of radiance, but when it clears in darkness there is glittering promise in every winking ray of starlight. There is reassurance in such stars, hung in a night sky washed clean and made ready for clear days to come.
Work is done by sunlight; but it is under the stars that great dreams are dreamed. There is warmth and life in the day’s sunshine; but it is the stars that lure man’s mind to the endless immensity of a universe so broad that tangible reality can never span it.
No night is so dark as a starless night, nor is any life more drab than that of one who has never known the thrill of starlight after storm, the comfort of it and the soothing reassurance of stars once more in order. Give a sailor a star to steer by and he will come home to port. Give an airman the company of a star shining clear and you have given him both certainty and direction. Give any man a star on which to fix his eye and he can reach as far as his imagination points the way.
The rains come, and the dark days of a perverse season; and the sky clears at evening. There is a sweet smell to the darkness, the fresh fragrance of a rain-washed world. And there is the brilliance of a thousand galaxies overhead, starlight in a clear night sky.
Hal Borland, “Sundial of the Seasons,” June, 1945
(Note: Mr. Borland (May 14, 1900 – February 22, 1978) was an American writer, journalist and naturalist. In addition to writing many non-fiction and fiction books about the outdoors. )
In celebration of Kelly and David Minnick’s 25th wedding anniversary
If I had a flower for every time thought of you… I could walk through my garden forever.
Alfred Tennyson
You can’t go back and change the beginning, but you can start where you are and change the ending.
C. S. Lewis
You don’t have a soul. You are a soul. You have a body.
C. S. Lewis
Monday, June 13, 2022
It is easier to build strong children than to repair broken men.
Frederick Douglass (1818-1895)
When we are no longer able to change a situation, we are challenged to change ourselves.
Viktor Frankl
(Note: Frankl was an Austrian neurologist, psychiatrist, philosopher, writer, and Holocaust survivor, who was the founder of logotherapy, a school of psychotherapy that describes a search for a life’s meaning as the central human motivational force. )
For the ignorant, old age is winter. For the learned, old age is harvest.
Hasidic proverb
Sunday, June 12, 2022
Lines Composed a Few Miles above Tintern Abbey
… that serene and blessed mood,
In which the affections gently lead us on,—
Until, the breath of this corporeal frame
And even the motion of our human blood
Almost suspended, we are laid asleep
In body, and become a living soul:
While with an eye made quiet by the power
Of harmony, and the deep power of joy,
We see into the life of things.
William Wordsworth (1798)
When you walk across the fields with your mind pure and holy, then from all the stones and all growing things and all animals, the sparks of their soul come out and cling to you and then they are purified and become a holy fire in you.
Hasidic saying
Ode to Joy
(English translation)
O friends, no more of these sounds!
Let us sing more cheerful songs,
More songs full of joy!
Joy!
Joy!
Joy, bright spark of divinity,
Daughter of Elysium,
Fire-inspired we tread
Within thy sanctuary.
Thy magic power re-unites
All that custom has divided,
All men become brothers,
Under the sway of thy gentle wings.
Whoever has created
An abiding friendship,
Or has won
A true and loving wife,
All who can call at least one soul theirs,
Join our song of praise;
But those who cannot must creep tearfully
Away from our circle.
All creatures drink of joy
At natures breast.
Just and unjust
Alike taste of her gift;
She gave us kisses and the fruit of the vine,
A tried friend to the end.
Even the worm can feel contentment,
And the cherub stands before God!
Gladly, like the heavenly bodies
Which He sent on their courses
Through the splendor of the firmament;
Thus, brothers, you should run your race,
Like a hero going to victory!
You millions, I embrace you.
This kiss is for all the world!
Brothers, above the starry canopy
There must dwell a loving father.
Do you fall in worship, you millions?
World, do you know your creator?
Seek Him in the heavens;
Above the stars must he dwell.
Johann Christoph Friedrich von Schiller, German poet (1785)
(Note: “Ode to Joy” was first performed in Beethoven’s Ninth Choral Symphony 200 years ago, on May 7, 1824.
Regarding the line referencing “Daughter of Elysium” – Elysium, according to Greek mythology, is the dwelling place of virtuous people after death or, another definition, any place or condition of ideal bliss or complete happiness, paradise. )
Saturday, June 11, 2022
Attention is the rarest and purest form of generosity.
Simone Weil
Sometimes
Sometimes things don’t go, after all,
from bad to worse. Some years, muscadel
faces down frost; green thrives; the crops don’t fail,
sometimes a man aims high, and all goes well.
A people sometimes will step back from war;
elect an honest man, decide they care
enough, that they can’t leave some stranger poor.
Some men become what they were born for.
Sometimes our best efforts do not go
amiss, sometimes we do as we meant to.
The sun will sometimes melt a field of sorrow
that seemed hard frozen: may it happen for you.
Sheenagh Pugh
When Giving Is All We Have
One river gives
Its journey to the next.
We give because someone gave to us.
We give because nobody gave to us.
We give because giving has changed us.
We give because giving could have changed us.
We have been better for it,
We have been wounded by it—
Giving has many faces: It is loud and quiet,
Big, though small, diamond in wood-nails.
Its story is old, the plot worn and the pages too,
But we read this book, anyway, over and again:
Giving is, first and every time, hand to hand,
Mine to yours, yours to mine.
You gave me blue and I gave you yellow.
Together we are simple green. You gave me
What you did not have, and I gave you
What I had to give—together, we made
Something greater from the difference.
Alberto Rios
Perhaps the World Ends Here
The world begins at a kitchen table. No matter what, we must eat to live.
The gifts of earth are brought and prepared, set on the table. So it has been since creation, and it will go on.
We chase chickens or dogs away from it. Babies teethe at the corners. They scrape their knees under it.
It is here that children are given instructions on what it means to be human. We make men at it, we make women.
At this table we gossip, recall enemies and the ghosts of lovers.
Our dreams drink coffee with us as they put their arms around our children. They laugh with us at our poor falling-down selves and as we put ourselves back together once again at the table.
This table has been a house in the rain, an umbrella in the sun.
Wars have begun and ended at this table. It is a place to hide in the shadow of terror. A place to celebrate the terrible victory.
We have given birth on this table, and have prepared our parents for burial here.
At this table we sing with joy, with sorrow. We pray of suffering and remorse. We give thanks.
Perhaps the world will end at the kitchen table, while we are laughing and crying, eating of the last sweet bite.
Joy Harjo
The Way It Is
There’s a thread you follow.
It goes among things that change.
But it doesn’t change.
People wonder about what you are pursuing.
You have to explain about the thread.
But it is hard for others to see.
While you hold it you can’t get lost.
Tragedies happen; people get hurt
or die; and you suffer and get old.
Nothing you do can stop time’s unfolding.
You don’t ever let go of the thread.
William Stafford
Friday, June 10, 2022
My Inner Life
‘Tis true my garments threadbare are,
And sorry poor I seem;
But inly I am richer far
Than any poet’s dream.
For I’ve a hidden life no one
Can ever hope to see;
A sacred sanctuary none
May share with me.
Aloof I stand from out the strife,
Within my heart a song;
By virtue of my inner life
I to myself belong.
Against man-ruling I rebel,
Yet do not fear defeat,
For to my secret citadel
I may retreat.
Oh you who have an inner life
Beyond this dismal day
With wars and evil rumours rife,
Go blessedly your way.
Your refuge hold inviolate;
Unto yourself be true,
And shield serene from sordid fate
The Real You.
Robert William Service
(Note: Service (1874-1958) was a British-Canadian poet and writer, often called “the Bard of the Yukon” and the “Canadian Rudyard Kipling.” )
WHO DOES HE THINK SHE IS?
I asked the Zebra:
Are you black with white stripes?
Or white with black stripes?
And the zebra asked me:
Are you good with bad habits?
Or are you bad with good habits?
Are you noisy with quiet times?
Or are you quiet with noisy times?
Are you happy with some sad days?
Or are you sad with some happy days?
Are you neat with some sloppy ways?
Or are you sloppy with some neat ways?
And on and on and on and on
And on and on he went.
I’ll never ask a zebra
About stripes
Again
Shel Silverstein
BEAR IN THERE
There’s a polar bear
In our Frigidaire-
He likes it ’cause it’s cold in there.
With his seat in the meat
And his face in the fish
And his big hairy paws
In the buttery dish,
He’s nibbling the noodles,
He’s munching the rice,
He’s slurping the soda,
He’s licking the ice.
And he lets out a roar
If you open the door.
And it gives me a scare
To know he’s in there-
That polary bear
In our Fridgitydaire.
Shel Silverstein
Thursday, June 9, 2022
INNER PEACE
If you can start the day without caffeine,
If you can get going without pep pills,
If you can always be cheerful, ignoring aches and pains,
If you can resist complaining and boring people with your troubles,
If you can eat the same food every day and be grateful for it,
If you can understand when your loved ones are too busy to give you any time,
If you can overlook when those you love take it out on you when, through no fault of yours, something goes wrong,
If you can take criticism and blame without resentment,
If you can ignore a friend’s limited education and never correct him,
If you can resist treating a rich friend better than a poor friend,
If you can face the world without lies and deceit,
If you can conquer tension without medical help,
If you can relax without liquor,
If you can sleep without the aid of drugs,
If you can say honestly that deep in your heart you have no prejudice against creed, color, religion or politics,
Then, my friend, you are probably your family dog!
(Unknown author)
WORD OF THE DAY
Merak
(Serbian ) – A feeling of satisfaction, even bliss, and the sense of oneness with the universe that comes from the simplest of pleasures, the pursuit of small, daily pleasures that all add up to a great sense of happiness and fulfillment.
Wednesday, June 8, 2022
Rivers do not drink their own water;
trees do not eat their own fruit;
the sun does not shine on itself
and flowers do not spread their fragrance for themselves.
Living for others is a rule of nature.
We are all born to help each other.
No matter how difficult it is. . . .
Life is good when you are happy;
but much better when others are happy because of you.
Vedic proverb
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.
Simone Weil
Time you enjoy wasting is not wasted time.
Marthe Troly-Curtin, from her 1911 novel, Phrynette Married
Tuesday, June 7, 2022
I Dream a World
I dream a world where man
No other man will scorn,
Where love will bless the earth
And peace its paths adorn
I dream a world where all
Will know sweet freedom’s way,
Where greed no longer saps the soul
Nor avarice blights our day.
A world I dream where black or white,
Whatever race you be,
Will share the bounties of the earth
And every man is free,
Where wretchedness will hang its head
And joy, like a pearl,
Attends the needs of all mankind-
Of such I dream, my world!
Langston Hughes
Leisure
What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
No time to stand beneath the boughs
And stare as long as sheep or cows.
No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass.
No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night.
No time to turn at Beauty’s glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance.
No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began.
A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
W. H. Davies
(Note: William Henry Davies was a Welsh poet and writer. He spent much of his life as a tramp or hobo in the United Kingdom and the United States, yet became one of the most popular poets of his time. He lived from July 3, 1871 to September 26, 1940. )
Monday, June 6, 2022
A Tree Knows How
I think I am air.
I think I am dirt.
When I am both.
When I am neither –
like a tree.
Only,
a tree knows how
to be solid trunk and
strong, flexible limbs.
To silently speak,
with thousands of tongues,
that reach for both sunlight and rain.
To be fed by roots
that thread between rocks
and find their place in the earth.
To grow in two directions at once.
To touch clouds
without floating in them.
To be grounded, not buried.
To never know what a tree is.
To simply be one.
Lea Seigen Shinraku
When I was young, I admired clever people. Now that I am old, I admire kind people.
Rabbi Abraham Joshua Heschel
Appreciation is a wonderful thing. It makes what is excellent in others belong to us as well.
Voltaire
WILD GEESE
You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting —
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.
Mary Oliver
Sunday, June 5, 2022
An aging master grew tired of his apprentice’s complaints. One morning, he sent him to get some salt. When the apprentice returned, the master told the apprentice to mix a handful of salt in a glass of water and then drink it.
“How does it taste?” the master asked.
“Bitter,” said the apprentice.
The master chuckled and then asked the apprentice to take the same handful of salt and put it in the lake. The two walked in silence to the nearby lake and once the apprentice swirled the handful of salt in the water, the master said, “Now drink from the lake.”
As the water dripped down the young apprentice’s chin, the master asked, “How does it taste?”
“Fresh,” remarked the apprentice.
“Do you taste the salt?” asked the master.
“No,” said the apprentice. At this the master sat beside this serious young apprentice, and explained softly,
“The pain of life is pure salt; no more, no less. The amount of pain in life remains exactly the same. However, the amount of bitterness we taste depends on the container we put the pain in. So when you are in pain, the only thing you can do is to enlarge your sense of things. Stop being a glass. Become a lake.”
(Unknown)
LIFE
Life, believe, is not a dream
So dark as sages say;
Oft a little morning rain
Foretells a pleasant day.
Sometimes there are clouds of gloom,
But these are transient all;
If the shower will make the roses bloom,
O why lament its fall?
Charlotte Bronte (1816-1855)
Saturday, June 4, 2022
From the standpoint of daily life, however, there is one thing we do know: that we are here for the sake of each other – above all for those upon whose smile and well-being our own happiness depends, and also for the countless unknown souls with whose fate we are connected by a bond of sympathy. Many times a day I realize how much my own outer and inner life is built upon the labors of my fellow men and women, both living and dead, and how earnestly I must exert myself in order to give in return as much as I have received.
Einstein
When We Plant a Rose Seed in the Earth
When we plant a rose seed in the earth, we notice that it is small, but we do not criticize it as “rootless and stemless.” We treat it as a seed, giving it the water and nourishment required of a seed. When it first shoots up out of the earth, we don’t condemn it as immature and underdeveloped; nor do we criticize the buds for not being open when they appear. We stand in wonder at the process taking place and give the plant the care it needs at each stage of its development. The rose is a rose from the time it is a seed to the time it dies. Within it, at all times, it contains its whole potential. It seems to be constantly in the process of change; yet at each state, at each moment, it is perfectly all right as it is.
W. Timothy Galley
Friday, June 3, 2022
WORDS OF THE DAY
Ruhe
(German ) Peace and quiet, when nothing around you bothers you and you feel calm and good.
Woohitike
(Lakota ) The inner bravery that is found in every human spirit.
Desiderata
Go placidly amid the noise and the haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible, without surrender, be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even to the dull and the ignorant; they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons; they are vexatious to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain or bitter, for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.
Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs, for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals, and everywhere life is full of heroism.
Be yourself. Especially do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is as perennial as the grass.
Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself.
You are a child of the universe no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should. Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be.
And whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life, keep peace in your soul. With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.
Max Ehrmann (1927-1948)
Reverie in Open Air
I acknowledge my status as a stranger:
Inappropriate clothes, odd habits
Out of sync with wasp and wren.
I admit I don’t know how
To sit still or move without purpose.
I prefer books to moonlight, statuary to trees.
But this lawn has been leveled for looking,
So I kick off my sandals and walk its cool green.
Who claims we’re mere muscle and fluids?
My feet are the primitives here.
As for the rest—ah, the air now
Is a tonic of absence, bearing nothing
But news of a breeze.
Rita Dove
Thursday, June 2, 2022
Happiness
If luck you chase, you have not grown
enough for happiness to stay,
not even if you get your way.
If, what you lost, you still bemoan,
and grasp at tasks, and dash and dart,
you have not known true peace of heart.
But if no wishes are your own,
and you don’t try to win the game,
and Lady Luck is just a name,
then tides of life won’t reach your breast
and all your strife
and all your soul will rest.
Hermann Hesse
Twinkle, Twinkle Little Star
Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky.
When the blazing sun is gone,
When the nothing shines upon,
Then you show your little light,
Twinkle, twinkle, all the night.
Then the traveler in the dark
Thanks you for your tiny spark,
How could he see where to go,
If you did not twinkle so?
In the dark blue sky you keep,
Often through my curtains peep
For you never shut your eye,
Till the sun is in the sky.
As your bright and tiny spark
Lights the traveler in the dark,
Though I know not what you are,
Twinkle, twinkle, little star.
Jane Taylor (September 23, 1783 – April 13, 1824)
(Note: Taylor was an English poet and novelist best known for the lyrics of the widely known “Twinkle, Twinkle, Little Star” which was published in 1806 under the title of “Little Star.”)
Wednesday, June 1, 2022
I Wandered Lonely As A Cloud
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
William Wordsworth
(Note: Considered the most popular poem by Wordsworth, “I Wandered Lonely As A Cloud” was inspired by an event on April 15, 1802 when Wordsworth and his sister Dorothy came across a “long belt” of daffodils while wandering in the forest. Wordsworth said he wrote the poem from memory from that experience around 1804 and it was published in 1807 and revised for a second publication in 1815. )
PUT SOMETHING IN
Draw a crazy picture,
Write a nutty poem,
Sing a mumble-gumble song,
Whistle through your comb.
Do a loony-goony dance
‘Cross the kitchen floor,
Put something silly in the world
That ain’t been there before.
Shel Silverstein
CRYSTAL BALL
Come see your life in my crystal glass—
Twenty-five cents is all you pay.
Let me look into your past—
Here’s what you had for lunch today:
Tuna salad and mashed potatoes,
Green pea soup and apple juice,
Collard greens and stewed tomatoes,
Chocolate milk and lemon mousse.
You admit I’ve told it all?
Well, I know it, I confess,
Not by looking in my ball,
But just by looking at your dress.
Shel Silverstein
Tuesday, May 31, 2022
Outside is the joy of the drop. Inside is the joy of the ocean.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
A loving heart, a heart full of love, is the precious essence of human life.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
UNIVERSAL TRUTH OF THE GOLDEN RULE
Christianity
In everything, do to others as you would have them do to you; for this is the law and the prophets.
Jesus, Matthew 7:12, and Confucianism
Judaism
What is hateful to you, do not do to your neighbor. This is the whole Torah; all the rest is commentary. Go and learn it.
Hillel, Talmud, Shabbath 31a
Islam
Not one of you truly believes until you wish for others what you wish for yourself.
The Prophet Muhammad, Hadith
Buddhism
Treat not others in ways that you yourself would find hurtful.
The Buddha, Udana-Varga, 5.18
Hinduism
This is the sum of duty: do not do to others what would cause pain if done to you.
Mahabharata, 5:1517
WORD OF THE DAY
Hoʻoponopono
(Hawaiian ) An interaction where all parties practice forgiveness and restitution.
Monday, May 30, 2022
To be hopeful in bad times is not just foolishly romantic. It is based on the fact that human history is a history not only of cruelty, but also of compassion, sacrifice, courage, kindness.
What we choose to emphasize in this complex history will determine our lives. If we see only the worst, it destroys our capacity to do something. If we remember those times and places—and there are so many—where people have behaved magnificently, this gives us the energy to act, and at least the possibility of sending this spinning top of a world in a different direction.
And if we do act, in however small a way, we don’t have to wait for some grand utopian future. The future is an infinite succession of presents, and to live now as we think human beings should live, in defiance of all that is bad around us, is itself a marvelous victory.
Howard Zinn
Each Moment Is Precious
Live in the moment,
Just take it all in.
Pay attention to everything,
Right there and right then.
Don’t let your mind wander
To what’s coming next.
Cherish this moment
And give it your best.
Don’t let tomorrow
Make you rush through today,
Or too many great moments
Will just go to waste.
And the person you’re with,
In that moment you share,
Give them all of your focus;
Be totally there.
Laugh till it hurts,
Let the tears drop.
Fill up each moment
With all that you’ve got.
Don’t miss the details;
The lesson is there.
Don’t get complacent;
Stay sharp and aware.
It can take but a moment
To change your life’s path.
And once it ticks by,
There is no going back.
In just 60 seconds,
You may make a new friend.
Find your true love,
Or see a life start or end.
You become who you are
In those moments you live.
And the growth’s not in taking
But in how much you give.
Life is just moments,
So precious and few.
Whether valued or squandered,
It’s all up to you!
Patricia A. Fleming
Sunday, May 29, 2022
Have You Earned Your Tomorrow
Is anybody happier because you passed his way?
Does anyone remember that you spoke to him today?
This day is almost over, and its toiling time is through;
Is there anyone to utter now a kindly word of you?
Did you give a cheerful greeting to the friend who came along?
Or a churlish sort of “Howdy” and then vanish in the throng?
Were you selfish pure and simple as you rushed along the way,
Or is someone mighty grateful for a deed you did today?
Can you say tonight, in parting with the day that’s slipping fast,
That you helped a single brother of the many that you passed?
Is a single heart rejoicing over what you did or said;
Does a man whose hopes were fading now with courage look ahead?
Did you waste the day, or lose it, was it well or sorely spent?
Did you leave a trail of kindness or a scar of discontent?
As you close your eyes in slumber do you think that God would say,
You have earned one more tomorrow by the work you did today.
Edgar Guest
(Note: Known as the People’s Poet, Guest’s poem was first published in 1916 in the Detroit Free Press. )
Remember that not getting what you want is sometimes a wonderful stroke of luck.
Dalai Lama
Saturday, May 28, 2022
Sea-Fever
I must go down to the seas again, to the lonely sea and the sky,
And all I ask is a tall ship and a star to steer her by;
And the wheel’s kick and the wind’s song and the white sail’s shaking,
And a grey mist on the sea’s face, and a grey dawn breaking.
I must go down to the seas again, for the call of the running tide
Is a wild call and a clear call that may not be denied;
And all I ask is a windy day with the white clouds flying,
And the flung spray and the blown spume, and the sea-gulls crying.
I must go down to the seas again, to the vagrant gypsy life,
To the gull’s way and the whale’s way where the wind’s like a whetted knife;
And all I ask is a merry yarn from a laughing fellow-rover,
And quiet sleep and a sweet dream when the long trick’s over.
John Masefield
If I had to live my life again, I would have made a rule to read some poetry and listen to some music at least once every week; for perhaps the parts of my brain now atrophied would thus have been kept active through use.
Charles Darwin
WORD OF THE DAY
Apnapan
(Hindi ) Having a quality where you accept people as they are, think of them as your own, take care of the ones you love, not expecting anything in return…
Friday, May 27, 2022
Be Glad of Life
because it gives you the chance
to love and to work and to play
and to look up at the stars;
to be satisfied with your possessions;
to despise nothing in the world
except falsehood and meanness,
to fear nothing except cowardice;
to be governed by your admirations
rather than by your disgusts;
to covet nothing that is your neighbor’s
except his kindness of heart and gentleness of manners;
to think seldom of your enemies,
often of your friends,
to spend as much time as you can,
with body and with spirit, out of doors,
these are the little guideposts on the footpath to peace.
Henry Van Dyke
It does not matter how slowly you go as long as you do not stop.
Confucius
Our greatest glory is not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall.
Confucius
Thursday, May 26, 2022
You can’t stay in your corner of the Forest waiting for others to come to you. You have to go to them sometimes.
Winnie the Pooh
Love is taking a few steps backward, maybe even more, to give way to the happiness of the person you love.
Winnie the Pooh
Wednesday, May 25, 2022
People like you and I, though mortal of course like everyone else, do not grow old no matter how long we live. What I mean is we never cease to stand like curious children before the great Mystery into which we were born.
Albert Einstein, written to his old friend, Otto Juliusburger, in September 1942
A Prayer
I want to be ever a child
I want to feel an eternal friendship
for the raindrops, the flowers,
the insects, the snowflakes.
I want to be keenly interested in everything,
with mind and muscle ever alert,
forgetting my troubles in the next moment.
The stars and the sea, the ponds and the trees,
the birds and the animals, are my comrades.
Though my muscles may stiffen, though my skin may
wrinkle, may I never find myself yawning
at life.
Toyohiko Kagawa
Don’t Rush Me Please
I am a snail—
Don’t rush me, please.
I’m heading for
Those cherry trees.
I have no place
I have to be,
No pressing thing
I have to see.
I like this speed;
I like being slow;
It gives me time
To get to know
All the flowers
That I pass,
Every blade
Of every grass.
I am a snail;
This is my way.
Don’t rush me, please.
We’ve got all day.
Barbara Vance
Tuesday, May 24, 2022
There are good ships and there are wood ships, there are ships that sail the sea. But the best ships are friendships—and may they always be.
Old Irish Proverb
There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle The other is as though everything is a miracle.
Albert Einstein
WORD OF THE DAY
Fargin
(Yiddish, n ) Wholeheartedly and fully expressing your pride and happiness at another person’s success.
Monday, May 23, 2022
Who You Are
Who you are is so much more than what you do. The essence, shining through the heart, soul, and center, the bare and bold truth of you does not lie in your to-do list. You are not just at the surface of your skin, not just the impulse to arrange the muscles of your face into a smile or a frown, not jut boundless energy, or bone wearying fatigue. Delve deeper. You are divinity; the vast and open sky of spirit. It’s the light of God, the ember at your core, the passion and the presence, the timeless, deathless essence of you that reaches out and touches me. Who you are transcends fear and turns suffering into liberation. Who you are is love.
Danna Faulds
Invitation
Oh do you have time
to linger
for just a little while
out of your busy
and very important day
for the goldfinches
that have gathered
in a field of thistles
for a musical battle,
to see who can sing
the highest note,
or the lowest,
or the most expressive of mirth,
or the most tender?
Their strong, blunt beaks
drink the air
as they strive
melodiously
not for your sake
and not for mine
and not for the sake of winning
but for sheer delight and gratitude –
believe us, they say,
it is a serious thing
just to be alive
on this fresh morning
in the broken world.
I beg of you,
do not walk by
without pausing
to attend to this
rather ridiculous performance.
It could mean something.
It could mean everything.
It could be what Rilke meant, when he wrote:
You must change your life.
Mary Oliver
Sunday, May 22, 2022
FOUND
Maybe it’s all utterly meaningless.
Maybe it’s all unutterably meaningful.
If you want to know which,
pay attention to
what it means to be truly human
in a world that half the time
we’re in love with
and half the time
scares the hell out of us…
The unexpected sound of your name on somebody’s lips.
The good dream.
The strange coincidence.
The moment that brings tears to your eyes.
The person who brings life to your life.
Even the smallest events hold the greatest clues.
Frederick Buechner, 95, American writer, ordained Presbyterian minister, author of more than thirty published books, and winner of the O. Henry Award, the Rosenthal Award, and the Christianity and Literature Belles Lettres Prize.
Invictus
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.
William Ernest Henley
(Note: Nelson Mandela was jailed 27 years for his anti-apartheid activism and in 1994 became President of South Africa. Mandela said he regularly recited the poem, Invictus, during his imprisonment, to sustain his hope, resilience, and strength against considerable odds. Invictus, which means “unconquerable” or “undefeated” in Latin, was written in 1875 by William Ernest Henley. )
Hokusai Says
Hokusai says look carefully.
He says pay attention, notice.
He says keep looking, stay curious.
He says there is no end to seeing.
He says look forward to getting old.
He says keep changing,
you just get more who you really are.
He says get stuck, accept it, repeat
yourself as long as it is interesting.
He says keep doing what you love.
He says keep praying.
He says everyone of us is a child,
everyone of us is ancient,
everyone of us has a body.
He says everyone of us is frightened.
He says everyone of us has to find
a way to live with fear.
He says everything is alive–
shells, buildings, people, fish,
mountains, trees, wood is alive.
Water is alive.
Everything has its own life.
Everything lives inside us.
He says live with the world inside you.
He says it doesn’t matter if you draw,
or write books. It doesn’t matter
if you saw wood, or catch fish.
It doesn’t matter if you sit at home
and stare at the ants on your veranda
or the shadows of the trees
and grasses in your garden.
It matters that you care.
It matters that you feel.
It matters that you notice.
It matters that life lives through you.
Contentment is life living through you.
Joy is life living through you.
Satisfaction and strength
is life living through you.
He says don’t be afraid.
Don’t be afraid.
Love, feel, let life take you by the hand.
Let life live through you.
Roger S. Keyes
Saturday, May 21, 2022
Only the open gate can receive visitors.
Only the open hand can receive gifts.
Only the open mind can receive wisdom.
Only the open heart can receive love.
Our doors are open to you.
Anonymous
WORD OF THE DAY
Zindabad
(Urdu ) “Long live.” You can put the name of a person or a country before “zindabad” as a phrase of encouragement.
In zazen, leave your front door and back door open. Let thoughts come and go. Just don’t serve them tea.
Shunryu Suzuki
Friday, May 20, 2022
ARTICLE: COVID Burnout? Turn Off Your Mind, Relax, and Float Downstream
(click here to read)
In Blackwater Woods
Look, the trees
are turning
their own bodies
into pillars
of light,
are giving off the rich
fragrance of cinnamon
and fulfillment,
the long tapers
of cattails
are bursting and floating away over
the blue shoulders
of the ponds,
and every pond,
no matter what its
name is, is
nameless now.
Every year
everything
I have ever learned
in my lifetime
leads back to this: the fires
and the black river of loss
whose other side
is salvation,
whose meaning
none of us will ever know.
To live in this world
you must be able
to do three things:
to love what is mortal;
to hold it
against your bones knowing
your own life depends on it;
and, when the times comes to let it go,
to let it go.
Mary Oliver
UNDERFACE
Underneath my outside face
There’s a face that none can see.
A little less smiley,
A little less sure,
But a whole lot more like me.
Shel Silverstein, Every Thing On It
DIVING BOARD
You’ve been up on that diving board
Making sure that it’s nice and straight.
You’ve made sure that it’s not too slick.
You’ve made sure it can stand the weight.
You’ve made sure that the spring is tight.
You’ve made sure that the cloth won’t slip.
You’ve made sure that it bounces right,
And that your toes can get a grip—
And you’ve been up there since half past five
Doin’ everything… but DIVE.
Shel Silverstein, Falling Up
Thursday, May 19, 2022
There is something beyond our mind which abides in silence within our mind. It is the supreme mystery beyond thought. Let one’s mind rest on that and not rest on anything else.
Upanishads
There is a light that shines beyond all things on earth, beyond us all, beyond the heaven, beyond the highest, the very highest heavens. This is the Light that shines in our Heart.
Upanishads
WORD OF THE DAY
Schwellenangst
(German ) The excitement or fear of beginning a new chapter in one’s life.
Wednesday, May 18, 2022
There is a solitude of space
A solitude of sea
A solitude of death, but these
Society shall be
Compared with that profounder site
That polar privacy
A soul admitted to itself—
Finite infinity!
Emily Dickinson
Love After Love
The time will come
when, with elation,
you will greet yourself arriving
at your own door, in your own mirror,
and each will smile at the other’s welcome,
And say, sit here. Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was yourself.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
to itself, to the stranger who has loved you
all your life, whom you ignored
for another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,
the photographs, the desperate notes,
peel your own image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.
Derek Walcott
(Note: In 1992, Walcott became the first Caribbean writer to receive the Nobel Prize in Literature. )
Tuesday, May 17, 2022
Go back and take care of yourself.
Your body needs you, your feelings need you,
Your perceptions need you.
Your suffering needs you to acknowledge it.
Go home and be there for all these things.
Thich Nhat Hanh
It is said that before entering the sea
a river trembles with fear.
She looks back at the path she has traveled,
from the peaks of the mountains,
the long winding road crossing forests and villages.
And in front of her,
she sees an ocean so vast,
that to enter
there seems nothing more than to disappear forever.
But there is no other way.
The river cannot go back.
Nobody can go back.
To go back is impossible in existence.
The river needs to take the risk
of entering the ocean
because only then will fear disappear,
because that’s where the river will know
it’s not about disappearing into the ocean,
but of becoming the ocean.
Kahlil Gibran
At the heart of every winter,
there is a quivering spring;
and behind the veil of each night
there is a smiling dawn.
Kahlil Gibran
Monday, May 16, 2022
If you don’t become the ocean, you will get seasick every day.
Leonard Cohen
My future starts when I wake up every morning.
Miles Davis
Sunday, May 15, 2022
Thus, without expectation,
One will always perceive the subtlety,
And, with expectation,
One will always perceive the boundary.
Tao Te Ching
I can feel everything and survive. What I thought would kill me, didn’t. Every time I said to myself: I can’t take this anymore — I was wrong. The truth was that I could and did take it all — and I kept surviving. Surviving again and again made me less afraid of myself, of other people, of life. I learned that I’d never be free from pain but I could be free from the fear of pain, and that was enough.
Glennon Doyle, Untamed
When Great Trees Fall
When great trees fall,
rocks on distant hills shudder,
lions hunker down
in tall grasses,
and even elephants
lumber after safety.
When great trees fall
in forests,
small things recoil into silence,
their senses
eroded beyond fear.
When great souls die,
the air around us becomes
light, rare, sterile.
We breathe, briefly.
Our eyes, briefly,
see with
a hurtful clarity.
Our memory, suddenly sharpened,
examines,
gnaws on kind words
unsaid,
promised walks
never taken.
Great souls die and
our reality, bound to
them, takes leave of us.
Our souls,
dependent upon their
nurture,
now shrink, wizened.
Our minds, formed
and informed by their
radiance,
fall away.
We are not so much maddened
as reduced to the unutterable ignorance
of dark, cold
caves.
And when great souls die,
after a period peace blooms,
slowly and always
irregularly. Spaces fill
with a kind of
soothing electric vibration.
Our senses, restored, never
to be the same, whisper to us.
They existed. They existed.
We can be. Be and be
better. For they existed.
Maya Angelou
Saturday, May 14, 2022
There are moments when one feels free from one’s own identification with human limitations and inadequacies. At such moments, one imagines that one stands on some spot of a small planet, gazing in amazement at the cold yet profoundly moving beauty of the eternal, the unfathomable: life and death flow into one, and there is neither evolution nor destiny; only being.
Albert Einstein
Although I am a typical loner in daily life, my consciousness of belonging to the invisible community of those who strive for truth, beauty, and justice has preserved me from feeling isolated.
Albert Einstein
The Brook
I come from haunts of coot and hern,
I make a sudden sally,
And sparkle out among the fern,
To bicker down a valley.
By thirty hills I hurry down,
Or slip between the ridges,
By twenty thorps, a little town,
And half a hundred bridges.
Till last by Philip’s farm I flow
To join the brimming river,
For men may come and men may go,
But I go on forever.
I chatter over stony ways,
In little sharps and trebles,
I bubble into eddying bays,
I babble on the pebbles.
With many a curve my banks I fret
by many a field and fallow,
And many a fairy foreland set
With willow-weed and mallow.
I chatter, chatter, as I flow
To join the brimming river,
For men may come and men may go,
But I go on forever.
I wind about, and in and out,
with here a blossom sailing,
And here and there a lusty trout,
And here and there a grayling,
And here and there a foamy flake
Upon me, as I travel
With many a silver water-break
Above the golden gravel,
And draw them all along, and flow
To join the brimming river,
For men may come and men may go,
But I go on forever.
I steal by lawns and grassy plots,
I slide by hazel covers;
I move the sweet forget-me-nots
That grow for happy lovers.
I slip, I slide, I gloom, I glance,
Among my skimming swallows;
I make the netted sunbeam dance
Against my sandy shallows.
I murmur under moon and stars
In brambly wildernesses;
I linger by my shingly bars;
I loiter round my cresses;
And out again I curve and flow
To join the brimming river,
For men may come and men may go,
But I go on forever.
Alfred, Lord Tennyson
Friday, May 13, 2022
A Day of Sunshine
O gift of God! O perfect day:
Whereon shall no man work, but play;
Whereon it is enough for me,
Not to be doing, but to be!
Through every fibre of my brain,
Through every nerve, through every vein,
I feel the electric thrill, the touch
Of life, that seems almost too much.
I hear the wind among the trees
Playing celestial symphonies;
I see the branches downward bent,
Like keys of some great instrument.
And over me unrolls on high
The splendid scenery of the sky,
Where through a sapphire sea the sun
Sails like a golden galleon,
Towards yonder cloud-land in the West,
Towards yonder Islands of the Blest,
Whose steep sierra far uplifts
Its craggy summits white with drifts.
Blow, winds! and waft through all the rooms
The snow-flakes of the cherry-blooms!
Blow, winds! and bend within my reach
The fiery blossoms of the peach!
O Life and Love! O happy throng
Of thoughts, whose only speech is song!
O heart of man! canst thou not be
Blithe as the air is, and as free?
Henry Wordsworth Longfellow
(Note: Longfellow was an American poet and educator whose works include “Paul Revere’s Ride”, The Song of Hiawatha, and Evangeline. He was the first American to translate Dante Alighieri’s “Divine Comedy” and was one of the fireside poets from New England. He lived from 1807-1882. )
One who cannot tolerate small misfortunes can never accomplish great things.
Chinese proverb
One of the advantages of being disorderly is that one is constantly making exciting discoveries!
AA Milne
Thursday, May 12, 2022
The Brain—is wider than the Sky—
For—put them side by side—
The one the other will contain
With ease—and You—beside—
The Brain is deeper than the sea—
For—hold them—Blue to Blue—
The one the other will absorb—
As Sponges—Buckets—do—
The Brain is just the weight of God—
For—Heft them—Pound for Pound—
And they will differ—if they do—
As Syllable from Sound—
Emily Dickinson
Sneezles
Christopher Robin
Had wheezles
And sneezles,
They bundled him
Into
His bed.
They gave him what goes
With a cold in the nose,
And some more for a cold
In the head.
They wondered
If wheezles
Could turn
Into measles,
If sneezles
Would turn
Into mumps;
They examined his chest
For a rash,
And the rest
Of his body for swellings and lumps.
They sent for some doctors
In sneezles
And wheezles
To tell them what ought
To be done.
All sorts and conditions
Of famous physicians
Came hurrying round
At a run.
They all made a note
Of the state of his throat,
They asked if he suffered from thirst;
They asked if the sneezles
Came after the wheezles,
Or if the first sneezle
Came first.
They said, “If you teazle
A sneezle
Or wheezle,
A measle
May easily grow.
But humour or pleazle
The wheezle
Or sneezle,
The measle
Will certainly go.”
They expounded the reazles
For sneezles
And wheezles,
The manner of measles
When new.
They said “If he freezles
In draughts and in breezles,
Then PHTHEEZLES
May even ensue.”
Christopher Robin
Got up in the morning,
The sneezles had vanished away.
And the look in his eye
Seemed to say to the sky,
“Now, how to amuse them to-day?”
A.A. Milne
Wednesday, May 11, 2022
Still Here
I been scarred and battered.
My hopes the wind done scattered.
Snow has friz me,
Sun has baked me,
Looks like between ’em they done
Tried to make me
Stop laughin’, stop lovin’, stop livin’–
But I don’t care!
I’m still here!
Langston Hughes
One day the sun admitted,
I am just a shadow.
I wish I could show you the Infinite Incandescence
That has cast my brilliant image!
I wish I could show you,
when you are lonely or in darkness,
The Astonishing Light
of your Own Being!
Hafez
Tuesday, May 10, 2022
I have no special talents. I am only passionately curious.
Albert Einstein
Education is not the filling of a pail, but the lighting of a fire.
William Butler Yeats, Irish poet, dramatist, prose writer, and one of the greatest English-language poets of the 20th century, who received the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1923.
Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.
William Shakespeare
Monday, May 9, 2022
When I say it’s you I like, I’m talking about the part of you that knows that life is far more than anything you can ever see, or hear, or touch. That deep part of you that allows you to stand for those things without which humankind cannot survive. Love that conquers hate. Peace that rises triumphant over war. And justice that proves more powerful than greed. So, in all that you do in all of your life, I wish you the strength and the grace to make those choices which will allow you and your neighbor to become the best of whoever you are.
Fred Rogers, of Mister Rogers’ Neighborhood, from the closing remarks of his commencement address at Dartmouth College in 2002 (from NPR’s “Best Commencement Speeches Ever.”)
it was when I stopped searching
for home within others
and lifted the foundations
of home within myself
I found there were no roots
more intimate than those
between a mind and body
that have decided to be whole.
Rupi Kaur
Sunday, May 8, 2022
Small Kindnesses
I’ve been thinking about the way, when you walk
down a crowded aisle, people pull in their legs
to let you by. Or how strangers still say “bless you”
when someone sneezes, a leftover
from the Bubonic plague. “Don’t die,” we are saying.
And sometimes, when you spill lemons
from your grocery bag, someone else will help you
pick them up. Mostly, we don’t want to harm each other.
We want to be handed our cup of coffee hot,
and to say thank you to the person handing it. To smile
at them and for them to smile back. For the waitress
to call us honey when she sets down the bowl of clam chowder,
and for the driver in the red pick-up truck to let us pass.
We have so little of each other, now. So far
from tribe and fire. Only these brief moments of exchange.
What if they are the true dwelling of the holy, these
fleeting temples we make together when we say, “Here,
have my seat,” “Go ahead — you first,” “I like your hat.”
Danusha Laméris
On Children
And a woman who held a babe against her bosom said, Speak to us of Children.
And he said:
Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness;
For even as He loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable.
Kahlil Gibran
Saturday, May 7, 2022
Give Me Strength
This is my prayer to thee, my lord—strike,
strike at the root of penury in my heart.
Give me the strength lightly to bear my joys and sorrows.
Give me the strength to make my love fruitful in service.
Give me the strength never to disown the poor or bend my knees before insolent might.
Give me the strength to raise my mind high above daily trifles.
And give me the strength to surrender my strength to thy will with love.
Rabindranath Tagore
Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one’s courage.
Anais Nin
We can easily forgive a child who is afraid of the dark; the real tragedy of life is when men are afraid of the light.
Plato
Friday, May 6, 2022
People try to get away from it all—to the country, to the beach, to the mountains. I always wish that I could too. Which is idiotic: You can get away from it anytime you like. By going within. Nowhere you can go is more peaceful—more free of interruptions—than your own soul. … An instant’s recollection and there it is: complete tranquility. And by tranquility I mean a kind of harmony. So keep getting away from it all—like that. Renew yourself. But keep it brief and basic. A quick visit should be enough to ward off all anxiety and send you back ready to face what awaits you.
Marcus Aurelius, Stoic philosopher and Roman emperor from the 2nd century CE
WORD OF THE DAY
Meraki
(Greek ) When you pour yourself wholeheartedly into doing something with your soul, creativity or love. It’s when you leave a piece of yourself in your work.
Thursday, May 5, 2022
Birthright
Despite illness of body or mind,
in spite of blinding despair or habitual belief,
who you are is whole.
Let nothing keep you separate from the truth.
The soul, illumined from within,
longs to be known for what it is.
Undying, untouched by fire or the storms of life,
there is a place inside where stillness and abiding peace reside.
You can ride the breath to go there.
Despite doubt or hopeless turns of mind, you are not broken.
Spirit surrounds, embraces, fills you from the inside out.
Release everything that isn’t your true nature.
What’s left, the fullness, light and shadow,
claim all that as your birthright.
Danna Faulds
Dear you,
You who always have
so many things to do
so many places to be
your mind spinning like
fan blades at high speed
each moment always a blur
because you’re never still.
I know you’re tired.
I also know it’s not your fault.
The constant brain-buzz is like
a swarm of bees threatening
to sting if you close your eyes.
You’ve forgotten something again.
You need to prepare for that or else.
You should have done that differently.
What if you closed your eyes?
Would the world fall
apart without you?
Or would your mind
become the open sky
flock of thoughts
flying across the sunrise
as you just watched and smiled.
Kaveri Patel
Wednesday, May 4, 2022
Don’t meditate to fix yourself, to heal yourself, to improve yourself, to redeem yourself; rather, do it as an act of love, of deep warm friendship to yourself. In this way there is no longer any need for the subtle aggression of self-improvement, for the endless guilt of not doing enough. It offers the possibility of an end to the ceaseless round of trying so hard that wraps so many people’s lives in a knot. Instead there is now meditation as an act of love. How endlessly delightful and encouraging.
Rob Sharples
“Golden Slumbers” (1969)
Once there was a way
To get back homeward
Once there was a way
To get back home
Sleep, pretty darling, do not cry
And I will sing a lullaby
Golden slumbers fill your eyes
Smiles await you when you rise
Sleep pretty darling, do not cry
And I will sing a lullaby
Once there was a way
To get back homeward
Once there was a way
To get back home
Sleep, pretty darling, do not cry
And I will sing a lullaby
Paul McCartney, Abbey Road, 1969
Golden Slumbers (1603)
Golden slumbers kiss your eyes,
Smiles awake you when you rise,
Sleep, pretty wantons, do not cry,
And I will sing a lullaby,
Rock them, rock them, lullaby,
Care is heavy, therefore sleep you,
You are care, and care must keep you,
And I will sing a lullaby,
Rock them, rock them, lullaby.
Thomas Dekker, with Henry Chettle and William Haughton, 1603
Tuesday, May 3, 2022
Planet
This morning this planet is covered by winds and blue.
This morning this planet glows with dustless perfect light,
enough that I can see one million sharp leaves
from where I stand. I walk on this planet, its hard-packed
dirt and prickling grass, and I don’t fall off. I come down
soft if I choose, hard if I choose. I never float away.
Sometimes I want to be weightless on this planet, and so
I wade into a brown river or dive through a wave
and for a while feel nothing under my feet. Sometimes
I want to hear what it was like before the air, and so I duck
under the water and listen to the muted hums. I’m ashamed
to say that most days I forget this planet. That most days
I think about dentist appointments and plagiarists
and the various ways I can try to protect my body from itself.
Last weekend I saw Jupiter through a giant telescope,
its storm stripes, four of its sixty-seven moons, and was filled
with fierce longing, bitter that instead of Ganymede or Europa,
I had only one moon floating in my sky, the moon
called Moon, its face familiar and stale. But this morning
I stepped outside and the wind nearly knocked me down.
This morning I stepped outside and the blue nearly
crushed me. This morning this planet is so loud with itself—
its winds, its insects, its grackles and mourning doves—
that I can hardly hear my own lamentations. This planet.
All its grooved bark, all its sand of quartz and bones
and volcanic glass, all its creeping thistle lacing the yards
with spiny purple. I’m trying to come down soft today.
I’m trying to see this place even as I’m walking through it.
Catherine Pierce
Living in the Now
What’s gone has made you what you are
So don’t fear what’s ahead
Put trust in what will be, will be
And choose to live instead
Don’t live in the now worrying
What may or may not be
Take this moment in your time
And live it totally
There’s no time like the present
Breathe deep and feel alive
Living in the here and now
Will help you rise and thrive
Now is all there ever is
It’s the only time that’s real
Let the future take it’s course
And leave the past to heal
Vanessa Hughes
Monday, May 2, 2022
Walk Don’t Run
Walk, don’t run.
That’s it.
Walk, don’t run.
Slow down, breathe deeply,
and open your eyes because there’s
a whole world right here within this one.
The bush doesn’t suddenly catch on fire, it’s been burning the whole time.
Moses is simply moving
slowly enough to see it. And when he does,
he takes off his sandals.
Not because
the ground has suddenly become holy,
but because he’s just now becoming aware that
the ground has been holy the whole time.
Efficiency is not God’s highest goal for your life,
neither is busyness,
or how many things you can get done in one day,
or speed, or even success.
But walking,
which leads to seeing,
now that’s something.
That’s the invitation for every one of us today,
and everyday, in every conversation, interaction,
event, and moment: to walk, not run. And in doing so,
to see a whole world right here within this one.
Rob Bell
You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep Spring from coming.
Pablo Neruda, Chilean poet, diplomat and politician who won the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1971
Sunday, May 1, 2022
Boundaries
The universe does not
revolve around you.
The stars and planets spinning
through the ballroom of space
dance with one another
quite outside of your small life.
You cannot hold gravity
or seasons; even air and water
inevitably evade your grasp.
Why not, then, let go?
You could move through time
like a shark through water,
neither restless or ceasing,
absorbed in and absorbing
the native element.
Why pretend you can do otherwise?
The world comes in at every pore,
mixes in your blood before
breath releases you into
the world again. Did you think
the fragile boundary of your skin
could build a wall?
Listen. Every molecule is humming
its particular pitch.
Of course you are a symphony.
Whose tune do you think
the planets are singing
as they dance?
Lynn Ungar
The Rainbow
Boats sail on the rivers,
And ships sail on the seas;
But clouds that sail across the sky
Are prettier far than these.
There are bridges on the rivers,
As pretty as you please;
But the bow that bridges heaven,
And overtops the trees,
And builds a road from earth to sky,
Is prettier far than these.
Christina Rossetti
Saturday, April 30, 2022
Gratitude turns what we have into enough.
Aesop
If the only prayer you ever say in your entire life is thank you, it will be enough.
Meister Eckhart
Gratitude is the fairest blossom which springs from the soul.
Henry Ward Beecher
Gratitude is not only the greatest of virtues, but the parent of all others.
Marcus Tullius Cicero
Friday, April 29, 2022
But, first, a hush of peace—a soundless calm descends;
The struggle of distress, and fierce impatience ends;
Mute music soothes my breast—unuttered harmony,
That I could never dream, till Earth was lost to me.
Then dawns the Invisible; the Unseen its truth reveals;
My outward sense is gone, my inward essence feels:
Its wings are almost free—its home, its harbour found,
Measuring the gulph, it stoops and dares the final bound.
Oh! dreadful is the check—intense the agony—
When the ear begins to hear, and the eye begins to see;
When the pulse begins to throb, the brain to think again;
The soul to feel the flesh, and the flesh to feel the chain.
Emily Bronte
Do the best you can until you know better. Then when you know better, do better.
Maya Angelou
As I walked out the door toward the gate that would lead to my freedom, I knew if I didn’t leave my bitterness and hatred behind, I’d still be in prison.
Nelson Mandela
Thursday, April 28, 2022
When I Run After What I Think I Want
When I run after what I think I want,
my days are a furnace of distress and anxiety,
if I sit in my own place of patience,
what I need flows to me, and without any pain,
from this, I understand that what I want also wants me,
and is looking for me and attracting me,
there’s a great secret in this for all who can grasp it.
Rumi
All Rivers at Once
What is the body? Endurance.
What is love? Gratitude.
What is hidden in our chests? Laughter.
What else? Compassion.
Rumi
On the Turn
I am so small I can barely be seen.
How can this great love be inside me?
Look at your eyes. They are small,
But they see enormous things.
Rumi
Doing as others told me,
I was blind.
Coming when others called me,
I was lost.
Then I left everyone,
myself as well.
Then I found everyone,
myself as well.
Rumi
Unconditional
Willing to experience aloneness,
I discover connection everywhere;
Turning to face my fear,
I meet the warrior who lives within;
Opening to my loss,
I gain the embrace of the universe;
Surrendering into emptiness,
I find fullness without end.
Each condition I flee from pursues me,
Each condition I welcome transforms me
And becomes itself transformed
Into its radiant jewel-like essence.
I bow to the one who has made it so,
Who has crafted this Master Game;
To play it is purest delight –
To honor its form, true devotion.
Jennifer Paine Welwood
Be gentle with yourself. Be kind to yourself.
You may not be perfect, but you are all you’ve got to work with.
The process of becoming who you will be begins first with the
total acceptance of who you are.
Bhante Henepola Gunaratana
My soul at once becomes recollected and I enter the state of quiet or that of rapture, so that I can use none of my faculties and senses. . . . Everything is stilled, and the soul is left in a state of great quiet and deep satisfaction.
St. Teresa of Avila
(Note: St. Teresa of Ávila, also called Saint Teresa of Jesus (1515 —1582), was a Spanish nun, one of the great mystics and religious women of the Roman Catholic Church, and author of spiritual classics. )
Wednesday, April 27, 2022
Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing
and right-doing there is a field.
I’ll meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass
the world is too full to talk about.
Rumi
Wind on the Hill
No one can tell me,
Nobody knows,
Where the wind comes from,
Where the wind goes.
It’s flying from somewhere
As fast as it can,
I couldn’t keep up with it,
Not if I ran.
But if I stopped holding
The string of my kite,
It would blow with the wind
For a day and a night.
And then when I found it,
Wherever it blew,
I should know that the wind
Had been going there too.
So then I could tell them
Where the wind goes…
But where the wind comes from
Nobody knows.
AA Milne
Tuesday, April 26, 2022
Hope begins in the dark, the stubborn hope that if you just show up and try to do the right thing, the dawn will come. You wait and watch and work: you don’t give up.
Anne Lamott
To live without hope is to cease to live.
Fyodor Dostoyevsky
Ships don’t sink because of the water around them; ships sink because of the water that gets in them. Don’t let what’s happening around you get inside you and weigh you down.
Anonymous
Hope is the Thing with Feathers
“Hope” is the thing with feathers –
That perches in the soul –
And sings the tune without the words –
And never stops – at all –
And sweetest – in the Gale – is heard –
And sore must be the storm –
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm –
I’ve heard it in the chillest land –
And on the strangest Sea –
Yet – never – in Extremity,
It asked a crumb – of me.
Emily Dickinson
Put Something In
Draw a crazy picture,
Write a nutty poem,
Sing a mumble-gumble song,
Whistle through your comb.
Do a loony-goony dance
‘Cross the kitchen floor,
Put something silly in the world
That ain’t been there before.
Shel Silverstein, A Light in the Attic
How Many, How Much
How many slams in an old screen door?
Depends how loud you shut it.
How many slices in a bread?
Depends how thin you cut it.
How much good inside a day?
Depends how good you live ‘em.
How much love inside a friend?
Depends how much you give ‘em.
Shel Silverstein, A Light in the Attic
Monday, April 25, 2022
I believe in kindness. Also in mischief. Also in singing, especially when singing is not necessarily prescribed.
Mary Oliver
Instructions On Not Giving Up
More than the fuchsia funnels breaking out
of the crabapple tree, more than the neighbor’s
almost obscene display of cherry limbs shoving
their cotton candy-colored blossoms to the slate
sky of Spring rains, it’s the greening of the trees
that really gets to me. When all the shock of white
and taffy, the world’s baubles and trinkets, leave
the pavement strewn with the confetti of aftermath,
the leaves come. Patient, plodding, a green skin
growing over whatever winter did to us, a return
to the strange idea of continuous living despite
the mess of us, the hurt, the empty. Fine then,
I’ll take it, the tree seems to say, a new slick leaf
unfurling like a fist to an open palm, I’ll take it all.
Ada Limon
Sunday, April 24, 2022
Let Evening Come
Let the light of late afternoon
shine through chinks in the barn, moving
up the bales as the sun moves down.
Let the cricket take up chafing
as a woman takes up her needles
and her yarn. Let evening come.
Let dew collect on the hoe abandoned
in long grass. Let the stars appear
and the moon disclose her silver horn.
Let the fox go back to its sandy den.
Let the wind die down. Let the shed
go black inside. Let evening come.
To the bottle in the ditch, to the scoop
in the oats, to air in the lung
let evening come.
Let it come, as it will, and don’t
be afraid. God does not leave us
comfortless, so let evening come.
Jane Kenyon
Dawn Revisited
Imagine you wake up
with a second chance: The blue jay
hawks his pretty wares
and the oak still stands, spreading
glorious shade. If you don’t look back,
the future never happens.
How good to rise in sunlight,
in the prodigal smell of biscuits –
eggs and sausage on the grill.
The whole sky is yours
to write on, blown open
to a blank page. Come on,
shake a leg! You’ll never know
who’s down there, frying those eggs,
if you don’t get up and see.
Rita Dove
Saturday, April 23, 2022
Tree of Life Blessing
May you choose outrageous actions that challenge
who you are and encourage who you are becoming.
May you take one step, however small, toward that which
you have always longed for. Now is the “right time.”
May you recognize the unique and powerful contribution
that you bring to the people whose lives you touch.
May you be as wonderful as you really are,
and do things because you want to, not just because you should.
May you celebrate your creativity and believe that you are an artist
with a unique vision that no one else has.
May you find peace and purpose and possibility
amidst the chaos while remaining aware of the unrest in the world.
May you reach towards the Spirit with a longing that
keeps you awake to the miracles available all around you.
May your faith move any mountains that stand in your way |
and bring you great teachers to awaken your understanding.
May you give up shame, guilt and self-neglect and
replace them with qualities like freedom, integrity and self-nurturing.
May you offer the gifts and blessings of your soul to beings
of the world when the time is ripe for you to release them.
May you passionately and deeply love and be loved
by someone who can see who you really are.
May your body speak to you and teach you
how to care for the temple that houses your bright spirit.
May you walk gently on the earth and honor
your hearth and family with your action and your rest.
May you find and enjoy the fruit of abundance
so that your life path can be fortified and furthered.
May you embrace the Tree of Life and be informed
by the wisdom and she brings to those on her path.
May LOVE be at the center of all your choices and may you,
with me, send this blessing to all beings.
Amen.
Shiloh Sophia McCloud
Though we may be learned by another’s knowledge, we can never be wise but by our own experience.
Michel de Montaigne
Sometimes it is a good choice not to choose at all.
Michel de Montaigne
(Note: Michel de Montaigne (1533-1592) was one of the most significant philosophers of the French Renaissance.)
Friday, April 22, 2022
The real voyage of discovery consists of not in seeking new landscapes but in having new eyes.
Marcel Proust
(Note: Valentin Louis Georges Eugène Marcel Proust was a French novelist, critic, and essayist who wrote the monumental novel In Search of Lost Time, originally published in French in seven volumes between 1913 and 1927. He is considered by critics and writers to be one of the most influential authors of the 20th century. )
The beauty of the trees,
the softness of the air,
the fragrance of the grass,
speaks to me.
The summit of the mountain,
the thunder of the sky,
speaks to me.
The faintness of the stars,
the trail of the sun,
the strength of fire,
and the life that never goes away,
they speak to me.
And my heart soars.
Chief Dan George
(Note: Chief Dan George OC was a chief of the Tsleil-Waututh Nation, a Coast Salish band whose Indian reserve is located on Burrard Inlet in the southeast area of the District of North Vancouver, British Columbia, Canada. )
WORD OF THE DAY
Shinrin-yoku
(Japanese ) “Shinrin” in Japanese means “forest,” and “yoku” means “bath.” So shinrin-yoku means bathing in the forest atmosphere, or taking in the forest through our senses. This is not exercise, or hiking, or jogging. It is simply being in nature, connecting with it through our senses of sight, hearing, taste, smell and touch. Shinrin-yoku is like a bridge. By opening our senses, it bridges the gap between us and the natural world.
Thursday, April 21, 2022
Pay attention.
Be astonished.
Tell about it.
Mary Oliver
The first sign of war is the presence of abusive language.
African proverb
Certain things catch your eye but pursue only those that capture the heart.
Indian proverb
Wednesday, April 20, 2022
My Inner Life
‘Tis true my garments threadbare are,
And sorry poor I seem;
But inly I am richer far
Than any poet’s dream.
For I’ve a hidden life no one
Can ever hope to see;
A sacred sanctuary none
May share with me.
Aloof I stand from out the strife,
Within my heart a song;
By virtue of my inner life
I to myself belong.
Against man-ruling I rebel,
Yet do not fear defeat,
For to my secret citadel
I may retreat.
Oh you who have an inner life
Beyond this dismal day
With wars and evil rumours rife,
Go blessedly your way.
Your refuge hold inviolate;
Unto yourself be true,
And shield serene from sordid fate
The Real You.
Robert William Service (1874-1958), British Canadian poet and writer often called the “Bard of the Yukon” and the “Canadian Rudyard Kipling.”
There is no right way to do the wrong thing.
Turkish proverb
Don’t let yesterday use up too much of today.
Native American proverb
Alone
Lying, thinking
Last night
How to find my soul a home
Where water is not thirsty
And bread loaf is not stone
I came up with one thing
And I don’t believe I’m wrong
That nobody,
But nobody
Can make it out here alone.
Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
Can make it out here alone.
There are some millionaires
With money they can’t use
Their wives run round like banshees
Their children sing the blues
They’ve got expensive doctors
To cure their hearts of stone.
But nobody
No, nobody
Can make it out here alone.
Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
Can make it out here alone.
Now if you listen closely
I’ll tell you what I know
Storm clouds are gathering
The wind is gonna blow
The race of man is suffering
And I can hear the moan,
‘Cause nobody,
But nobody
Can make it out here alone.
Alone, all alone
Nobody, but nobody
Can make it out here alone.
Maya Angelou
Tuesday, April 19, 2022
The Stars Are Built by Nature’s Hand
The stars are mansions built by Nature’s hand,
And, haply, there the spirits of the blest
Dwell, clothed in radiance, their immortal vest;
Huge Ocean shows, within his yellow strand,
A habitation marvellously planned,
For life to occupy in love and rest;
All that we see–is dome, or vault, or nest,
Or fortress, reared at Nature’s sage command.
Glad thought for every season! but the Spring
Gave it while cares were weighing on my heart,
‘Mid song of birds, and insects murmuring;
And while the youthful year’s prolific art–
Of bud, leaf, blade, and flower–was fashioning
Abodes where self-disturbance hath no part.
William Wordsworth
Whatever course you decide upon, there is always someone to tell you that you are wrong. There are always difficulties arising which tempt you to believe that your critics are right. To map out a course of action and follow it to an end requires courage.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Monday, April 18, 2022
To laugh often and much;
To win the respect of intelligent
people and the affection of children;
To earn the appreciation of honest
Critics and endure the betrayal of false friends;
To appreciate beauty, to find the best in others;
To leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child,
a garden patch or a redeemed social condition;
To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived.
This is to have succeeded.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
“What day is it?” asked Pooh.
“It’s today,” squeaked Piglet.
“My favorite day,” said Pooh.
AA Milne
Sunday, April 17, 2022
When I was young, I admired clever people. Now that I am old, I admire kind people.
Rabbi Abraham Joshua Heschel, Polish-born American rabbi and one of the leading Jewish theologians and Jewish philosophers of the 20th century.
We are each other’s harvest; we are each other’s business; we are each other’s magnitude and bond.
Gwendolyn Brooks
(Note: Ms. Brooks won the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry in 1950, making her the first African American to receive that prestigious honor. )
The kingdom of God does not come with observation; nor will they say, ‘See here!’ or ‘See there!’ For indeed, the kingdom of God is within you.
Luke 17:21
But seek ye first the kingdom of God, and his righteousness; and all these things shall be added unto you.
Matthew 6:33
Let everything you do be done in love.
1 Corinthians 16:14
Listen … incline the ear of your heart.
(“Obsculata inclina aurem cordis tui.” )
The Rule of St. Benedict
Saturday, April 16, 2022
When Giving Is All We Have
One river gives
Its journey to the next.
We give because someone gave to us.
We give because nobody gave to us.
We give because giving has changed us.
We give because giving could have changed us.
We have been better for it,
We have been wounded by it—
Giving has many faces: It is loud and quiet,
Big, though small, diamond in wood-nails.
Its story is old, the plot worn and the pages too,
But we read this book, anyway, over and again:
Giving is, first and every time, hand to hand,
Mine to yours, yours to mine.
You gave me blue and I gave you yellow.
Together we are simple green. You gave me
What you did not have, and I gave you
What I had to give—together, we made
Something greater from the difference.
Alberto Ríos
To All My Friends
That I could be this human at this time
breathing, looking, seeing, smelling
That I could be this moment at this time
resting, calmly moving, feeling
That I could be this excellence at this time
sudden, changed, peaceful, & woke
To all my friends who have been with me in weakness
when water falls rush down my two sides
To all my friends who have felt me in anguish
when this earthen back breaks between the crack of two blades
To all my friends who have held me in rage
when fire tears through swallows behind tight grins
I know you
I see you
I hear you
Although the world is silent around you
I know you
I see you
I hear you
HAUNTIE (May Yang)
You are the sky. Everything else is just the weather.
Pema Chödrön
Meditation practice isn’t about trying to throw ourselves away and become something better. It’s about befriending who we are already.
Pema Chödrön
Friday, April 15, 2022
The New Colossus
Bronze plaque on the Statue of Liberty
Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.
“Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!” cries she
With silent lips. “Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!
Emma Lazarus (1849-1887)
This is true freedom: Our ability to shape reality. We have the power to initiate, create and change reality rather than only react and survive it. How can we all educate our children to true freedom? Teach them not to look at reality as defining their acts but to look at their acts as defining reality.
Rabbi Yaacov Cohen
I love Passover because for me it is a cry against indifference, a cry for compassion.
Elie Wiesel, Romanian-born American writer, professor, political activist, Nobel laureate, and Holocaust survivor
Thursday, April 14, 2022
The Guest House
This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.
The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing,
and invite them in.
Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.
Rumi
The Hippo
The hippo floats in swamp serene,
some emerged, but most unseen.
Seeing all and only blinking,
Who knows what this beast is thinking.
Gliding, and of judgment clear,
Letting go and being here.
Seeing all, both guilt and glory,
Only noting. But that’s MY story.
I sit here hippo-like and breathe,
While inside I storm and seethe.
Would that I were half equanimous
As that placid hippopotamus.
Steven Hickman
The Hippopotamus
Behold the hippopotamus!
We laugh at how he looks to us,
And yet in moments dank and grim,
I wonder how we look to him.
Peace, peace, thou hippopotamus!
We really look all right to us,
As you no doubt delight the eye
Of other hippopotami.
Ogden Nash
Do the difficult things while they are easy and do the great things while they are small. A journey of a thousand miles must begin with a single step.
Lau Tzu
Wednesday, April 13, 2022
Shoulders
A man crosses the street in rain,
stepping gently, looking two times north and south,
because his son is asleep on his shoulder.
No car must splash him.
No car drive too near to his shadow.
This man carries the world’s most sensitive cargo
but he’s not marked.
Nowhere does his jacket say FRAGILE,
HANDLE WITH CARE.
His ear fills up with breathing.
He hears the hum of a boy’s dream
deep inside him.
We’re not going to be able
to live in this world
if we’re not willing to do what he’s doing
with one another.
The road will only be wide.
The rain will never stop falling.
Naomi Shihab Nye
But listen to me. For one moment
quit being sad. Hear blessings
dropping their blossoms
around you.
Rumi
Tuesday, April 12, 2022
Earth Verse
Wide enough to keep you looking
Open enough to keep you moving
Dry enough to keep you honest
Prickly enough to make you tough
Green enough to go on living
Old enough to give you dreams
Gary Snyder, American a poet, essayist, lecturer, and environmental activist, born in 1930. He is a winner of a Pulitzer Prize for Poetry and the American Book Award.
Beware the barrenness of a busy life.
Socrates (470-399 BC), Greek philosopher
Happiness and freedom begin with one principle: Some things are within our control and some are not.
Epictetus (55-135 AD), Stoic philosopher
Monday, April 11, 2022
Just as life is made up of day and night, and song is made up of music and silence, friendships, because they are of this world, are also made up of times of being in touch and spaces in-between. Being human, we sometimes fill these spaces with worry, or we imagine the silence is some form of punishment, or we internalize the time we are not in touch with a loved one as some unexpressed change of heart. Our minds work very hard to make something out of nothing. We can perceive silence as rejection in an instant, and then build a cold castle on that tiny imagined brick. The only release from the tensions we weave around nothing is to remain a creature of the heart. By giving voice to the river of feelings as they flow through and through, we can stay clear and open. In daily terms, we call this checking in with each other, though most of us reduce this to a grocery list: How are you today? Do you need any milk? Eggs? Juice? Toilet paper? Though we can help each other survive with such outer kindnesses, we help each other thrive when the checking in with each other comes from a list of inner kindnesses: How are you today? Do you need any affirmation? Clarity? Support? Understanding? When we ask these deeper questions directly, we wipe the mind clean of its misperceptions. Just as we must dust our belongings from time to time, we must wipe away what covers us when we are apart.
Mark Nepo
Listen To The Mustn’ts
Listen to the MUSTN’TS, child,
Listen to the DON’TS
Listen to the SHOULDN’TS
The IMPOSSIBLES, the WON’TS
Listen to the NEVER HAVES
Then listen close to me—
Anything can happen, child,
ANYTHING can be.
Shel Silverstein
Yesees And Noees
The Yesees said yes to anything
That anyone suggested.
The Noees said no to everything
Unless it was proven and tested.
So the Yesees all died of much too much
And the Noees all died of fright,
But somehow I think the Thinkforyourselfees
All came out all right.
Shel Silverstein
Sunday, April 10, 2022
Life
Life, believe, is not a dream
So dark as sages say;
Oft a little morning rain
Foretells a pleasant day.
Sometimes there are clouds of gloom,
But these are transient all;
If the shower will make the roses bloom,
O why lament its fall?
Charlotte Brontë
Human Family
I note the obvious differences
in the human family.
Some of us are serious,
some thrive on comedy.
Some declare their lives are lived
as true profundity,
and others claim they really live
the real reality.
The variety of our skin tones
can confuse, bemuse, delight,
brown and pink and beige and purple,
tan and blue and white.
I’ve sailed upon the seven seas
and stopped in every land,
I’ve seen the wonders of the world
not yet one common man.
I know ten thousand women
called Jane and Mary Jane,
but I’ve not seen any two
who really were the same.
Mirror twins are different
although their features jibe,
and lovers think quite different thoughts
while lying side by side.
We love and lose in China,
we weep on England’s moors,
and laugh and moan in Guinea,
and thrive on Spanish shores.
We seek success in Finland,
are born and die in Maine.
In minor ways we differ,
in major we’re the same.
I note the obvious differences
between each sort and type,
but we are more alike, my friends,
than we are unalike.
We are more alike, my friends,
than we are unalike.
We are more alike, my friends,
than we are unalike.
Maya Angelou
Saturday, April 9, 2022
One day the sun admitted,
I am just a shadow.
I wish I could show you the Infinite Incandescence
That has cast my brilliant image!
I wish I could show you,
when you are lonely or in darkness,
The Astonishing Light
of your Own Being!
Hafez
The lamps are different, but the light is the same.
Rumi
Underface
Underneath my outside face
There’s a face that none can see.
A little less smiley,
A little less sure,
But a whole lot more like me.
Shel Silverstein
Hug O’War
I will not play tug o’ war.
I’d rather play hug o’ war,
Where everyone hugs
Instead of tugs,
Where everyone giggles
And rolls on the rug,
Where everyone kisses,
And everyone grins,
And everyone cuddles,
And everyone wins.
Shel Silverstein
Friday, April 8, 2022
Praying
It doesn’t have to be
the blue iris, it could be
weeds in a vacant lot, or a few
small stones; just
pay attention, then patch
a few words together and don’t try
to make them elaborate, this isn’t
a contest but the doorway
into thanks, and a silence in which
another voice may speak.
Mary Oliver
Thursday, April 7, 2022
When Death Comes
When death comes
like the hungry bear in autumn;
when death comes and takes all the bright coins from his purse
to buy me, and snaps the purse shut;
when death comes
like the measle-pox
when death comes
like an iceberg between the shoulder blades,
I want to step through the door full of curiosity, wondering:
what is it going to be like, that cottage of darkness?
And therefore I look upon everything
as a brotherhood and a sisterhood,
and I look upon time as no more than an idea,
and I consider eternity as another possibility,
and I think of each life as a flower, as common
as a field daisy, and as singular,
and each name a comfortable music in the mouth,
tending, as all music does, toward silence,
and each body a lion of courage, and something
precious to the earth.
When it’s over, I want to say all my life
I was a bride married to amazement.
I was the bridegroom, taking the world into my arms.
When it’s over, I don’t want to wonder
if I have made of my life something particular, and real.
I don’t want to find myself sighing and frightened,
or full of argument.
I don’t want to end up simply having visited this world.
Mary Oliver
Invitation
Oh do you have time
to linger
for just a little while
out of your busy
and very important day
for the goldfinches
that have gathered
in a field of thistles
for a musical battle,
to see who can sing
the highest note,
or the lowest,
or the most expressive of mirth,
or the most tender?
Their strong, blunt beaks
drink the air
as they strive
melodiously
not for your sake
and not for mine
and not for the sake of winning
but for sheer delight and gratitude –
believe us, they say,
it is a serious thing
just to be alive
on this fresh morning
in the broken world.
I beg of you,
do not walk by
without pausing
to attend to this
rather ridiculous performance.
It could mean something.
It could mean everything.
It could be what Rilke meant, when he wrote:
You must change your life.
Mary Oliver
Wednesday, April 6, 2022
Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring—all of which have the potential to turn a life around.
Leo Buscaglia
Tuesday, April 5, 2022
Walk slowly
It only takes a reminder to breathe,
a moment to be still, and just like that,
something in me settles, softens, makes
space for imperfection. The harsh voice
of judgment drops to a whisper and I
remember again that life isn’t a relay
race; that we will all cross the finish
line; that waking up to life is what we
were born for. As many times as I
forget, catch myself charging forward
without even knowing where I’m going,
that many times I can make the choice
to stop, to breathe, and be, and walk
slowly into the mystery.
Danna Faulds
Monday, April 4, 2022
When you love someone, you have to offer that person the best you have. The best thing we can offer another person is our true presence.
Thich Nhat Hahn
Walk as if you are kissing the earth with your feet.
Thich Nhat Hahn
How brave a ladybug must be!
Each drop of rain is big as she.
Can you imagine what you’d do,
if raindrops fell as big as you?
Aileen Fisher
A small speckled visitor wearing a crimson cape,
brighter than a cherry, smaller than a grape.
A polka-dotted someone, walking on my wall,
a black-hooded lady in a scarlet shawl.
Joan Walsh Anglund
You know who must be very secure in their masculinity?
Male ladybugs.
Jay Leno
Sunday, April 3, 2022
Ramadan is considered one of the holiest months of the year for Muslims. In Ramadan, Muslims commemorate the revelation of the Qur’an, and fast from food and drink during the sunlit hours as a means of drawing closer to God and cultivating self-control, gratitude, and compassion for those less fortunate. Ramadan is a month of intense spiritual rejuvenation with a heightened focus on devotion, during which Muslims spend extra time reading the Qur’an and performing special prayers. Ramadan is celebrated April 2, 2022 to May 2, 2022.
Two traditional wishes:
May Allah bless you with a peaceful and prosperous life. Wish you a happy Ramadan. Keep me in your prayers.
Let’s have a peaceful Ramadan. May Allah show us the right path and answer our prayers. Ramadan Mubarak.
You don’t have a soul. You are a soul—you have a body.
CS Lewis
A wise person once said that we can count how many seeds there are in each apple but not how many apples there are in each seed.
Wendy Mass
The forest is a peculiar organism of unlimited kindness and benevolence that makes no demands for its sustenance and extends generously the products of its life and activity; it affords protection to all beings.
Buddhist Sutra
Trees
I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
Joyce Kilmer
Saturday, April 2, 2022
Don’t Quit
When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road you’re trudging seems all uphill,
When the funds are low but the debts are high,
And you want to smile but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit…
Rest if you must, but don’t you quit!
Life is queer with its twists and turns,
As every one of us sometimes learns,
And many failures turn about
When we might have won had we stuck it out.
Don’t give up though the pace seems slow…
You may succeed with another blow.
Often the struggler has given up
When he might have captured the victor’s cup;
And he learned too late when the night came down,
How close he was to the golden crown.
Success is failure turned inside out…
And you can never tell how close you are
It may be near when it seems so far.
So stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit
It’s when things seem worst that you must not quit.
Edgar A. Guest (1881 – 1959), British-born American poet who became known as the “People’s Poet.” His poems often had an inspirational and optimistic view of everyday life.
The Purple Cow
I never saw a Purple Cow,
I never hope to see one;
But I can tell you, anyhow,
I’d rather see than be one.
Frank Gelett Burgess (1866 – 1951), American artist, art critic, poet, author and humorist. He is best known as a writer of nonsense verse, such as “The Purple Cow. He coined the term “blurb.”
Friday, April 1, 2022
Everyone should consider his body
as a priceless gift from one whom he loves above all,
a marvelous work of art,
of indescribable beauty,
and mystery beyond human conception,
and so delicate that a word, a breath,
a look, nay, a thought may injure it.
Nikola Tesla (1856-1943), Serbian-American inventor and engineer who invented the first alternating current (AC) motor and developed AC generation and transmission technology.
Thursday, March 31, 2022
Unconditional
Willing to experience aloneness,
I discover connection everywhere;
Turning to face my fear,
I meet the warrior who lives within;
Opening to my loss,
I gain the embrace of the universe;
Surrendering into emptiness,
I find fullness without end.
Each condition I flee from pursues me,
Each condition I welcome transforms me
And becomes itself transformed
Into its radiant jewel-like essence.
I bow to the one who has made it so,
Who has crafted this Master Game;
To play it is purest delight –
To honor its form, true devotion.
Jennifer Paine Welwood
Once the soul awakens, the search begins and you can never go back. From then on, you are inflamed with a special longing that will never again let you linger in the lowlands of complacency and partial fulfillment. The eternal makes you urgent. You are loath to let compromise or the threat of danger hold you back from striving toward the summit of fulfillment.
John O’Donohue
Wednesday, March 30, 2022
My life has been full of terrible misfortunes—most of which never happened.
Michel de Montaigne (1533-1592), prominent philosopher of the French Renaissance
Every storm runs out of rain.
Maya Angelou
A generous person will prosper; whoever refreshes others will be refreshed.
Proverbs 11:25
As he thinketh in his heart, so is he.
Proverbs 23:7
Tuesday, March 29, 2022
Ten thousand flowers in spring, the moon in autumn,
A cool breeze in summer, snow in winter.
If your mind isn’t clouded by unnecessary things,
This is the best season of your life.
Wu-men, Chinese Zen master
Be gentle with yourself. Be kind to yourself.
You may not be perfect, but you are all you’ve got to work with.
The process of becoming who you will be begins first with the
total acceptance of who you are.
Bhante Henepola Gunaratana, Sri Lankan Buddhist Monk
Monday, March 28, 2022
My grandmother once gave me a tip:
In difficult times, you move forward in small steps.
Do what you have to do, but little by little.
Don’t think about the future, or what may happen tomorrow.
Wash the dishes.
Remove the dust.
Write a letter.
Make a soup.
You see?
You are advancing step by step.
Take a step and stop.
Rest a little.
Praise yourself.
Take another step.
Then another.
You won’t notice, but your steps will grow more and more.
And the time will come when you can think about the future without crying.
Elena Mikhalkova
Seek patience and passion in equal amounts. Patience alone will not build the temple. Passion alone will destroy its walls.
Maya Angelou
Sunday, March 27, 2022
Let It Go
Let go of the ways you thought life would unfold:
the holding of plans or dreams or expectations – Let it all go.
Save your strength to swim with the tide.
The choice to fight what is here before you now will
only result in struggle, fear, and desperate attempts
to flee from the very energy you long for. Let go.
Let it all go and flow with the grace that washes
through your days whether you received it gently
or with all your quills raised to defend against invaders.
Take this on faith; the mind may never find the
explanations that it seeks, but you will move forward
nonetheless. Let go, and the wave’s crest will carry
you to unknown shores, beyond your wildest dreams
or destinations. Let it all go and find the place of
rest and peace, and certain transformation.
Danna Faulds
Two things define you: Your patience when you have nothing and your attitude when you have everything.
George Bernard Shaw
Saturday, March 26, 2022
The Hare and the Tortoise
A Hare was making fun of the Tortoise one day for being so slow.
“Do you ever get anywhere?” he asked with a mocking laugh.
“Yes,” replied the Tortoise, “and I get there sooner than you think. I’ll run you a race and prove it.”
The Hare was much amused at the idea of running a race with the Tortoise, but for the fun of the thing he agreed. So the Fox, who had consented to act as judge, marked the distance and started the runners off.
The Hare was soon far out of sight, and to make the Tortoise feel very deeply how ridiculous it was for him to try a race with a Hare, he lay down beside the course to take a nap until the Tortoise should catch up.
The Tortoise meanwhile kept going slowly but steadily, and, after a time, passed the place where the Hare was sleeping. But the Hare slept on very peacefully; and when at last he did wake up, the Tortoise was near the goal. The Hare now ran his swiftest, but he could not overtake the Tortoise in time.
The race is not always to the swift.
Aesop
My Hero
Just as the hare is zipping across the finish line,
the tortoise has stopped once again
by the roadside,
this time to stick out his neck
and nibble a bit of sweet grass,
unlike the previous time
when he was distracted
by a bee humming in the heart of a wildflower.
Billy Collins
WORD OF THE DAY
Ukiyo-e
(Japanese ) This word literally means “floating world,” but it’s used to describe people who don’t take a second of their life for granted. They live in the present and don’t let the small things get to them.
And the time came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful that the risk It took to blossom.
Anais Nin
Friday, March 25, 2022
For age is opportunity no less
Than youth itself, though in another dress,
And as the evening twilight fades away
The sky is filled with stars, invisible by day.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
We are gatherers,
the ones who pick up sticks and stones
and old wasp’s nests fallen by the
door of the barn,
walnuts with holes that look like
eyes of owls,
bits of shells not whole but lovely
in their brokenness,
we are the ones who bring home
empty eggs of birds
and place them on a small glass shelf
to keep for what?
How long?
It matters not.
What matters
is the gathering,
the pockets filled with remnants
of a day evaporated,
the traces of
certain memory,
a lingering smell,
a smile that came with the shell.
Nina Bagley
Thursday, March 24, 2022
There is a light that shines beyond all things on earth, beyond us all, beyond the heaven, beyond the highest, the very highest heavens. This is the Light that shines in our Heart.
Chandogya Upanishad
Whenever you do something that is not aligned with the yearning of your soul—you create suffering
Anais Nin
We do not see things as they are. We see them as we are.
Anais Nin
Wednesday, March 23, 2022
Today
If ever there were a spring day so perfect,
so uplifted by a warm intermittent breeze
that it made you want to throw
open all the windows in the house
and unlatch the door to the canary’s cage,
indeed, rip the little door from its jamb,
a day when the cool brick paths
and the garden bursting with peonies
seemed so etched in sunlight
that you felt like taking
a hammer to the glass paperweight
on the living room end table,
releasing the inhabitants
from their snow-covered cottage
so they could walk out,
holding hands and squinting
into this larger dome of blue and white,
well, today is just that kind of day.
Billy Collins
Tuesday, March 22, 2022
As swimmers dare
to lie face to the sky
and water bears them,
as hawks rest upon air
and air sustains them,
so would I learn to attain
freefall, and float
into Creator Spirit’s deep embrace,
knowing no effort earns
that all-surrounding grace.
Denise Levertov
WORDS OF THE DAY
Cavoli Riscaldati
(Italian ) – The result of attempting to revive an unworkable relationship. Translates as “reheated cabbage.”
Cotisuelto
(Caribbean Spanish ) – A word that describes a fashion trend among some men who wear their shirt tail outside of their pants.
Age-otori
(Japanese ) – The feeling one gets after leaving a salon or barbershop looking worse than you did going in. The feeling combines regret, suffering and shame.
Monday, March 21, 2022
All That is Gold Does Not Glitter
All that is gold does not glitter,
Not all those who wander are lost;
The old that is strong does not wither,
Deep roots are not reached by the frost.
From the ashes a fire shall be woken,
A light from the shadows shall spring;
Renewed shall be blade that was broken,
The crownless again shall be king.
J.R.R. Tolkien, The Fellowship of the Ring (a poem by Bilbo Baggins to describe Aragorn)
I pay no attention whatever to anybody’s praise or blame. I simply follow my own feelings.
Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
The music is not in the notes, but in the silence between.
Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
Sunday, March 20, 2022
I Wandered Lonely as a Cloud
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o’er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
William Wordsworth
Lines Written in Early Spring
I heard a thousand blended notes,
While in a grove I sate reclined,
In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts
Bring sad thoughts to the mind.
To her fair works did Nature link
The human soul that through me ran;
And much it grieved my heart to think
What man has made of man.
Through primrose tufts, in that green bower,
The periwinkle trailed its wreaths;
And ’tis my faith that every flower
Enjoys the air it breathes.
The birds around me hopped and played,
Their thoughts I cannot measure:—
But the least motion which they made
It seemed a thrill of pleasure.
The budding twigs spread out their fan,
To catch the breezy air;
And I must think, do all I can,
That there was pleasure there.
If this belief from heaven be sent,
If such be Nature’s holy plan,
Have I not reason to lament
What man has made of man?
William Wordsworth, (1798)
Saturday, March 19, 2022
People try to get away from it all—to the country, to the beach, to the mountains. I always wish that I could too. Which is idiotic: You can get away from it anytime you like. By going within. Nowhere you can go is more peaceful—more free of interruptions—than your own soul. … An instant’s recollection and there it is: complete tranquility. And by tranquility I mean a kind of harmony. So keep getting away from it all—like that. Renew yourself. But keep it brief and basic. A quick visit should be enough to ward off all anxiety and send you back ready to face what awaits you.
Marcus Aurelius, Stoic philosopher and Roman emperor from the 2nd century CE
The beginning of love is to let those we love be perfectly themselves, and not to twist them to fit our own image. Otherwise we love only the reflection of ourselves that we find in them.
Thomas Merton
Friday, March 18, 2022
The Moon in Kyiv
Who knows if the moon
in Kyiv
is as amazing
as the one in Rome,
who knows if it’s the same moon
or perhaps just a sibling…
“But it’s me, it’s me you’re seeing!”
– it heartily protests–
“did you think
I was a night cap
for wearing on your head?
And travelling up here
I shed light on one and all,
from India to Zaire
from the Tiber to the Dead Sea,
my rays need no passport
to travel freely.”
Gianni Rodari
The Moon
The moon has a face like the clock in the hall;
She shines on thieves on the garden wall,
On streets and fields and harbour quays,
And birdies asleep in the forks of the trees.
The squalling cat and the squeaking mouse,
The howling dog by the door of the house,
The bat that lies in bed at noon,
All love to be out by the light of the moon.
But all of the things that belong to the day
Cuddle to sleep to be out of her way;
And flowers and children close their eyes
Till up in the morning the sun shall arise.
Robert Louis Stevenson (1850-1894)
Thursday, March 17, 2022
Wynken, Blynken, and Nod
Wynken, Blynken, and Nod one night
Sailed off in a wooden shoe,—
Sailed on a river of crystal light
Into a sea of dew.
“Where are you going, and what do you wish?”
The old moon asked the three.
“We have come to fish for the herring-fish
That live in this beautiful sea;
Nets of silver and gold have we,”
Said Wynken,
Blynken,
And Nod.
The old moon laughed and sang a song,
As they rocked in the wooden shoe;
And the wind that sped them all night long
Ruffled the waves of dew;
The little stars were the herring-fish
That lived in the beautiful sea.
“Now cast your nets wherever you wish,—
Never afraid are we!”
So cried the stars to the fishermen three,
Wynken,
Blynken,
And Nod.
All night long their nets they threw
To the stars in the twinkling foam,—
Then down from the skies came the wooden shoe,
Bringing the fishermen home:
‘Twas all so pretty a sail, it seemed
As if it could not be;
And some folk thought ’twas a dream they’d dreamed
Of sailing that beautiful sea;
But I shall name you the fishermen three:
Wynken,
Blynken,
And Nod.
Wynken and Blynken are two little eyes,
And Nod is a little head,
And the wooden shoe that sailed the skies
Is a wee one’s trundle-bed;
So shut your eyes while Mother sings
Of wonderful sights that be,
And you shall see the beautiful things
As you rock in the misty sea
Where the old shoe rocked the fishermen three:—
Wynken,
Blynken,
And Nod.
Eugene Field
(Note: “Wynken, Blynken, and Nod” was a popular poem for children written by American writer and poet Eugene Field and published on March 9, 1889. The poem is a fantasy bed-time story about three children sailing and fishing among the stars from a boat which is a wooden shoe. The names suggest a sleepy child’s blinking eyes and nodding head. )
A mother understands what the child does not say.
Jewish proverb
Wednesday, March 16, 2022
Neither a lofty degree of intelligence nor imagination nor both together go into the making of genius. Love, love, love, that is the soul of genius.
Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
In an age of speed, I began to think, nothing could be more invigorating than going slow. In an age of distraction, nothing can feel more luxurious than paying attention. And in an age of constant movement, nothing is more urgent than sitting still. … Not many years ago, it was access to information and movement that seemed our greatest luxury; nowadays it’s often freedom from information, the chance to sit still, that feels like the ultimate prize.
Pico Iyer, The Art of Stillness: Adventures in Going Nowhere
Tuesday, March 15, 2022
I Worried
I worried a lot. Will the garden grow, will the rivers
flow in the right direction, will the earth turn
as it was taught, and if not how shall
I correct it?
Was I right, was I wrong, will I be forgiven,
can I do better?
Will I ever be able to sing, even the sparrows
can do it and I am, well,
hopeless.
Is my eyesight fading or am I just imagining it,
am I going to get rheumatism,
lockjaw, dementia?
Finally I saw that worrying had come to nothing.
And gave it up. And took my old body
and went out into the morning,
and sang.
Mary Oliver
At times our own light goes out and is rekindled by a spark from another person. Each of us has cause to think with deep gratitude of those who have lighted the flame within us.
Albert Schweitzer
Monday, March 14, 2022
The finest emotion of which we are capable is the mystic emotion. Herein lies the germ of all art and all true science. Anyone to whom this feeling is alien, who is no longer capable of wonderment and lives in a state of fear is a dead man. To know that what is impenetrable for us really exists and manifests itself as the highest wisdom and the most radiant beauty, whose gross forms alone are intelligible to our poor faculties – this knowledge, this feeling … that is the core of the true religious sentiment. In this sense, and in this sense alone, I rank myself among profoundly religious men.
Albert Einstein
We live, in fact, in a world starved for solitude, silence, and private: and therefore starved for meditation and true friendship.
C.S. Lewis
Sunday, March 13, 2022
Limitless
Sun says, “Be your own
illumination.” Wren says,
“Sing your heart out,
all day long.” Stream says,
“Do not stop for any
obstacle.” Oak says,
“When the wind blows,
bend easily, and trust
your roots to hold.”
Stars say, “What you see
is one small slice of a
single modest galaxy.
Remember that vastness
cannot be grasped by mind.”
Ant says, “Small does not
mean powerless.” Silence
says nothing. In the quiet,
everything comes clear.
I say, “Limitless.” I say,
“Yes.”
Danna Faulds
The greater you are, the more you need to search for your self. Your deep soul hides itself from consciousness. So you need to increase aloneness, elevation of thinking, penetration of thought, liberation of mind — until finally your soul reveals itself to you, spangling a few sparkles of her lights.
Then you find bliss, transcending all humiliations or anything that happens, by attaining equanimity, by becoming one with everything that happens…
“What are we?” Then you know every spark of truth, every bolt of integrity flashing anywhere.
Then everything gathers to you, without hatred, jealousy, or rivalry. The light of peace and a fierce boldness manifest in you. The desire to act and work, the passion to create and to restore your self, the yearning for silence and for the inner shout of joy — these all band together in your spirit, and you become holy.
Rabbi Abraham Isaac Kook
Saturday, March 12, 2022
Question: What are the fundamentals of success?
Maharishi: Conviction and persistence.
See the job. Do the job. Stay out of the misery.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
To be yourself in a world that is constantly trying to make you something else is the greatest accomplishment.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
All shall be well. And all shall be well. And all manner of things, shall be well… for there is a force of love moving through the universe that holds us fast and will never let us go.
Julian of Norwich, 14th century English mystic
At the heart of every winter,
there is a quivering spring;
and behind the veil of each night
there is a smiling dawn.
Kahlil Gibran
Friday, March 11, 2022
Most people in your life were only meant for dreams, and summer laughter. They stay till the wind changes, the tides turn, or disappear with the first snow. And then there are some that were forged to weather blizzards and pain with you. They were cast in iron, set in gold and never ever leave you to face anything alone. Know who those people are. And love them the way they deserve. Not everyone in your life is temporary. A few are as permanent as love is old.
Nikita Gill, Temporary and Permanent
Go back and take care of yourself.
Your body needs you, your feelings need you,
Your perceptions need you.
Your suffering needs you to acknowledge it.
Go home and be there for all these things.
Thich Nhat Hanh
Thursday, March 10, 2022
A human being is a part of the whole called by us universe, a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feeling as something separated from the rest, a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty.
Albert Einstein
Be glad of life
because it gives you the chance
to love and to work and to play
and to look up at the stars;
to be satisfied with your possessions;
to despise nothing in the world
except falsehood and meanness,
to fear nothing except cowardice;
to be governed by your admirations
rather than by your disgusts;
to covet nothing that is your neighbor’s
except his kindness of heart and gentleness of manners;
to think seldom of your enemies,
often of your friends,
to spend as much time as you can,
with body and with spirit, out of doors,
these are the little guideposts on the footpath to peace.
Henry Van Dyke (1852-1933), American author, educator, diplomat, and Presbyterian clergyman
Wednesday, March 9, 2022
WORD OF THE DAY
Ikigai
(Japanese, n ) – Translates as “a reason for being” or “a reason to get up in the morning.” Ikigai is one’s passion, purpose, something one lives for. It can be a person, a pet, a project or even a thing!
Tuesday, March 8, 2022
Human Family
I note the obvious differences
in the human family.
Some of us are serious,
some thrive on comedy.
Some declare their lives are lived
as true profundity,
and others claim they really live
the real reality.
The variety of our skin tones
can confuse, bemuse, delight,
brown and pink and beige and purple,
tan and blue and white.
I’ve sailed upon the seven seas
and stopped in every land,
I’ve seen the wonders of the world
not yet one common man.
I know ten thousand women
called Jane and Mary Jane,
but I’ve not seen any two
who really were the same.
Mirror twins are different
although their features jibe,
and lovers think quite different thoughts
while lying side by side.
We love and lose in China,
we weep on England’s moors,
and laugh and moan in Guinea,
and thrive on Spanish shores.
We seek success in Finland,
are born and die in Maine.
In minor ways we differ,
in major we’re the same.
I note the obvious differences
between each sort and type,
but we are more alike, my friends,
than we are unalike.
We are more alike, my friends,
than we are unalike.
We are more alike, my friends,
than we are unalike.
Maya Angelou
Every generation imagines itself to be more intelligent than the one that went before it, and wiser than the one that comes after it.
George Orwell
Some of us think holding on makes us strong, but sometimes it is letting go.
Hermann Hesse
Monday, March 7, 2022
The Stream of Life
The same stream of life that runs through my veins night and day
runs through the world and dances in rhythmic measures.
It is the same life that shoots in joy through the dust of the earth
in numberless blades of grass and breaks into tumultuous waves
of leaves and flowers.
It is the same life that is rocked in the ocean-cradle of birth and of death,
in ebb and in flow.
I feel my limbs are made glorious by the touch of this world of life.
And my pride is from the life-throb of ages dancing in my blood
this moment.
Rabindranath Tagore, Gitanjali (Song Offerings), winner of the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1913
WORD OF THE DAY
Kummerspeck
(German ) – Roughly translates to “grief bacon” or “sorrow fat.” This term refers to the emotional eating — and possible unhealthy weight gain — after a pain-inducing event, like a relationship breakup, or the sadness or confusion of living through a particularly difficult time in the world.
Sunday, March 6, 2022
If there is righteousness in the heart,
there will be beauty in the character.
If there is beauty in the character,
there will be harmony in the home.
When there is harmony in the home,
there will be order in the nation.
When there is order in the nation,
there will be peace in the world.
Confucius
Mr. Grumpledump’s Song
Everything’s wrong,
Days are too long,
Sunshine’s too hot,
Wind is too strong.
Clouds are too fluffy,
Grass is too green,
Ground is too dusty,
Sheets are too clean.
Stars are too twinkly,
Moon is too high,
Water’s too drippy,
Sand is too dry.
Rocks are too heavy,
Feathers too light,
Kids are too noisy,
Shoes are too tight.
Folks are too happy,
Singin’ their songs.
Why can’t they see it?
Everything’s wrong!
Shel Silverstein
Note: Shel’s poem is for those days when nothing goes right! (And we all have them…)
Saturday, March 5, 2022
In Blackwater Woods
Look, the trees
are turning
their own bodies
into pillars
of light,
are giving off the rich
fragrance of cinnamon
and fulfillment,
the long tapers
of cattails
are bursting and floating away over
the blue shoulders
of the ponds,
and every pond,
no matter what its
name is, is
nameless now.
Every year
everything
I have ever learned
in my lifetime
leads back to this: the fires
and the black river of loss
whose other side
is salvation,
whose meaning
none of us will ever know.
To live in this world
you must be able
to do three things:
to love what is mortal;
to hold it
against your bones knowing
your own life depends on it;
and, when the time comes to let it go,
to let it go.
Mary Oliver
The Naming Of Cats
The Naming of Cats is a difficult matter,
It isn’t just one of your holiday games;
You may think at first I’m as mad as a hatter
When I tell you, a cat must have THREE DIFFERENT NAMES.
First of all, there’s the name that the family use daily,
Such as Peter, Augustus, Alonzo or James,
Such as Victor or Jonathan, George or Bill Bailey–
All of them sensible everyday names.
There are fancier names if you think they sound sweeter,
Some for the gentlemen, some for the dames:
Such as Plato, Admetus, Electra, Demeter–
But all of them sensible everyday names.
But I tell you, a cat needs a name that’s particular,
A name that’s peculiar, and more dignified,
Else how can he keep up his tail perpendicular,
Or spread out his whiskers, or cherish his pride?
Of names of this kind, I can give you a quorum,
Such as Munkustrap, Quaxo, or Coricopat,
Such as Bombalurina, or else Jellylorum-
Names that never belong to more than one cat.
But above and beyond there’s still one name left over,
And that is the name that you never will guess;
The name that no human research can discover–
But THE CAT HIMSELF KNOWS, and will never confess.
When you notice a cat in profound meditation,
The reason, I tell you, is always the same:
His mind is engaged in a rapt contemplation
Of the thought, of the thought, of the thought of his name:
His ineffable effable
Effanineffable
Deep and inscrutable singular Name.
T. S. Eliot
Friday, March 4, 2022
Two Kinds of Intelligence
There are two kinds of intelligence: one acquired,
as a child in school memorizes facts and concepts
from books and from what the teacher says,
collecting information from the traditional sciences
as well as from the new sciences.
With such intelligence you rise in the world.
You get ranked ahead or behind others
in regard to your competence in retaining
information. You stroll with this intelligence
in and out of fields of knowledge, getting always more
marks on your preserving tablets.
There is another kind of tablet, one
already completed and preserved inside you.
A spring overflowing its springbox. A freshness
in the center of the chest. This other intelligence
does not turn yellow or stagnate. It’s fluid,
and it doesn’t move from outside to inside
through conduits of plumbing-learning.
This second knowing is a fountainhead
from within you, moving out.
Rumi
It’s all I have to bring today
It’s all I have to bring today—
This, and my heart beside—
This, and my heart, and all the fields—
And all the meadows wide—
Be sure you count—should I forget
Some one the sum could tell—
This, and my heart, and all the Bees
Which in the Clover dwell.
Emily Dickinson
Thursday, March 3, 2022
Do not base your life on the likings and dislikings or whims of others. What you are in life—whether you enjoy or suffer—is your own responsibility. Be regular in your meditation and do not postpone for a later date your striving for your enlightenment.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
Slow down, you’ll get there faster.
Katherine King
Wednesday, March 2, 2022
“A fight is going on inside me,” said an old man to his child. “It is a terrible fight between two wolves. One wolf is evil. He is anger, envy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego. The other wolf is good. He is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion and faith. The same fight is going on inside you.”
The child thought about it for a minute and then asked, “Which wolf will win?”
The old man replied simply, “The one you feed.”
Wendy Mass, Jeremy Fink and the Meaning of Life
The Dream Keeper
Bring me all of your dreams,
You dreamer,
Bring me all your
Heart melodies
That I may wrap them
In a blue cloud-cloth
Away from the too-rough fingers
Of the world.
Langston Hughes
Tuesday, March 1, 2022
Humankind has not woven the web of life. We are but a thread within it. Whatever we do to the web we do to ourselves. All things are bound together. All things connect.
Chief Seattle
(Note: Chief Seattle was a great Suquamish and Duwamish warrior and chief. The city of Seattle was named after him. )
When eating the fruit, remember the one who planted the tree.
Vietnamese proverb
Monday, February 28, 2022
My Symphony
To live content with small means.
To seek elegance rather than luxury,
and refinement rather than fashion.
To be worthy not respectable,
and wealthy not rich.
To study hard, think quietly, talk gently,
act frankly, to listen to stars, birds, babes,
and sages with open heart, to bear all cheerfully,
do all bravely, await occasions, hurry never.
In a word, to let the spiritual,
unbidden and unconscious,
grow up through the common.
This is to be my symphony.
William Ellery Channing
WORD OF THE DAY
Noonchi
(Korean, n ) – The ability to be in tune with, or intuit, someone else’s feelings, thoughts and emotions to properly gauge and react to a situation. Someone with good noonchi can read another’s body language or tone of voice to understand their real feelings. Comparatively, someone with bad noonchi is said to lack tact or observational skills.
Sunday, February 27, 2022
Wild Geese
You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting—
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.
Mary Oliver
Time to Be Slow
This is the time to be slow,
Lie low to the wall
Until the bitter weather passes.
Try, as best you can, not to let
The wire brush of doubt
Scrape from your heart
All sense of yourself
And your hesitant light.
If you remain generous,
Time will come good;
And you will find your feet
Again on fresh pastures of promise,
Where the air will be kind
And blushed with beginning.
John O’Donohue
Treat the Earth well. It was not given to you by your parents, it was loaned by your children. We do not inherit the Earth from our ancestors, we borrow it from our children.
(Tribe unknown)
It is no longer good enough to cry peace. We must act peace, live peace, and live in peace.
Shenandoah proverb
In meditation and in our daily lives there are three qualities that we can nurture, cultivate, and bring out. We already possess these, but they can be ripened: precision, gentleness, and the ability to let go.
Pema Chodron
Saturday, February 26, 2022
Don’t Go Back To Sleep
The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.
Don’t go back to sleep.
You must ask for what you really want.
Don’t go back to sleep.
People are going back and forth
across the doorsill
where the two worlds touch.
The door is round and open.
Don’t go back to sleep.
Rumi
WORD OF THE DAY
Polepole
(Swahili, adj ) “po-lay po-lay” – Translates as “slowly.” It’s a good word to know if you are with someone who is always in a hurry. It is most often used when asking someone to slow down when driving, walking, talking, or working on something.
Friday, February 25, 2022
Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high;
Where knowledge is free;
Where the world has not been broken up into fragments by narrow domestic walls;
Where words come out from the depth of truth;
Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection;
Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way into the dreary desert sand of dead habit;
Where the mind is led forward by thee into ever-widening thought and action
Into that heaven of freedom, my Father, let my country awake.
Rabindranath Tagore, Gitanjali
(Note: Rabindranath Tagore [1861-1941], Bengali poet, novelist, educator, was considered the greatest writer in modern Indian literature. )
I have become my own version of an optimist. If I can’t make it through one door, I’ll go through another door – or I’ll make a door. Something terrific will come no matter how dark the present.
Rabindranath Tagore
Lakota Instructions for Living
Friend do it this way – that is,
whatever you do in life,
do the very best you can
with both your heart and mind.
And if you do it that way,
the Power Of The Universe
will come to your assistance,
if your heart and mind are in Unity.
When one sits in the Hoop Of The People,
one must be responsible because
All of Creation is related.
And the hurt of one is the hurt of all.
And the honor of one is the honor of all.
And whatever we do affects everything in the universe.
If you do it that way – that is,
if you truly join your heart and mind
as One – whatever you ask for,
that’s the Way It’s Going To Be.
Passed down from White Buffalo Calf Woman
(Note: The Lakota are a Native American people. Also known as the Teton Sioux, they are one of the three prominent subcultures of the Sioux people. Their current lands are in North and South Dakota. )
Thursday, February 24, 2022
No Man is an Island
No man is an island entire of itself; every man
is a piece of the continent, a part of the main;
if a clod be washed away by the sea, Europe
is the less, as well as if a promontory were, as
well as any manner of thy friends or of thine
own were; any man’s death diminishes me,
because I am involved in mankind.
And therefore never send to know for whom
the bell tolls; it tolls for thee.
John Donne
If there is light in the soul,
There will be beauty in the person.
If there is beauty in the person,
There will be harmony in the house.
If there is harmony in the house,
There will be order in the nation.
If there is order in the nation,
There will be peace in the world.
Ancient Chinese Proverb
WORD OF THE DAY
Iktsuarpok
(Inuit, n ) – The anticipation and excitement you feel when you are waiting for someone special to arrive; So you keep going to the window, or door, or outside to check if they have arrived.
(Note: The Inuit are a group of culturally similar indigenous peoples inhabiting the Arctic and subarctic regions of Greenland, Canada, and Alaska. )
Wednesday, February 23, 2022
Remember
Remember the sky that you were born under,
know each of the star’s stories.
Remember the moon, know who she is.
Remember the sun’s birth at dawn, that is the
strongest point of time. Remember sundown
and the giving away to night.
Remember your birth, how your mother struggled
to give you form and breath. You are evidence of
her life, and her mother’s, and hers.
Remember your father. He is your life, also.
Remember the earth whose skin you are:
red earth, black earth, yellow earth, white earth
brown earth, we are earth.
Remember the plants, trees, animal life who all have their
tribes, their families, their histories, too. Talk to them,
listen to them. They are alive poems.
Remember the wind. Remember her voice. She knows the
origin of this universe.
Remember you are all people and all people
are you.
Remember you are this universe and this
universe is you.
Remember all is in motion, is growing, is you.
Remember language comes from this.
Remember the dance language is, that life is.
Remember.
Joy Harjo
(Note: Joy Harjo is an American poet, musician, playwright, and author. She is the incumbent United States Poet Laureate, the first Native American to hold that honor. She is also only the second Poet Laureate Consultant in Poetry to serve three terms. Harjo is a member of the Muscogee Nation. )
Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities no doubt crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day. You shall begin it serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Tuesday, February 22, 2022
The most regretful people on earth are those who felt the call to creative work, and gave it neither power nor time.
Mary Oliver
WORD OF THE DAY
Desenrascanço
(Portuguese, n ) – To artfully disentangle oneself from a troublesome situation
Monday, February 21, 2022
To laugh is to risk appearing a fool,
To weep is to risk appearing sentimental.
To reach out to another is to risk involvement,
To expose feelings is to risk exposing your true self.
To place your ideas and dreams before a crowd is to risk their loss
To love is to risk not being loved in return,
To hope is to risk despair,
To try is to risk failure.
But risks must be taken because the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing. The person who risks nothing, does nothing, has nothing, is nothing. He may avoid suffering and sorrow, but he cannot learn, feel, change, grow or live. Chained by his servitude he is a slave who has forfeited all freedom. Only a person who risks is free.
William Ward
I am loath to close [these inaugural remarks]. We are not enemies, but friends. We must not be enemies. Though passion may have strained it must not break our bonds of affection. The mystic chords of memory, stretching from every battlefield and patriot grave to every living heart and hearthstone all over this broad land, will yet swell the chorus of the Union, when again touched, as surely they will be, by the better angels of our nature.
Abraham Lincoln, March 4, 1861, Presidential Inaugural Address
Do I not destroy my enemies when I make them my friends?
Abraham Lincoln
America will never be destroyed from the outside. If we falter and lose our freedoms, it will be because we destroyed ourselves.
Abraham Lincoln
I’m a success today because I had a friend who believed in me and I didn’t have the heart to let him down.
Abraham Lincoln
When I do good, I feel good. When I do bad, I feel bad. That’s my religion.
Abraham Lincoln
Those who look for the bad in people will surely find it.
Abraham Lincoln
The best way to predict your future is to create it.
Abraham Lincoln
Sunday, February 20, 2022
Desiderata
Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible without surrender be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even the dull and the ignorant; they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons, they are vexations to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain and bitter; for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.
Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time. Exercise caution in your business affairs; for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals; and everywhere life is full of heroism.
Be yourself. Especially, do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is as perennial as the grass.
Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself.
You are a child of the universe, no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.
Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be, and whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.
With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.
Max Ehrmann
WORD OF THE DAY
Jentacular
(Latin, adj ) – Related to breakfast.
Grace took a post-jentacular walk to settle her stomach after a large breakfast. (Now, lets see you use this word in a sentence today!)
Saturday, February 19, 2022
Without a thought or a word, she let go.
She let go of fear.
She let go of judgments.
She let go of the confluence of opinions swarming around her head. She let go of the committee of indecision within her.
She let go of all the ‘right’ reasons. Wholly and completely, without hesitation or worry, she just let go.
She didn’t ask anyone for advice.
She didn’t read a book on how to let go. She just let go. She let go of all the memories that held her back.
She let go of all of the anxiety that kept her from moving forward.
She let go of the planning and all of the calculations about how to do it just right.
She didn’t promise to let go.
She didn’t journal about it. She didn’t write the projected date in her Day-Timer.
She made no public announcement.
She didn’t check the weather report or read her daily horoscope. She just let go.
She didn’t analyze whether she should let go.
She didn’t call her friends to discuss the matter.
She didn’t utter one word. She just let go.
No one was around when it happened. There was no applause or congratulations. No one thanked her or praised her. No one noticed a thing. Like a leaf falling from a tree, she just let go.
There was no effort. There was no struggle.
It wasn’t good. It wasn’t bad. It was what it was, and it is just that. In the space of letting go, she let it all be.
A small smile came over her face. A light breeze blew through her.
And the sun and the moon shone forevermore.
Rev. Safire Rose
Set your sights on a place higher than your eyes can see.
Rumi
Friday, February 18, 2022
Do Not Let The Day Slip Away
Do not let the day slip through your fingers, but live it fully now, this breath, this moment, catapulting you into full awareness. Time is precious, minutes disappearing like water into sand, unless you choose to pay attention. Since you do not know the number of your days, treat each as if it is your last. Be that compassionate with yourself, that open and loving to others, that determined to give what is yours to give and to let in the energy and wonder of this world. Experience everything, writing, relating, eating, doing all the little necessary tasks of life as if for the first time…pushing nothing aside as unimportant. You have received these same reminders many times before, this time, take them into your soul. For if you choose to live this way, you will be rich beyond measure, grateful beyond words, and the day of your death will arrive with no regrets.
Danna Faulds
Boundaries
The universe does not
revolve around you.
The stars and planets spinning
through the ballroom of space
dance with one another
quite outside of your small life.
You cannot hold gravity
or seasons; even air and water
inevitably evade your grasp.
Why not, then, let go?
You could move through time
like a shark through water,
neither restless nor ceasing,
absorbed in and absorbing
the native element.
Why pretend you can do otherwise?
The world comes in at every pore,
mixes in your blood before
breath releases you into
the world again. Did you think
the fragile boundary of your skin
could build a wall?
Listen. Every molecule is humming
its particular pitch.
Of course you are a symphony.
Whose tune do you think
the planets are singing
as they dance?
Lynn Ungar
Thursday, February 17, 2022
Walk Don’t Run
Walk, don’t run.
That’s it.
Walk, don’t run.
Slow down, breathe deeply,
and open your eyes because there’s
a whole world right here within this one.
The bush doesn’t suddenly catch on fire,
it’s been burning the whole time.
Moses is simply moving
slowly enough to see it. And when he does,
he takes off his sandals.
Not because
the ground has suddenly become holy,
but because he’s just now becoming aware that
the ground has been holy the whole time.
Efficiency is not God’s highest goal for your life,
neither is busyness,
or how many things you can get done in one day,
or speed, or even success.
But walking,
which leads to seeing,
now that’s something.
That’s the invitation for every one of us today,
and everyday, in every conversation, interaction,
event, and moment: to walk, not run. And in doing so,
to see a whole world right here within this one.
Rob Bell
ah, kindness.
what a simple way
to tell another
struggling soul
that there is love
to be found
in the world.
Alison Malee
But When
We are going to do a kindly deed,
Sometime, perhaps, but when?
Our sympathy give in a time of need,
Sometime, perhaps, but when?
We will do so much in the coming years;
We will banish the heartaches and doubts and fears,
And we’ll comfort the lonely and dry their tears,
Sometime, perhaps, but when?
We will give a smile to a saddened heart,
Sometime, perhaps, but when?
Of the heavy burdens we’ll share a part,
Sometime, perhaps, but when?
Sometime we’re going to right the wrong;
Sometime the weak we will help make strong;
Sometime we’ll come with Love’s old, sweet song,
Sometime, perhaps, but when?
E. A. Brininstool
Wednesday, February 16, 2022
Life is amazing. And then it’s awful. And then it’s amazing again. And in between the amazing and awful it’s ordinary and mundane and routine. Breathe in the amazing, hold on through the awful, and relax and exhale during the ordinary. That’s just living heartbreaking, soul-healing, amazing, awful, ordinary life. And it’s breathtakingly beautiful.
L.R. Knost, award-winning author of many gentle parenting books
Grace
Grace
gives me a day
too beautiful
I had thought
to stay indoors
and yet
washing my dishes
straightening
my shelves
finally
throwing out
the wilted
onions
shrunken garlic
cloves
I discover
I am happy
to be inside
looking out.
This, I think,
is wealth.
Just this choosing
of how
a beautiful day
is spent.
Alice Walker
Tuesday, February 15, 2022
Bapuji Says
My beloved child,
break your heart no longer.
Each time you judge yourself
you break your own heart.
You stop feeding on the love,
which is the wellspring of your vitality.
The time has come, your time
To live, to celebrate…
and to see the goodness that you are…
Let no one, no thing, no idea or ideal obstruct you
If one comes, even in the name of “Truth”,
forgive it for its unknowing
Do not fight
Let go
And breathe – into the goodness that you are.
Swami Kripalvananda
Your world is as big as you make it.
I know, for I used to abide
In the narrowest nest in a corner,
My wings pressing close to my side.
But I sighted the distant horizon
Where the skyline encircled the sea
And I throbbed with a burning desire
To travel this immensity.
I battered the cordons around me
And cradled my wings on the breeze,
Then soared to the uttermost reaches
With rapture, with power, with ease!
Georgia Douglas Johnson, writer, musician, and educator during the Harlem Renaissance
Monday, February 14, 2022
I sometimes forget
that I was created for Joy.
My mind is too busy.
My Heart is too heavy
for me to remember
that I have been
called to dance
the Sacred dance of life.
I was created to smile
To Love
To be lifted up
And to lift others up.
O’ Sacred One
Untangle my feet
from all that ensnares.
Free my soul.
That we might
Dance
and that our dancing
might be contagious.
Hafiz
In the solitude of my inner silence I have found the paradise of unending joy.
Paramahansa Yogananda
All love is directed to the Self.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
Sunday, February 13, 2022
A Blessing of Angels
May the Angels in their beauty bless you.
May they turn toward you streams of blessing.
May the Angel of Awakening stir your heart
To come alive to the eternal within you,
To all the invitations that quietly surround you.
May the Angel of Healing turn your wounds
Into sources of refreshment.
May the Angel of the Imagination enable you
To stand on the true thresholds,
At ease with your ambivalence
And drawn in new direction
Through the glow of your contradictions.
May the Angel of Compassion open your eyes
To the unseen suffering around you.
May the Angel of Wildness disturb the places
Where your life is domesticated and safe,
Take you to the territories of true otherness
Where all that is awkward in you
Can fall into its own rhythm.
May the Angel of Eros introduce you
To the beauty of your senses
To celebrate your inheritance
As a temple of the holy spirit.
May the Angel of Justice disturb you
To take the side of the poor and the wronged.
May the Angel of Encouragement confirm you
In worth and self-respect,
That you may live with the dignity
That presides in your soul.
May the Angel of Death arrive only
When your life is complete
And you have brought every given gift
To the threshold where its infinity can shine.
May all the Angels be your sheltering
And joyful guardians.
John O’Donohue, To Bless the Space Between Us
Even
After
All this time
The Sun never says to the Earth,
‘You owe me.’
Look
What happens
With a love like that,
It lights the whole sky.
Hafiz
Love recognizes no barriers. It jumps hurdles, leaps fences, penetrates walls to arrive at its destination full of hope.
Maya Angelou
WORD OF THE DAY
Troost
(Dutch and German, n ) – “Confidence,” “trust,” “solace,” “consolation.” It is a name for one who comforts, one who brings solace to a person at a time when he or she is in dire need.
To be hopeful in bad times is not just foolishly romantic. It is based on the fact that human history is a history not only of cruelty, but also of compassion, sacrifice, courage, kindness.
What we choose to emphasize in this complex history will determine our lives. If we see only the worst, it destroys our capacity to do something. If we remember those times and places—and there are so many—where people have behaved magnificently, this gives us the energy to act, and at least the possibility of sending this spinning top of a world in a different direction.
And if we do act, in however small a way, we don’t have to wait for some grand utopian future. The future is an infinite succession of presents, and to live now as we think human beings should live, in defiance of all that is bad around us, is itself a marvelous victory.
Howard Zinn
Saturday, February 12, 2022
Metta Practice
May I feel protected and safe.
May my heart remain open.
May I awaken to the light of my true nature.
May I be healed, and be a source of healing for the world.
May you feel protected and safe.
May your heart remain open.
May you awaken to the light of your true nature.
May you be healed, and be a source of healing for the world.
May we feel protected and safe.
May our hearts remain open.
May we awaken to the light of our true nature.
May we be healed, and be a source of healing for the world.
WORD OF THE DAY
Ailyak
(Bulgarian ) – A beautiful word for the subtle art of doing everything calmly and without rushing, while enjoying the experience and life in general.
Friday, February 11, 2022
The ego searches for shortcomings and weaknesses. Love watches for any sign of strength. Love sees how far each one has come and not how far one has to go.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
Life is all business. Spend your energy to get joy, happiness, evolution, and to gain more ability to enjoy. We never use our time, energy, speech, or ability to do something that doesn’t help us grow and improve our life. It’s not worth it.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
Thursday, February 10, 2022
Thus, without expectation,
One will always perceive the subtlety,
And, with expectation,
One will always perceive the boundary.
Tao Te Ching
WORD OF THE DAY
Livsnjutare
(Swedish, n ) – Literally, “Enjoyer of life.” Someone who loves life deeply and lives it to the extreme.
Wednesday, February 9, 2022
How yearns the solitary soul
To melt into the boundless whole,
And find itself again in peace!
The blind desire, the impatient will,
The restless thoughts and plans are still;
We yield ourselves—and wake in bliss!
Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe
Bear in There
There’s a Polar Bear
In our Frigidaire–
He likes it ’cause it’s cold in there.
With his seat in the meat
And his face in the fish
And his big hairy paws
In the buttery dish,
He’s nibbling the noodles,
He’s munching the rice,
He’s slurping the soda,
He’s licking the ice.
And he lets out a roar
If you open the door.
And it gives me a scare
To know he’s in there–
That Polary Bear
In our Fridgitydaire.
Shel Silverstein
(Note: “Bear in There” by the Oscar-nominated, Grammy-winning poet Shel Silverstein was published in 1981 in Silverstein’s collection of poem “A Light in the Attic”.)
Tuesday, February 8, 2022
Be kind whenever possible. It is always possible.
The 14th Dalai Lama
Never doubt that a small group of thoughtful, committed citizens can change the world. Indeed, it is the only thing that ever has.
Margaret Mead
My wish for you is that you continue. Continue to be who and how you are, to astonish a mean world with your acts of kindness.
Maya Angelou
To practice five things under all circumstances constitutes perfect virtue; these five are gravity, generosity of soul, sincerity, earnestness, and kindness.
Confucius
If I Can Stop One Heart From Breaking
If I can stop one heart from breaking,
I shall not live in vain;
If I can ease one life the aching,
Or cool one pain,
Or help one fainting robin
Unto his nest again,
I shall not live in vain.
Emily Dickinson
Be Glad Your Nose is on Your Face
Be glad your nose is on your face,
not pasted on some other place,
for if it were where it is not,
you might dislike your nose a lot.
Imagine if your precious nose
were sandwiched in between your toes,
that clearly would not be a treat,
for you’d be forced to smell your feet.
Your nose would be a source of dread
were it attached atop your head,
it soon would drive you to despair,
forever tickled by your hair.
Within your ear, your nose would be
an absolute catastrophe,
for when you were obliged to sneeze,
your brain would rattle from the breeze.
Your nose, instead, through thick and thin,
remains between your eyes and chin,
not pasted on some other place–
be glad your nose is on your face!
Jack Relutsky
Monday, February 7, 2022
The one who asks the questions does not lose the way.
Proverb from Ghana
A wise person changes his mind, a fool never will.
Proverb from Spain
Sunday, February 6, 2022
Each Moment Is Precious
Live in the moment,
Just take it all in.
Pay attention to everything,
Right there and right then.
Don’t let your mind wander
To what’s coming next.
Cherish this moment
And give it your best.
Don’t let tomorrow
Make you rush through today,
Or too many great moments
Will just go to waste.
And the person you’re with,
In that moment you share,
Give them all of your focus;
Be totally there.
Laugh till it hurts,
Let the tears drop.
Fill up each moment
With all that you’ve got.
Don’t miss the details;
The lesson is there.
Don’t get complacent;
Stay sharp and aware.
It can take but a moment
To change your life’s path.
And once it ticks by,
There is no going back.
In just 60 seconds,
You may make a new friend.
Find your true love,
Or see a life start or end.
You become who you are
In those moments you live.
And the growth’s not in taking
But in how much you give.
Life is just moments,
So precious and few.
Whether valued or squandered,
It’s all up to you!
Patricia A. Fleming, October, 2018
(Note: Ms. Fleming was the middle child of three and had a middle-class upbringing. She worked as a psychiatric social worker for 36 years and after retiring, she began writing inspirational poems about life. )
WORD OF THE DAY
Ubuntu
(Nguni, South African, n ) – Literally translates as “humanity.” It is the belief that we are all defined by our compassion and humanity towards others.
God’s dream is that you and I and all of us will realize that we are family, that we are made for togetherness, for goodness, and for compassion.
Archbishop Desmond Tutu
Saturday, February 5, 2022
Seek patience and passion in equal amounts. Patience alone will not build the temple. Passion alone will destroy its walls.
Maya Angelou
I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.
Maya Angelou
This a wonderful day. I’ve never seen this one before.
Maya Angelou
Friday, February 4, 2022
Don’t meditate to fix yourself, to improve yourself, to redeem yourself; rather, do it as an act of love, of deep warm friendship to yourself. In this way there is no longer any need for the subtle aggression of self-improvement, for the endless guilt of not doing enough. It offers the possibility of an end to the ceaseless round of trying so hard that wraps so many people’s lives in a knot. Instead there is now meditation as an act of love. How endlessly delightful and encouraging.
Bob Sharples
Birthright
Despite illness of body or mind,
in spite of blinding despair or habitual belief,
who you are is whole.
Let nothing keep you separate from the truth.
The soul, illumined from within,
longs to be known for what it is.
Undying, untouched by fire or the storms of life,
there is a place inside where stillness and abiding peace reside.
You can ride the breath to go there.
Despite doubt or hopeless turns of mind,
you are not broken.
Spirit surrounds, embraces, fills you from the inside out.
Release everything that isn’t your true nature.
What’s left, the fullness, light and shadow,
claim all that as your birthright.
Danna Faulds
Thursday, February 3, 2022
WORD OF THE DAY
Gigil
(Filipino Tagalog, n ) – The irresistible urge to pinch or squeeze something or someone because they are loved or cherished—and because they are unbearably cute!
Gratitude
“Gratitude unlocks the fullness of life.
It turns what we have into enough and more.
It turns denial into acceptance,
Chaos to order, confusion to clarity.”
…
(full quote)
Melody Beattie, The Language of Letting Go: Hazelden Meditation Series
Wednesday, February 2, 2022
Who You Are
Who you are is so much more than what you do. The essence, shining through the heart, soul, and center, the bare and bold truth of you does not lie in your to-do list. You are not just at the surface of your skin, not just the impulse to arrange the muscles of your face into a smile or a frown, not just boundless energy, or bone wearying fatigue. Delve deeper. You are divinity; the vast and open sky of spirit. It’s the light of God, the ember at your core, the passion and the presence, the timeless, deathless essence of you that reaches out and touches me. Who you are transcends fear and turns suffering into liberation. Who you are is love.
Danna Faulds
WORD OF THE DAY
Nakupenda sana
(Swahili) – “I love you very much”
Tuesday, February 1, 2022
The purpose of life is to matter,
to have it make some difference that you have lived at all….
Happiness then, in the ancient, noble sense, means self-fulfillment,
And is given to those who use to the fullest whatever talents
God or luck or fate has bestowed upon them.
Happiness lies in stretching to the farthest boundaries
of that which we are capable
the resources of the mind, the heart, the spirit…
Leo Rosten, American humorist in the fields of scriptwriting, storywriting, journalism, and Yiddish lexicography.
If you live in harmony with nature you will never be poor; if you live according what others think, you will never be rich.
Seneca (1 BCE – 65 CE)
Monday, January 31, 2022
Be gentle with yourself. Be kind to yourself.
You may not be perfect, but you are all you’ve got to work with.
The process of becoming who you will be begins first with the
total acceptance of who you are.
Bhante Henepola Gunaratana
One moment of patience may ward off great disaster. One moment of impatience may ruin a whole life.
Chinese proverb
Sunday, January 30, 2022
Do the duty which lies nearest to you, the second duty will then become clearer.
Thomas Carlyle
Dust If You Must
Dust if you must, but wouldn’t it be better
To paint a picture, or write a letter,
Bake a cake, or plant a seed;
Ponder the difference between want and need?
Dust if you must, but there’s not much time,
With rivers to swim, and mountains to climb;
Music to hear, and books to read;
Friends to cherish, and life to lead.
Dust if you must, but the world’s out there
With the sun in your eyes, and the wind in your hair;
A flutter of snow, a shower of rain,
This day will not come around again.
Dust if you must, but bear in mind,
Old age will come and it’s not kind.
And when you go (and go you must)
You, yourself, will make more dust.
Rose Milligan
Friday, January 28, 2022
Honesty without kindness, humor, and good-heartedness can be just mean.
Pema Chödrön
Nothing ever goes away until it has taught us what we need to know.
Pema Chödrön
One who cannot tolerate small misfortunes can never accomplish great things.
Chinese proverb
Thursday, January 27, 2022
Remember Me As A Time of Day
The oak tree
loves patience,
the mountain is
still looking,
as it has for centuries,
for a word to say about
the gradual way it
slides itself
back to the
world below
to begin again,
in another life,
to be fertile.
When the wind blows
the grass
whistles and whispers
in myths and riddles
and not in our language
but one far older.
The sea is the sea is
always the sea.
These things
you can count on
as you walk about the world
happy or sad,
talky or silent, making
weapons, love, poems.
The briefest of fires.
Mary Oliver
Invictus
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.
William Ernest Henley
(Note: Nelson Mandela, the anti-Apartheid leader who was jailed 27 years for his activism and in 1994 became President of South Africa, regularly recited the poem Invictus during his imprisonment. Invictus, meaning unconquerable or undefeated in Latin, was written by Henley in 1875.
Wednesday, January 26, 2022
If we learn to open our hearts, anyone, including the people who drive us crazy, can be our teacher.
Pema Chödrön
When the roots are deep there is no reason to fear the wind.
Lebanese proverb
Enough is a feast.
Buddhist proverb
Tuesday, January 25, 2022
The surest sign of wisdom is constant cheerfulness.
Montaigne
The secret to living well and longer is: eat half, walk double, laugh triple, and love without measure.
Tibetan proverb
As he thinketh in his heart, so is he.
Proverbs 23:7, The Bible
Monday, January 24, 2022
This is the time to be slow,
Lie low to the wall
Until the bitter weather passes.
Try, as best you can, not to let
The wire brush of doubt
Scrape from your heart
All sense of yourself
And your hesitant light.
If you remain generous,
Time will come good;
And you will find your feet
Again on fresh pastures of promise,
Where the air will be kind
And blushed with beginning.
John O’Donohue
Praying
It doesn’t have to be
the blue iris, it could be
weeds in a vacant lot, or a few
small stones; just
pay attention, then patch
a few words together and don’t try
to make them elaborate, this isn’t
a contest but the doorway
into thanks, and a silence in which
another voice may speak.
Mary Oliver
Sunday, January 23, 2022
The Peace of Wild Things
When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.
Wendell Berry
He who binds himself a joy
Does the winged life destroy
But he who kisses the joy as it flies
Lives in eternity’s sunrise
William Blake
WORDS OF THE DAY
Ataraxia
(Greek, n.) “at-uh-rak-see-uh” – A transcendent state of freedom from emotional disturbance and anxiety; Tranquility or untroubled mind
Meraki
(Greek, v.) “may-rah-kee” – To do something with soul, creativity, or love; to leave a piece and essence of yourself in your work
Saturday, January 22, 2022
Hokusai says
Hokusai says look carefully.
He says pay attention, notice.
He says keep looking, stay curious.
He says there is no end to seeing.
He says look forward to getting old.
He says keep changing, you just get more who you really are.
He says get stuck, accept it, repeat yourself as long as it’s interesting.
He says keep doing what you love.
He says keep praying.
He says every one of us is a child, every one of us is ancient, every one of us has a body.
He says every one of us is frightened.
He says every one of us has to find a way to live with fear.
He says everything is alive –shells, buildings, people, fish, mountains, trees.
Wood is alive.
Water is alive.
Everything has its own life.
Everything lives inside us.
He says live with the world inside you.
He says it doesn’t matter if you draw, or write books.
It doesn’t matter if you saw wood, or catch fish.
It doesn’t matter if you sit at home and stare at the ants on your veranda
or the shadows of the trees and grasses in your garden.
It matters that you care.
It matters that you feel.
It matters that you notice.
It matters that life lives through you.
Contentment is life living through you.
Joy is life living through you.
Satisfaction and strength is life living through you.
Peace is life living through you.
He says don’t be afraid.
Don’t be afraid.
Look, feel, let life take you by the hand.
Let life live through you
Roger Keyes
Many people think excitement is happiness…But when you are excited you are not peaceful. True happiness is based on peace.
Thich Nhat Hahn
Walk as if you are kissing the earth with your feet.
Thich Nhat Hahn
Oh, the Places You’ll Go!
I’m afraid that sometimes you’ll play lonely games too. Games you can’t win, cause you’ll play against you.
All Alone! Whether you like it or not,
Alone you will be something quite a lot.
And when you’re alone. There’ a very good chance
You’ll meet some things that scare you right out of your pants.
There are some, down the road between hither and yon,
That can scare you so much you won’t want to go on.
But on you will go, though the weather be foul,
On you will go, though the Hakken-Kraks howl.
Onward up many a frightening creek,
Though your arms may get sore
And your sneakers may leak.
On and on you will hike.
And I know you’ll hike far
And face up to your problems
Whatever they are.
You’ll get mixed up, of course,
As you already know.
You’ll get mixed up with many strange birds as you go.
So be sure where you step.
Step with care and great tact
And remember that life’s a Great Balancing Act.
Just never forget to be dexterous and deft.
And never mix up your right foot with your left.
Dr. Seuss
There is no greater barrier to understanding than the assumption that the standpoint which we happen to occupy is a universal one.
H. Richard Neibuhr, Christian theological ethicist
Friday, January 21, 2022
The Hippo
The hippo floats in swamp serene,
some emerged, but most unseen.
Seeing all and only blinking,
Who knows what this beast is thinking.
Gliding, and of judgment clear,
Letting go and being here.
Seeing all, both guilt and glory,
Only noting. But that’s MY story.
I sit here hippo-like and breathe,
While inside I storm and seethe.
Would that I were half equanimous
As that placid hippopotamus.
Steven Hickman
Thursday, January 20, 2022
Inner Peace
Well below your ego
There’s a place that doesn’t care
What people say or think or do
It’s very peaceful there
This place is deep inside you
It’s way beneath your skin
The stillness that surrounds you there
Is you without the spin
It’s soul, unspoilt, it’s raw
Untouched by human mind
Affected not by boxes
Or labels of any kind
When you can find your inner peace
Anytime or place
No matter what is happening
You have your own calm space
Vanessa Hughes
Wednesday, January 19, 2022
Keeping Quiet
Now we will count to twelve
and we will all keep still
for once on the face of the earth,
let’s not speak in any language;
let’s stop for a second,
and not move our arms so much.
It would be an exotic moment
without rush, without engines;
we would all be together
in a sudden strangeness.
If we were not so single-minded
about keeping our lives moving,
and for once could do nothing,
perhaps a huge silence
might interrupt this sadness
of never understanding ourselves
and of threatening ourselves with death.
Perhaps the earth can teach us
as when everything seems dead
and later proves to be alive.
Now I’ll count up to twelve
and you keep quiet and I will go.
Pablo Neruda
If you don’t know where you are going then any road will do.
Tibetan proverb
Don’t let yesterday use up too much of today.
Native American proverb
Tuesday, January 18, 2022
Stay close to anything that makes you glad you are alive.
Hafez
Monday, January 17, 2022
Full Moon
Above the tower — a lone, twice-sized moon.
On the cold river passing night-filled homes,
It scatters restless gold across the waves.
On mats, it shines richer than silken gauze.
Empty peaks, silence: among sparse stars,
Not yet flawed, it drifts. Pine and cinnamon
Spreading in my old garden . . . All light,
All ten thousand miles at once in its light!
Du Fu (712-770 AD)
Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that.
Martin Luther King, Jr.
I have decided to stick with love. Hate is too great a burden to bear.
Martin Luther King, Jr.
Sunday, January 16, 2022
Inside each of us is a voice. It is a quiet voice. It is a guiding voice. If we listen for it, it will guide us, and help us avoid disaster. It is especially active when we are afraid, when we are in doubt, when we are scared, when we need help, and when we get angry. If we are excited emotionally, it is hard to hear this voice. If we are angry, it’s hard to hear this voice because this voice is usually quiet. The best thing we can do is to practice getting quiet. If we don’t get quiet, there is another voice called the judge. It tells us to attack or say bad things to other people or to judge ourselves. This voice is loud and usually gets us into trouble.
Creator, Great Mystery, help me listen for the quiet voice. Let me know this voice of Yours. Your ways are gentle. Guide me with this voice.
Eunice Baumann-Nelson, Ph.D., PENOBSCOT
Success is not final, failure is not fatal: it is the courage to continue that counts.
Winston Churchill
Saturday, January 15, 2022
Who Turns
Who turns this into that?
Sound into noise?
Aroma into odor?
Taste into pleasure or disgust?
Who turns yes into no?
Grace into disgrace?
Who turns the present into the past?
Who turns the now into the not-now?
As-it-is into as-it-should-be?
Silence into restlessness?
Stillness into boredom?
The ordinary into the menial?
Who turns pain into suffering?
Change into loss?
Grief into woe?
Woe into the story of your life?
Who turns stuff into sentiment?
Desire into craving?
Acceptance into aversion?
Peace into war?
Us into them?
Who turns life into labor?
Time into toil?
Enough into not-enough?
Who turns why into why not?
Who turns delusion into enlightenment?
Who thinks?
Who turns?
All practice is the practice of making a turn in a different direction.
Karen Maezen Miller
Whenever you do something that is not aligned with the yearning of your soul—you create suffering.
Anais Nin
Friday, January 14, 2022
Unconditional
Willing to experience aloneness,
I discover connection everywhere;
Turning to face my fear,
I meet the warrior who lives within;
Opening to my loss,
I gain the embrace of the universe;
Surrendering into emptiness,
I find fullness without end.
Each condition I flee from pursues me,
Each condition I welcome transforms me
And becomes itself transformed
Into its radiant jewel-like essence.
I bow to the one who has made it so,
Who has crafted this Master Game.
To play it is purest delight;
To honor its form — true devotion.
Jennifer Paine Welwood
And the time came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful that the risk It took to blossom.
Anais Nin
Thursday, January 13, 2022
If the doors of perception were cleansed everything would appear to man as it is, Infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thro’ narrow chinks of his cavern.
William Blake
Outside is the joy of the drop. Inside is the joy of the ocean.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
Love is not blind – it sees more, not less. But because it sees more, it is willing to see less.
Rabbi Julius Gordon
Learning
I’m learning to say thank you.
And I’m learning to say please.
And I’m learning to use Kleenex,
Not my sweater, when I sneeze.
And I’m learning not to dribble.
And I’m learning not to slurp.
And I’m learning (though it sometimes really hurts me)
Not to burp.
And I’m learning to chew softer
When I eat corn on the cob.
And I’m learning that it’s much
Much easier to be a slob.
Judith Viorst
Wednesdayday, January 12, 2022
There is a light that shines beyond all things on earth, beyond us all, beyond the heaven, beyond the highest, the very highest heavens. This is the Light that shines in our Heart.
Chandogya Upanishad
Tuesday, January 11, 2022
The Way It Is
There’s a thread you follow. It goes among
things that change. But it doesn’t change.
People wonder about what you are pursuing.
You have to explain about the thread.
But it is hard for others to see.
While you hold it you can’t get lost.
Tragedies happen; people get hurt
or die; and you suffer and get old.
Nothing you do can stop time’s unfolding.
You don’t ever let go of the thread.
William Stafford
WORD OF THE DAY
Whakakoakoa (Māori, v.): To cheer up.
Monday, January 10, 2022
Don’t let people pull you into their storm. Pull them into your peace.
Pema Chödrön
Sunday, January 9, 2022
What Does It Mean?
What does it mean to be me?
What does it mean to be you?
What does it mean to learn from mistakes?
What does it mean to try harder?
What does it mean to just be?
What does it mean to live and let live?
What does it mean to love your neighbor?
What does it mean to let bygones be bygones?
What does it mean to Thank God?
What does it mean to make sense of it all?
What does it mean to find your true calling?
What does it mean to fall in love?
What does it mean to forgive and forget?
What does it mean to honor and never forget?
What does it mean to begin again?
What does it mean to be a beginner?
What does it mean to be a friend?
What does it mean to give and receive?
What does it mean to tell the truth?
What does it mean to be kind?
What does it mean to tell your story?
What does it mean, anything is possible?
Emily Lewis Penn
Saturday, January 8, 2022
For the first time in my life I saw the truth as it is set into song by so many poets, proclaimed as the final wisdom by so many thinkers. The truth – that Love is the ultimate and highest goal to which one can aspire. Then I grasped the meaning of the greatest secret that human poetry and human thought and belief have to impart: The salvation of humanity is through love and in love.
Viktor E. Frankl, Man’s Search for Meaning
By cultivating attitudes of friendliness toward the happy, compassion for the unhappy, delight in the virtuous, and disregard toward the wicked, the mind retains its undisturbed calmness.
Patanjali, Yoga Sutra 1.33
Thursday, January 6, 2022
Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities have crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day. You shall begin it serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
My Symphony
To live content with small means.
To seek elegance rather than luxury,
and refinement rather than fashion.
To be worthy not respectable,
and wealthy not rich.
To study hard, think quietly, talk gently,
act frankly, to listen to stars, birds, babes,
and sages with open heart, to bear all cheerfully,
do all bravely, await occasions, hurry never.
In a word, to let the spiritual,
unbidden and unconscious,
grow up through the common.
This is to be my symphony.
William Ellery Channing
Wednesday, January 5, 2022
People who need help sometimes look a lot like people who don’t need help.
Glennon Doyle
Tuesday, January 4, 2022
you must be able
to do three things:
to love what is mortal;
to hold it
against your bones knowing
your own life depends on it;
and, when the time comes to let it
go,
to let it go.
Mary Oliver, from In Backwater Woods
WORD OF THE DAY
Arbejdsglæde (Danish – ah-bitts-gleh): Literally translates to “happiness at work”—when your work is a source of joy and happiness.
Monday, January 3, 2022
Hope Is The Thing With Feathers
“Hope” is the thing with feathers –
That perches in the soul –
And sings the tune without the words –
And never stops – at all –
And sweetest – in the Gale – is heard –
And sore must be the storm –
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm –
I’ve heard it in the chillest land –
And on the strangest Sea –
Yet – never – in Extremity,
It asked a crumb – of me.
Emily Dickinson
That’s what I consider true generosity: You give your all and yet you always feel as if it costs you nothing.
Simone de Beauvoir
Sunday, January 2, 2022
Meditation practice is like piano scales, basketball drills, ballroom dance class. Practice requires discipline; it can be tedious; it is necessary. After you have practiced enough, you become more skilled at the art form itself. You do not practice to become a great scale player or drill champion. You practice to become a musician or athlete. Likewise, one does not practice meditation to become a great meditator. We meditate to wake up and live, to become skilled at the art of living.
Elizabeth Lesser, The Seeker’s Guide: Making Your Life a Spiritual Adventure
Do we not know the feeling that overtakes us when we are in the presence of a particular person and, roughly translates as, The fact that this person exists in the world at all, this alone makes this world, and a life in it, meaningful.
Victor Frankl
The kinder and the more thoughtful a person is, the more kindness he can find in other people. Kindness enriches our life; with kindness mysterious things become clear, difficult things become easy, and dull things become cheerful.
Tolstoy
There are more things … likely to frighten us than there are to crush us; we suffer more often in imagination than in reality. What I advise you to do is, not to be unhappy before the crisis comes; since it may be that the dangers before which you paled as if they were threatening you, will never come upon you; they certainly have not yet come. Accordingly, some things torment us more than they ought; some torment us before they ought; and some torment us when they ought not to torment us at all. We are in the habit of exaggerating, or imagining, or anticipating, sorrow.
Seneca
If you pour a handful of salt into a cup of water, the water becomes undrinkable. But if you pour the salt into a river, people can continue to draw the water to cook, wash, and drink. The river is immense, and it has the capacity to receive, embrace, and transform. When our hearts are small, our understanding and compassion are limited, and we suffer. We can’t accept or tolerate others and their shortcomings, and we demand that they change. But when our hearts expand, these same things don’t make us suffer anymore. We have a lot of understanding and compassion and can embrace others. We accept others as they are, and then they have a chance to transform.
Thich Nhat Hanh
Saturday, January 1, 2022
There’s a door in every home, wherever we are. We can go in and out of it without fear or taking extra precautions; we can travel, visit our loved ones, and meet innumerable new people. Opening it requires only the willpower to take a moment of complete silence and ask ourselves what is really important, and what isn’t. The key to this other door can be found at the crossroads of the head and the heart: if you want to find it, you will. There is a home within each of us that is like no other, beautiful and welcoming, full of sunlight, with a blooming garden, a doorway to the world and a balcony that looks over an infinite universe. A home made up of wonder, the desire the share, love, and the certainty that this whole earthly realm is one big family. Let’s use this obligatory stay at home to seek it out, to discover the immeasurable beauty of what we hold inside and everything that we are.
Andrea Angel Bocelli, OMRI OMDSM, is an Italian opera singer, songwriter, and record producer.
Note: Celine Dion has said, ”If God would have a singing voice, he must sound a lot like Andrea Bocelli.” Andrea was born with poor eyesight and became completely blind at age 12, following a football accident.
The New Year
The New Year comes—fling wide, fling wide the door
Of Opportunity! the spirit free
To scale the utmost heights of hopes to be,
To rest on peaks ne’er reached by man before!
The boundless infinite let us explore,
To search out undiscovered mystery,
Undreamed of in our poor philosophy!
The bounty of the gods upon us pour!
Nay, in the New Year we shall be as gods:
No longer apish puppets or dull clods
Of clay; but poised, empowered to command,
Upon the Etna of New Worlds we’ll stand—
This scant earth-raiment to the winds will cast—
Full richly robed as supermen at last!
Carrie Williams Clifford
(Note: Carrie Williams Clifford was born in September 1862 in Chillicothe, Ohio. A poet and activist, she is the author of Race Rhymes (R. L. Pendleton, 1911) and The Widening Light (Walter Reid, 1922). A co-founder and the first president of the Ohio State Federation of Colored Women, Clifford hired Black women for the Niagara Movement, a predecessor of the NAACP.)
Friday, December 31, 2021
May everyone be happy.
May everyone be free of disease.
May auspiciousness be seen everywhere.
May suffering belong to no one.
Peace.
Upanishads
Auld Lang Syne
Should auld acquaintance be forgot
And never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot
And days of auld lang syne?
For auld lang syne, my dear
For auld lang syne
We’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet
For days of auld lang syne
We twa hae run about the braes
And pu’d the gowans fine
But we’ve wander’d mony a weary fit
Sin days of auld lang syne
We twa hae paidl’d i’ the burn
Frae morning sun till dine
But seas between us braid hae roar’d
Sin days of auld lang syne
For auld lang syne, my dear
For auld lang syne
We’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet
For days of auld lang syne
And surely ye’ll be your pint-stowp
And surely I’ll be mine
And we’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet
For auld lang syne
And there’s a hand, my trusty fiere
And gie’s a hand o’ thine
And we’ll tak a right gude-willy waught
For auld lang syne
For auld lang syne, my dear
For auld lang syne
We’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet
For auld lang syne
For auld lang syne, my dear
For auld lang syne
We’ll tak a cup o’ kindness yet
For auld lang syne
Compassionate listening is the kind of listening that can help relieve the suffering of another person. You listen with only one purpose: to help him or her to empty his heart. Even if he says things that are full of wrong perceptions, full of bitterness, you are still capable of continuing to listen with compassion. Because you know that listening like that, you give that person a chance to suffer less.
Thich Nhat Hanh
Thursday, December 30, 2021
Softer than the flower where kindness is concerned.
Stronger than thunder where principles are at stake.
Upanishads
Fifteen, Maybe Sixteen Things to Worry About
My pants could maybe fall down when I dive off the diving board.
My nose could maybe keep growing and never quit.
Miss Brearly could ask me to spell words like stomach and special.
(Stumick and speshul?)
I could play tag all day and always be “it.”
Jay Spievack, who’s fourteen feet tall, could want to fight me.
My mom and my dad—like Ted’s—could want a divorce.
Miss Brearly could ask me a question about Afghanistan.
(Who’s Afghanistan?)
Somebody maybe could make me ride a horse.
My mother could maybe decide that I needed more liver.
My dad could decide that I needed less TV.
Miss Brearly could say that I have to write script and stop printing.
(I’m better at printing.)
Chris could decide to stop being friends with me.
The world could maybe come to an end on next Tuesday.
The ceiling could maybe come crashing on my head.
I maybe could run out of things for me to worry about.
And then I’d have to do my homework instead.
Judith Viorst
Wednesday, December 29, 2021
One day a man was walking along the beach when he noticed a boy picking something up and gently throwing it into the ocean. Approaching the boy, he asked, “What are you doing?” The youth replied, “Throwing starfish back into the ocean. The surf is up and the tide is going out. If I don’t throw them back, they’ll die.” “Son,” the man said, “don’t you realize there are miles and miles of beach and hundreds of starfish? You can’t make a difference!”
After listening politely, the boy bent down, picked up another starfish, and threw it back into the surf. Then, smiling at the man, he said…” I made a difference for that one.”
Loren Eisley
What lies behind us and what lies ahead of us are tiny matters compared to what lives within us.
Henry David Thoreau
Tuesday, December 28, 2021
To laugh often and much;
To win the respect of intelligent
people and the affection of children;
To earn the appreciation of honest
Critics and endure the betrayal of false friends;
To appreciate beauty, to find the best in others;
To leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child,
a garden patch or a redeemed social condition;
To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived.
This is to have succeeded.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Never say you have no time to be still, to find that inner peace. There is time for everything when you put first things first and are willing to sacrifice to make time. When your desire is great enough, you will stop at nothing to make time to be alone with yourself. This time spent alone with yourself need not interfere with your daily round. You can do all that has to be done far better when you have taken time to get into tune with yourself, before the start of a busy day.
Eileen Caddy, founder of Findhorn
Monday, December 27, 2021
What are heavy? sea-sand and sorrow.
What are brief? today and tomorrow.
What are frail? spring blossoms and youth.
What are deep? the ocean and truth.
Christina Rossetti
Sunday, December 26, 2021
Earth Verse
Wide enough to keep you looking
Open enough to keep you moving
Dry enough to keep you honest
Prickly enough to make you tough
Green enough to go on living
Old enough to give you dreams
Gary Snyder
(Note: Born in 1930, Gary Snyder is an American a poet, essayist, lecturer, and environmental activist. He is a winner of a Pulitzer Prize for Poetry and the American Book Award.)
Enough
Enough. These few words are enough.
If not these words, this breath.
If not this breath, this sitting here.
This opening to the life
we have refused
again and again
until now.
Until now.
David Whyte
Saturday, December 25, 2021
But seek ye first the kingdom of God and His righteousness and all these things shall be added unto you.
Matthew 6:33
I entered into the innermost part of myself… I entered and I saw with my soul’s eye (such as it was) an unchangeable light shining above this eye of my soul and above my mind… He who knows truth knows that light, and he who knows that light knows eternity. Love knows it. O eternal truth and true love and beloved eternity!
St. Augustine
My soul at once becomes recollected and I enter the state of quiet or that of rapture, so that I can use none of my faculties and senses… Everything is stilled, and the soul is left in a state of great quiet and deep satisfaction. From this recollection there sometimes springs an interior peace and quietude which is full of happiness, for the soul is in such a state that it thinks there is nothing that it lacks. Even speaking — by which I mean vocal prayer and meditation — wearies it: it would like to do nothing but love. This condition lasts for some time, and may even last for long periods.
St. Teresa of Avila
A door opens in the center of our being and we seem to fall through it into immense depths which, although they are infinite, are all accessible to us; all eternity seems to have become ours in this one placid and breathless contact…
You feel as if you were at last fully born.
Thomas Merton
Psalm 23
1. The LORD is my shepherd; I shall not want.
2. He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters.
3. He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name’s sake.
4. Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.
5. Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.
6. Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the LORD for ever.
King James Version
THE UNIVERSALITY OF THE GOLDEN RULE
Christianity: King James Version 7:12 “Whatsoever ye would that others should do to you, do ye even so to them.”
Buddhism: Udanavarga 5:18 “Hurt not others with that which pains yourself.”
Judaism: Leviticus 19:18 “Thou shalt Love thy neighbor as thyself.”
Hinduism: Hitopadesa “One should always treat others as they themselves wish to be treated.”
Zoroastrianism: Shast-na-shayast 13:29 “Whatever is disagreeable to yourself, do not do unto others.”
Confucianism: Analects 15:23 “What you do not want done to yourself, do not do to others.”
THE WORK OF CHRISTMAS
When the song of the angels is stilled,
when the star in the sky is gone,
when the kings and princes are home,
when the shepherds are back with their flocks,
the work of Christmas begins:
to find the lost,
to heal the broken,
to feed the hungry,
to release the prisoner,
to rebuild the nations,
to bring peace among the people,
to make music in the heart.
Howard Thurman
Frisday, December 24, 2021
Whenever we meditate we come back home… to ourself.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
Thursday, December 23, 2021
Mother Doesn’t Want a Dog
Mother doesn’t want a dog.
Mother says they smell,
And never sit when you say sit,
Or even when you yell.
When you come home late at night
And there is ice and snow,
You have to go back out because
The dumb dog has to go.
Mother doesn’t want a dog.
Mother says they shed,
And always let the strangers in
And bark at friends instead
They do disgraceful things on rugs,
And track mud on the floor,
And flop upon your bed at night
And snore their doggy snore.
Mother doesn’t want a dog.
She’s making a mistake.
Because, more than a dog, I think
She will not want this snake.
Judith Viorst
Wednesday, December 22, 2021
Whatever you can do or dream you can, begin it. Boldness has genius, power, and magic in it.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Until one is committed, there is hesitancy, the chance to draw back, always ineffectiveness. Concerning all acts of initiative and creation, there is one elementary truth the ignorance of which kills countless ideas and splendid plans: that the moment one definitely commits oneself, then providence moves too.
All sorts of things occur to help one that would never otherwise have occurred. A whole stream of events issues from the decision, raising in one’s favour all manner of unforeseen incidents, meetings and material assistance which no one could have dreamed would have come his way.
William Hutchison Murray
Tuesday, December 21, 2021
There is no such thing as darkness, only the absence of light.
Albert Einstein
I am an old man and have known a great many troubles, but most of them never happened.
Mark Twain
Truth is within ourselves
Truth is within ourselves; it takes no rise from
outward things, what e’er you may believe.
There is an inmost center in us all,
Where truth abides in fullness…
Robert Browning
Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that.
Martin Luther King, Jr.
Monday, December 20, 2021
Thus, without expectation,
One will always perceive the subtlety,
And, with expectation,
One will always perceive the boundary.
Tao Te Ching
Dawn Revisited
I sometimes forget
that I was created for Joy.
My mind is too busy.
My Heart is too heavy
for me to remember
that I have been
called to dance
the Sacred dance of life.
I was created to smile
To Love
To be lifted up
And to lift others up.
O’ Sacred One
Untangle my feet
from all that ensnares.
Free my soul.
That we might
Dance
and that our dancing
might be contagious.
Hafiz
Sunday, December 19, 2021
For a new beginning
In out of the way places of the heart
Where your thoughts never think to wander
This beginning has been quietly forming
Waiting until you were ready to emerge.
For a long time it has watched your desire
Feeling the emptiness grow inside you
Noticing how you willed yourself on
Still unable to leave what you had outgrown.
It watched you play with the seduction of safety
And the grey promises that sameness whispered
Heard the waves of turmoil rise and relent
Wondered would you always live like this.
Then the delight, when your courage kindled,
And out you stepped onto new ground,
Your eyes young again with energy and dream
A path of plenitude opening before you.
Though your destination is not clear
You can trust the promise of this opening;
Unfurl yourself into the grace of beginning
That is one with your life’s desire.
Awaken your spirit to adventure
Hold nothing back, learn to find ease in risk
Soon you will be home in a new rhythm
For your soul senses the world that awaits you.
John O’Donohue
To Bless the Space Between Us: A Book of Blessings
This is the time to be slow,
Lie low to the wall
Until the bitter weather passes.
Try, as best you can, not to let
The wire brush of doubt
Scrape from your heart
All sense of yourself
And your hesitant light.
If you remain generous,
Time will come good;
And you will find your feet
Again on fresh pastures of promise,
Where the air will be kind
And blushed with beginning.
John O’Donohue
Shoulders
A man crosses the street in rain,
stepping gently, looking two times north and south,
because his son is asleep on his shoulder.
No car must splash him.
No car drive too near to his shadow.
This man carries the world’s most sensitive cargo
but he’s not marked.
Nowhere does his jacket say FRAGILE,
HANDLE WITH CARE.
His ear fills up with breathing.
He hears the hum of a boy’s dream
deep inside him.
We’re not going to be able
to live in this world
if we’re not willing to do what he’s doing
with one another.
The road will only be wide.
The rain will never stop falling.
Naomi Shihab Nye
When the rose gets bigger the thorns get bigger.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
See the job. Do the job. Stay out of the misery.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
And Then You Are Gone
This morning I sit at the kitchen table,
as is my custom, and look again, outside,
and watch you, Dear Bird, as you swoop
down tentatively until you enter
the birdhouse this cold December day.
You feast with abandon until I look up
from my papers, startled, by the sounds
of your flapping wings.
And then you are gone.
Should I focus now on this brief time
we spent together – though apart?
You held my attention for a short while.
Or on the emptiness I feel of your absence,
your uncanny ability to live,
or so it seems, to my untrained eyes,
in only the here,
and only the now?
Emily Lewis Penn
Saturday, December 18, 2021
And a woman who held a babe against her bosom said, Speak to us of Children.
And he said:
Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.
You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow, which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them, but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.
You are the bows from which your children as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite, and He bends you with His might that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness;
For even as He loves the arrow that flies, so He loves also the bow that is stable.
Kahlil Gibran (1883-1931)
Friday, December 17, 2021
If I Had My Life to Live Over
I’d dare to make more mistakes next time.
I’d relax. I would limber up.
I would be sillier than I have been this trip.
I would take fewer things seriously.
I would take more chances.
I would take more trips.
I would climb more mountains and swim more rivers.
I would eat more ice cream and less beans.
I would perhaps have more actual troubles but I’d
have fewer imaginary ones.
You see, I’m one of those people who live sensibly
and sanely hour after hour, day after day.
Oh, I’ve had my moments and if I had it to do over
again, I’d have more of them. In fact,
I’d try to have nothing else. Just moments.
One after another, instead of living so many
years ahead of each day.
I’ve been one of those people who never go anywhere
without a thermometer, a hot water bottle, a raincoat
and a parachute.
If I had my life to live over, I would start barefoot
earlier in the spring and stay that way later in the fall.
If I had it to do again, I would travel lighter next time.
I would go to more dances.
I would ride more merry-go-rounds.
I would pick more daisies.
Nadine Stair, written at age 85
You are braver than you believe, smarter than you seem, and stronger than you think.
A. A. Milne, Winnie the Pooh
Although I am a typical loner in daily life, my consciousness of belonging to the invisible community of those who strive for truth, beauty, and justice has preserved me from feeling isolated.
Albert Einstein
Thursday, December 16, 2021
Great spirits have always encountered violent opposition from mediocre minds. The mediocre mind is incapable of understanding the man who refuses to bow blindly to conventional prejudices and chooses instead to express his opinions courageously and honestly.
Albert Einsein
Just think of any negativity that comes at you as a raindrop falling into the ocean of your bliss.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
Wednesday, December 15, 2021
Empathy
Let me hold
the door for you.
I may have
never walked
in your shoes,
but I can see
your soles are worn,
your strength is torn
under the weight of a story
I have never lived before.
Let me hold the door for you.
After all you have walked through,
it is he least I can do.
Morgan Harper Nichols
“A fight is going on inside me,” said an old man to his son. “It is a terrible fight between two wolves. One wolf is evil. He is anger, envy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, and ego. The other wolf is good. He is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion and faith. The same fight is going on inside you.”
The son thought about it for a minute and then asked, “Which wolf will win?”
The old man replied simply, “The one you feed.”
Wendy Mass
Tuesday, December 14, 2021
Lessons In Meditation
The bird is the tree;
The tree is the bird.
The bison is the moon
The stars are its herd.
The petal is the dream
Fulfilled in the loam
The wind taps my eardrum;
Its code feeds the bones.
The myth drives the ritual
Ascending in smoke;
The trick is in the knowing
Not everything’s broke.
The spear is the fire;
The fire is the chant.
The chant is the mantra
That brings forth the dance.
This stark revelation
At long last I’ve learned…
I am the tree;
I am the bird.
Michael Dellger
Seek patience and passion in equal amounts. Patience alone will not build the temple. Passion alone will destroy its walls.
Maya Angelou
Monday, December 13, 2021
I do not know what I may appear to the world, but to myself I seem to have been only like a boy playing on the sea-shore, and diverting myself in now and then finding a smoother pebble or a prettier shell than ordinary, whilst the great ocean of truth lay all undiscovered before me.
Isaac Newton
Sunday, December 12, 2021
Love feels no burden, thinks nothing of trouble, attempts what is above its strength, pleads no excuse of impossibility… It is therefore able to undertake all things.
St. Thomas Aquinas
Hokusai Says
Hokusai says look carefully.
He says pay attention, notice.
He says keep looking, stay curious.
He says there is no end to seeing
He says look forward to getting old.
He says keep changing,
you just get more who you really are.
He says get stuck, accept it, repeat
yourself as long as it is interesting.
He says keep doing what you love.
He says keep praying.
He says every one of us is a child,
every one of us is ancient
every one of us has a body.
He says every one of us is frightened.
He says every one of us has to find
a way to live with fear.
He says everything is alive —
shells, buildings, people, fish,
mountains, trees, wood is alive.
Water is alive.
Everything has its own life.
Everything lives inside us.
He says live with the world inside you.
He says it doesn’t matter if you draw,
or write books. It doesn’t matter
if you saw wood, or catch fish.
It doesn’t matter if you sit at home
and stare at the ants on your veranda
or the shadows of the trees
and grasses in your garden.
It matters that you care.
It matters that you feel.
It matters that you notice.
It matters that life lives through you.
Contentment is life living through you.
Joy is life living through you.
Satisfaction and strength
is life living through you.
He says don’t be afraid.
Don’t be afraid.
Love, feel, let life take you by the hand.
Let life live through you.
Roger Keyes
If all insects disappeared, all life on earth would perish. If all humans disappeared, all life on earth would flourish.
Jonas Salk, biologist who discovered the polio vaccine
Saturday, December 11, 2021
The only meaningful thing we can offer one another is love. Not advice, not questions about our choices, not suggestions for the future, just love.
Glennon Doyle
Dreams
Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.
Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go
Life is a barren field
Frozen with snow.
Langston Hughes
Friday, Decemeber 10, 2021
Shantideva Prayer
May I become at all times, both now and forever
A protector of those without protection
A guide for those who have lost their way
A ship for those with oceans to cross
A bridge for those with rivers to cross
A sanctuary for those in danger
A lamp for those without light
A place of refuge for those who lack shelter
And a servant to all in need
For as long as space endures,
And for as long as living beings remain,
Until then may I, too, abide
To dispel the misery of the world.
Shantideva, 8th century Indian Buddhist monk
If speaking is silver, then listening is gold.
Turkish Proverb
Thursday, December 9, 2021
Walk Slowly
It only takes a reminder to breathe,
a moment to be still, and just like that,
something in me settles, softens, makes
space for imperfection. The harsh voice
of judgment drops to a whisper and I
remember again that life isn’t a relay
race; that we will all cross the finish
line; that waking up to life is what we
were born for. As many times as I
forget, catch myself charging forward
without even knowing where I’m going,
that many times I can make the choice
to stop, to breathe, and be, and walk
slowly into the mystery.
Danna Faulds
Wednesday, December 8, 2021
Don’t let the noise of other’s opinions drown out your own inner voice. And most important, have the courage to follow your heart and intuition, which somehow already know what you truly want to become. Everything else is secondary.
Steve Jobs
Monday, December 6, 2021
Beannacht / Blessing
For Josie, my mother
On the day when
the weight deadens
on your shoulders
and you stumble,
may the clay dance
to balance you.
And when your eyes
freeze behind
the grey window
and the ghost of loss
gets into you,
may a flock of colours,
indigo, red, green
and azure blue,
come to awaken in you
a meadow of delight.
When the canvas frays
in the currach of thought
and a stain of ocean
blackens beneath you,
may there come across the waters
a path of yellow moonlight
to bring you safely home.
May the nourishment of the earth be yours,
may the clarity of light be yours,
may the fluency of the ocean be yours,
may the protection of the ancestors be yours.
And so may a slow
wind work these words
of love around you,
an invisible cloak
to mind your life.
John O’Donohue, Echoes of Memory
Invictus
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.
William Ernest Henley
Monday, December 6, 2021
To the world you may be just one person-but to one person you may be the world.
Brandi Snyder
June 2023
Friday, June 30, 2023
The technique of receiving help from the surroundings is in our attitude of giving. If we want to receive the maximum at all times, we must have an attitude of giving. "If you want to receive, you must give" is a law of nature.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
WORDS OF THE DAY
Shouganai
(Japanese ) is said in response to troubles that cannot be helped. It’s like saying, “It is what it is” or “Stuff happens.” It is the recognition that we do not have control over every situation. At the same time, ‘shouganai’ also recognizes the ability to maintain dignity despite facing inevitable challenges in life.
Ailyak
(Bulgarian, n ) The subtle art of doing everything calmly and without haste. It is similar to the famous Swahili idiom ‘Hakuna Matata’
Thursday, June 29, 2023
Seek out that particular mental attribute which makes you feel most deeply and vitally alive, along with which comes the inner voice which says, 'This is the real me,' and when you have found that attitude, follow it.
William James (1842-1910), American philosopher, historian, and psychologist, and the first educator to offer a psychology course in the United States. James is considered to be a leading thinker of the late 19th century, one of the most influential philosophers of the United States, and the "Father of American psychology."
When anxious, uneasy and bad thoughts come, I go to the sea, and the sea drowns them out with its great wide sounds, cleanses me with its noise, and imposes a rhythm upon everything in me that is bewildered and confused.
Rainer Maria Rilke
The sea is a desert of waves,
A wilderness of water.
Langston Hughes
I must be a mermaid. I have no fear of depths and a great fear of shallow living.
Anais Nin
Wednesday, June 28, 2023
The Golden Rule across the World's 5 Great Religions
Islam
Not one of you truly believes until you wish for others what you wish for yourself.
The Prophet Muhammad, Hadith
Christianity
In everything, do to others as you would have them do to you; for this is the law and the prophets.
Jesus, Matthew 7:12
Judaism
What is hateful to you, do not do to your neighbor. This is the whole Torah; all the rest is commentary. Go and learn it.
Hillel, Talmud, Shabbath 31a
Buddhism
Treat not others in ways that you yourself would find hurtful.
The Buddha, Udana-Varga, 5.18
Hinduism
This is the sum of duty: do not do to others what would cause pain if done to you.
Mahabharata, 5:1517
You consider yourself to be an insignificant body, but within you is encapsulated the greatest universe.
Ali b. Abi Talib, Diwan
No one will reap except what they sow.
Quran 6:164
Eid Mubarak!
(“Blessed celebration!”)
There is one friend in the life of each of us who seems not a separate person, however dear and beloved, but an expansion, an interpretation, of one's self, the very meaning of one's soul.
Edith Wharton, American writer and designer who became the first woman to win the Pulitzer Prize in Fiction in 1921.
Tuesday, June 27, 2023
Accept the seasons of your heart, even as you have always accepted the seasons that pass over your fields. And you would watch with serenity through the winters of your grief.
Kahlil Gibran
Hold no man responsible for what he says in his grief.
The Talmud
Grief, I have learned, is really just love. It’s all the love you want to give, but cannot. All that unspent love gathers up in the corners of your eyes, the lump in your throat, and that hollow part of your chest. Grief is just love with no place to go.
Jamie Anderson
When I allow myself to feel my body, when I can inhabit it and allow myself to close off the world beyond my flesh, I become who I am- energy and spirit. I am not my mind. I am not my brain. I am stardust, comets, nebulae, and galaxies. I am trees and wind and stone. I am space. I am emptiness and wholeness at the same time. That is when my body sings to me, a glorious ancient song redolent with mystery seeking to remain mystery. Connecting to it, living with it, becoming it even for a moment, I am healed and made more.
Richard Wagamese, renowned Canadian indigenous writer and storyteller
Auguries of Innocence
To see a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour
William Blake (1757-1827), English poet, painter, and printmaker. Largely unrecognized during his life, Blake is now considered a seminal figure in the history of the poetry and visual art of the Romantic Age.
Monday, June 26, 2023
The Window
Your body is away from me
but there is a window open
from my heart to yours.
From this window, like the moon
I keep sending news secretly.
Rumi
Everything that slows us down and forces patience, everything that sets us back into the slow circles of nature, is a help. Gardening is an instrument of grace.
May Sarton
Sunday, June 25, 2023
So the unwanting soul
sees what's hidden,
and the ever-wanting soul
sees only what it wants.
Lao Tzu
Self-Observation Without Judgment
Release the harsh and pointed inner
voice. it's just a throwback to the past,
and holds no truth about this moment.
Let go of self-judgment, the old,
learned ways of beating yourself up
for each imagined inadequacy.
Allow the dialogue within the mind
to grow friendlier, and quiet. Shift
out of inner criticism and life
suddenly looks very different.
i can say this only because I make
the choice a hundred times a day to
release the voice that refuses to
acknowledge the real me.
What's needed here isn't
more prodding toward perfection, but
intimacy - seeing clearly, and
embracing what I see.
Love, not judgment, sows the
seeds of tranquility and change.
Danna Faulds
We are like the spider. We weave our life and then move along in it. We are like the dreamer who dreams and then lives in the dream. This is true for the whole universe.
Mundaka Upanishad
Saturday, June 24, 2023
The Journey
One day you finally knew
what you had to do, and began,
though the voices around you
kept shouting
their bad advice --
though the whole house
began to tremble
and you felt the old tug
at your ankles.
"Mend my life!"
each voice cried.
But you didn't stop.
You knew what you had to do,
though the wind pried
with its stiff fingers
at the very foundations,
though their melancholy
was terrible.
It was already late
enough, and a wild night,
and the road full of fallen
branches and stones.
But little by little,
as you left their voice behind,
the stars began to burn
through the sheets of clouds,
and there was a new voice
which you slowly
recognized as your own,
that kept you company
as you strode deeper and deeper
into the world,
determined to do
the only thing you could do --
determined to save
the only life that you could save.
Mary Oliver
If it is not right, do not do it, if it is not true, do not say it.
Marcus Aurelius
You become what you give your attention to…If you yourself don’t choose what thoughts and images you expose yourself to, someone else will.
Epictetus
Give yourself a gift, the present moment.
Marcus Aurelius
Friday, June 23, 2023
Fundamentals of a good leader? Greater ability and greater balance.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
Leaders are successful by making others successful.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
To the extent that we are able to nourish ourselves from our speech and action. that is the extent to which we can nourish others.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
Every day, think as you wake up, Today I am fortunate to have woken up. I am alive, I have a precious human life. I am not going to waste it.
I am going to use all my energies to develop myself, to expand my heart out to others, to achieve enlightenment for the benefit of all beings.
I am going to have kind thoughts towards others. I am not going to get angry or think badly about others.
I am going to benefit others as much as I can.
The Dalai Lama
Morning
Salt shining behind its glass cylinder.
Milk in a blue bowl. The yellow linoleum.
The cat stretching her black body from the pillow.
The way she makes her curvaceous response
to the small, kind gesture.
Then laps the bowl clean.
Then wants to go out into the world
where she leaps lightly and
for no apparent reason across the lawn,
then sits, perfectly still, in the grass.
I watch her a little while, thinking:
what more could I do with wild words?
I stand in the cold kitchen,
bowing down to her.
I stand in the cold kitchen,
everything wonderful around me.
Mary Oliver
Thursday, June 22, 2023
Between stimulus and response there is a space. In that space is our power to choose our response. In our response lies our growth and our freedom.
Viktor E. Frankl, neurologist, psychologist, Holocaust survivor, and author of Man’s Search for Meaning
Everything can be taken from a man but one thing: the last of the human freedoms—to choose one's attitude in any given set of circumstances, to choose one's own way.
Viktor Frankl
When we are no longer able to change a situation, we are challenged to change ourselves.
Viktor Frankl
What Life Should Be
To learn while still a child
What this life is meant to be.
To know it goes beyond myself,
It’s so much more than me.
To overcome the tragedies,
To survive the hardest times.
To face those moments filled with pain,
And still manage to be kind.
To fight for those who can’t themselves,
To always share my light.
With those who wander in the dark,
To love with all my might.
To still stand up with courage,
Though standing on my own.
To still get up and face each day,
Even when I feel alone.
To try to understand the ones
That no one cares to know.
And make them feel some value
When the world has let them go.
To be an anchor, strong and true,
That person loyal to the end.
To be a constant source of hope
To my family and my friends.
To live a life of decency,
To share my heart and soul.
To always say I’m sorry
When I’ve harmed both friend and foe.
To be proud of whom I’ve tried to be,
And this life I chose to live.
To make the most of every day
By giving all I have to give.
To me that’s what this life should be,
To me that’s what it’s for.
To take what God has given me
And make it so much more
To live a life that matters,
To be someone of great worth.
To love and be loved in return
And make my mark on Earth.
Patricia A. Fleming
So live your life that the fear of death can never enter your heart. Trouble no one about their religion; respect others in their view, and demand that they respect yours. Love your life, perfect your life, beautify all things in your life. Seek to make your life long and its purpose in the service of your people. Prepare a noble death song for the day when you go over the great divide.
Always give a word or a sign of salute when meeting or passing a friend, even a stranger, when in a lonely place. Show respect to all people and grovel to none.
When you arise in the morning give thanks for the food and for the joy of living. If you see no reason for giving thanks, the fault lies only in yourself. Abuse no one and no thing, for abuse turns the wise ones to fools and robs the spirit of its vision.
When it comes your time to die, be not like those whose hearts are filled with the fear of death, so that when their time comes they weep and pray for a little more time to live their lives over again in a different way. Sing your death song and die like a hero going home.
Chief Tecumseh, Shawnee chief and warrior
(Note: A persuasive orator, Tecumseh traveled widely, forming a Native American confederacy and promoting intertribal unity. The Shawnee Tribe is an Algonquian-speaking people, who originally occupied lands in southern Ohio, West Virginia and western Pennsylvania. )
Wednesday, June 21, 2023
Some Things
Some things change.
Some things stay the same.
Some things raise your blood pressure.
Some things raise your spirits.
Some things get better.
Some things don’t.
Some things can be willed into being.
Some things won’t.
Easy does it is how they do it.
Some things seem awful
until they seem full of awe.
Some things are meant to be savored.
Some things, you rush through.
Some things you survive.
Some things, be glad you come out alive,
like when you are born,
again and again and again.
Emily Lewis Penn
Poem 133: The Summer Day
Who made the world?
Who made the swan, and the black bear?
Who made the grasshopper?
This grasshopper, I mean—
the one who has flung herself out of the grass,
the one who is eating sugar out of my hand,
who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down—
who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyes.
Now she lifts her pale forearms and thoroughly washes her face.
Now she snaps her wings open, and floats away.
I don't know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?
Mary Oliver
Tuesday, June 20, 2023
Years ago, anthropologist Margaret Mead was asked by a student what she considered the first sign of civilization in a culture. The student expected Mead to talk about fish hooks or clay pots or grinding stones. But no, Mead said that the first sign of civilization in an ancient culture was a femur (thighbone) that had been broken then healed. Mead explained, that in the animal kingdom, if you break your leg, you die. You cannot run from danger, get to the river for a drink or hunt food. You are meat for prowling beasts. No animal survives a broken leg long enough for the bone to heal. A broken femur that has healed is proof that someone has taken time to stay with the person who has fell, has bound up the wound, has carried the person to safety and has tended the person through recovery. ‘Helping someone through difficulty is where civilization starts’ said Mead. We are at our best when we serve others. Be civilized.
Dr. Ira Byock, The Best Care Possible: A Physician’s Quest to Transform Care Through the End of Life (Avery, 2012)
Life
Life, believe, is not a dream
So dark as sages say;
Oft a little morning rain
Foretells a pleasant day.
Sometimes there are clouds of gloom,
But these are transient all;
If the shower will make the roses bloom,
O why lament its fall?
Charlotte Brontë (1816-1855)
Happiness and freedom begin with one principle: Some things are within our control and some are not.
Epictetus (55-135 CE), Stoic philosopher
Receive without pride, let go without attachment.
Marcus Aurelius (121-180 CE), Roman emperor
Monday, June 19, 2023
Human Family
I note the obvious differences
in the human family.
Some of us are serious,
some thrive on comedy.
Some declare their lives are lived
as true profundity,
and others claim they really live
the real reality.
The variety of our skin tones
can confuse, bemuse, delight,
brown and pink and beige and purple,
tan and blue and white.
I've sailed upon the seven seas
and stopped in every land,
I've seen the wonders of the world
not yet one common man.
I know ten thousand women
called Jane and Mary Jane,
but I've not seen any two
who really were the same.
Mirror twins are different
although their features jibe,
and lovers think quite different thoughts
while lying side by side.
We love and lose in China,
we weep on England's moors,
and laugh and moan in Guinea,
and thrive on Spanish shores.
We seek success in Finland,
are born and die in Maine.
In minor ways we differ,
in major we're the same.
I note the obvious differences
between each sort and type,
but we are more alike, my friends,
than we are unalike.
We are more alike, my friends,
than we are unalike.
We are more alike, my friends,
than we are unalike.
Maya Angelou
Hate, it has caused a lot of problems in the world, but has not solved one yet.
Maya Angelou
We may encounter many defeats but we must not be defeated.
Maya Angelou
Not everything that is faced can be changed. But nothing can be changed until it is faced.
James Baldwin
As I walked out the door toward the gate that would lead to my freedom, I knew if I didn't leave my bitterness and hatred behind, I'd still be in prison.
Nelson Mandela
Darkness cannot drive out darkness, only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate, only love can do that.
Martin Luther King, Jr.
I Dream a World
I dream a world where man
No other man will scorn,
Where love will bless the earth
And peace its paths adorn
I dream a world where all
Will know sweet freedom's way,
Where greed no longer saps the soul
Nor avarice blights our day.
A world I dream where black or white,
Whatever race you be,
Will share the bounties of the earth
And every man is free,
Where wretchedness will hang its head
And joy, like a pearl,
Attends the needs of all mankind-
Of such I dream, my world!
Langston Hughes
Sunday, June 18, 2023
Pirkei Avot means “Ethics of the Fathers” and is one of sixty-three dissertations of the Mishnah, a foundational Jewish text which was codified by the 3rd century C.E. It is a collection of universal ethics and moral insights from revered Jewish sages.
He [Rabbi Hillel] used to say: If I am not for me, who will be for me? And when I am for myself alone, what am I? And if not now, then when?
Pirkei Avot
Ben Zoma says: Who is the wise one? He who learns from all men...
Who is the mighty one? He who conquers his impulse...
Who is the rich one? He who is happy with his lot...
Who is honored? He who honors the created beings...
Pirkei Avot
The more Torah, the more life; the more sitting [in the company of scholars], the more wisdom; the more counsel, the more understanding; the more charity, the more peace.
Pirkei Avot
That's what I consider true generosity: You give your all and yet you always feel as if it costs you nothing.
Simone de Beauvoir
No man stands taller than when he stoops to help a child.
Abraham Lincoln
When a father gives to his son, both laugh; when a son gives to his father, both cry.
William Shakespeare
Every father should remember one day his child will follow his example, not his advice.
Charles Kettering
Saturday, June 17, 2023
Friendship improves happiness, and abates misery, by doubling our joys, and dividing our grief.
Marcus Tullius Cicero
Don't walk in front of me; I may not follow. Don't walk behind me; I may not lead. Just walk beside me and be my friend.
Albert Camus
YESEES AND NOEES
The Yesees said yes to anything
That anyone suggested.
The Noees said no to everything
Unless it was proven and tested.
So the Yesees all died of much too much
And the Noees all died of fright,
But somehow I think the Thinkforyourselfees
All came out all right.
Shel Silverstein
LISTEN TO THE MUSTN’TS
Listen to the MUSTN’TS, child,
Listen to the DON’TS
Listen to the SHOULDN’TS
The IMPOSSIBLES, the WON’TS
Listen to the NEVER HAVES
Then listen close to me—
Anything can happen, child,
ANYTHING can be.
Shel Silverstein
Friday, June 16, 2023
maggie and milly and molly and may
went down to the beach(to play one day)
and maggie discovered a shell that sang
so sweetly she couldn't remember her troubles,and
milly befriended a stranded star
whose rays five languid fingers were;
and molly was chased by a horrible thing
which raced sideways while blowing bubbles:and
may came home with a smooth round stone
as small as a world and as large as alone.
For whatever we lose(like a you or a me)
it's always ourselves we find in the sea.
e.e. cummings
Leisure
What is this life if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare?—
No time to stand beneath the boughs,
And stare as long as sheep and cows:
No time to see, when woods we pass,
Where squirrels hide their nuts in grass:
No time to see, in broad daylight,
Streams full of stars, like skies at night:
No time to turn at Beauty's glance,
And watch her feet, how they can dance:
No time to wait till her mouth can
Enrich that smile her eyes began?
A poor life this if, full of care,
We have no time to stand and stare.
W. H. Davies
Thursday, June 15, 2023
Fire
What makes a fire burn
is space between the logs,
a breathing space.
Too much of a good thing,
too many logs
packed in too tight
can douse the flames
almost as surely
as a pail of water would.
So building fires
requires attention
to the spaces in between,
as much as to the wood.
When we are able to build
open spaces
in the same way
we have learned
to pile on the logs,
then we can come to see how
it is fuel, and absence of the fuel
together, that make fire possible
We only need to lay a log
lightly from time to time.
A fire
grows
simply because the space is there,
with openings
in which the flame
that knows just how it wants to burn
can find its way.
Judy Brown
THE ROAD NOT TAKEN
Two roads diverged in a yellow wood,
And sorry I could not travel both
And be one traveler, long I stood
And looked down one as far as I could
To where it bent in the undergrowth;
Then took the other, as just as fair,
And having perhaps the better claim,
Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
Though as for that the passing there
Had worn them really about the same,
And both that morning equally lay
In leaves no step had trodden black.
Oh, I kept the first for another day!
Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
I doubted if I should ever come back.
I shall be telling this with a sigh
Somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I—
I took the one less traveled by,
And that has made all the difference.
Robert Frost
Wednesday, June 14, 2023
O how I laugh when I think of my vague, indefinite riches. No run on my bank can drain it, for my wealth is not possession but enjoyment.
Henry David Thoreau
WORDS OF THE DAY
Whakakoakoa
(Māori, v ) - To cheer up.
Abditory
(Latin, n ) - A place into which you can disappear; a hiding place
Hanyauku
(Kwangali - Namibia, v ) - To walk on tiptoes across hot desert sand
Tuesday, June 13, 2023
Though we may be learned by another's knowledge, we can never be wise but by our own experience.
Michel de Montaigne
Sometimes it is a good choice not to choose at all.
Michel de Montaigne
My life has been full of terrible misfortunes, most of which never happened.
Michel de Montaigne
Whoever wants music instead of noise, joy instead of pleasure, soul instead of gold, creative work instead of business, passion instead of foolery, finds no home in this trivial world of ours.
Hermann Hesse
(Note: Hermann Karl Hesse was a German-Swiss poet, novelist, and painter. His best-known works include Demian, Steppenwolf, Siddhartha, and The Glass Bead Game, each of which explores an individual's search for authenticity, self-knowledge and spirituality. In 1946, he received the Nobel Prize in Literature. )
Monday, June 12, 2023
The Sun
Have you ever seen
anything
in your life
more wonderful
than the way the sun,
every evening,
relaxed and easy,
floats toward the horizon
and into the clouds or the hills,
or the rumpled sea,
and is gone–
and how it slides again
out of the blackness,
every morning,
on the other side of the world,
like a red flower
streaming upward on its heavenly oils,
say, on a morning in early summer,
at its perfect imperial distance–
and have you ever felt for anything
such wild love–
do you think there is anywhere, in any
language,
a word billowing enough
for the pleasure
that fills you,
as the sun
reaches out,
as it warms you
as you stand there,
empty-handed–
or have you too
turned from this world–
or have you too
gone crazy
for power,
for things?
Mary Oliver
Until we have begun to go without them, we fail to realize how unnecessary many things are. We’ve been using them not because we needed them but because we had them.
Seneca
When you teach your child, you teach your child’s child.
The Talmud
The real voyage of discovery consists not in seeking new landscapes, but in having new eyes.
Marcel Proust
All of humanity’s problems stem from man’s inability to sit quietly in a room alone.
Blaise Pascal
Sunday, June 11, 2023
Self
Once I freed myself of my duties to tasks and people and went down to the cleansing sea...
The air was like wine to my spirit,
The sky bathed my eyes with infinity,
The sun followed me, casting golden snares on the tide,
And the ocean—masses of molten surfaces, faintly gray-blue—sang to my heart...
Then I found myself, all here in the body and brain, and all there on the shore:
Content to be myself: free, and strong, and enlarged:
Then I knew the depths of myself were the depths of space.
And all living beings were of those depths (my brothers and sisters)
And that by going inward and away from duties, cities, street-cars and greetings,
I was dipping behind all surfaces, piercing cities and people,
And entering in and possessing them, more than a brother,
The surge of all life in them and in me...
So I swore I would be myself (there by the ocean)
And I swore I would cease to neglect myself, but would take myself as my mate,
Solemn marriage and deep: midnights of thought to be:
Long mornings of sacred communion, and twilights of talk,
Myself and I, long parted, clasping and married till death.
James Oppenheim
I have a theory that the moment one gives close attention to anything, even a blade of grass, it becomes a mysterious, awesome, indescribably magnificent world in itself.
I have tried this experiment a thousand times and I have never been disappointed. The more I look at a thing, the more I see in it, and the more I see in it, the more I want to see. It is like peeling an onion. There is always another layer, and another, and another. And each layer is more beautiful than the last.
This is the way I look at the world. I don't see it as a collection of objects, but as a vast and mysterious organism. I see the beauty in the smallest things, and I find wonder in the most ordinary events. I am always looking for the hidden meaning, the secret message. I am always trying to understand the mystery of life.
Henry Miller (1891-1980), award-winning American novelist
Saturday, June 10, 2023
May the sun bring you new energy by day,
may the moon softly restore you by night,
may the rain wash away your worries,
may the breeze blow new strength into your being,
may you walk gently through the world
and know it's beauty all the days of your life.
Apache Blessing
Friday, June 9, 2023
The Washington Post
May 18, 2023
Why birds and their songs are good for our mental health
There is a saying in Tibetan, "Tragedy should be utilized as a source of strength." No matter what sort of difficulties, how painful experience is, if we lose our hope, that’s our real disaster.
Dalai Lama
This is really why I made my daughters learn to garden – so they would always have a mother to love them, long after I am gone.
Robin Wall Kimmerer
If I had influence with the good fairy... I should ask that her gift to each child in the world be a sense of wonder so indestructible that it would last throughout life.
Rachel Carson
Not in the clamor of the crowded street,
Not in the shouts and plaudits of the throng,
But in ourselves, are triumph and defeat.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Thursday, June 8, 2023
When you are in doubt, be still, and wait; When doubt no longer exists for you, then go forward with courage. So long as mists envelop you, be still; Be still until the sunlight pours through and dispels the mists, as it surely will. Then act with courage.
Ponca Chief White Eagle (1825-1914)
Still Water
We can make our minds so like still water that beings gather about us, that they may see, it may be, their own images, and so live for a moment with a clearer, perhaps even with a fiercer life because of our quiet.
W.B. Yeats
Wednesday, June 7, 2023
Cosmic Consciousness should not be considered as something far beyond the reach of a normal person. The state of Cosmic Consciousness should be the state of normal human consciousness. Any state below Cosmic Consciousness can only be taken to be subnormal human consciousness. The human mind should be a cosmically conscious mind.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
I can feel everything and survive. What I thought would kill me, didn't. Every time I said to myself: I can't take this anymore — I was wrong. The truth was that I could and did take it all — and I kept surviving. Surviving again and again made me less afraid of myself, of other people, of life. I learned that I'd never be free from pain but I could be free from the fear of pain, and that was enough.
Glennon Doyle, Untamed
Tuesday, June 6, 2023
If you wish to glimpse inside a human soul and get to know a man, don't bother analyzing his ways of being silent, of talking, of weeping, of seeing how much he is moved by noble ideas; you will get better results if you just watch him laugh. If he laughs well, he's a good man.
Fyodor Dostoevsky (1821-1881), Russian novelist, short story writer, essayist and journalist. Numerous literary critics regard him as one of the greatest novelists in all of world literature.
Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none.
William Shakespeare
Our greatest glory is not in never falling, but in rising every time we fall.
Confucius
Monday, June 5, 2023
Question: If you could give any advice for the day, what would it be?
Walk, don’t run.
That’s it.
Walk, don’t run. Slow down, breathe
deeply, and open your eyes because there’s
a whole world right here within this one. The
bush doesn’t suddenly catch on fire, it’s been
burning the whole time. Moses is simply moving
slowly enough to see it. And when he
does, he takes off his sandals. Not because
the ground has suddenly become holy, but
because he’s just now becoming aware that
the ground has been holy the whole time.
Efficiency is not God’s highest goal for your life,
neither is busyness,
or how many things you can get done in one day,
or speed,
or even success.
But walking-
which leads to seeing-
now that’s something.
That’s the invitation for every one of us today
and every day, in every conversation, interaction,
event, and moment: to walk, not run. And in doing
so, to see a whole world right here within this one.
Rob Bell
All journeys have secret destinations of which the traveler is unaware.
Martin Buber (1878-1965), Austrian and Israeli philosopher
Sunday, June 4, 2023
Stress is an ignorant state. It believes everything is an emergency.
Natalie Goldberg
Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around.
Leo Buscaglia
When I Run After What I Think I Want Rumi
When I run after what I think I want,
my days are a furnace of distress and anxiety,
if I sit in my own place of patience,
what I need flows to me, and without any pain,
from this, I understand that what I want also wants me,
and is looking for me and attracting me,
there’s a great secret in this for all who can grasp it.
Rumi
Saturday, June 3, 2023
The Early Morning
The moon on the one hand, the dawn on the other:
The moon is my sister, the dawn is my brother.
The moon on my left and the dawn on my right.
My brother, good morning: my sister, good night.
Hilaire Belloc
Trees
I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
Joyce Kilmer
Friday, June 2, 2023
Beannacht
On the day when
The weight deadens
On your shoulders
And you stumble,
May the clay dance
To balance you.
And when your eyes
Freeze behind
The grey window
And the ghost of loss
Gets in to you,
May a flock of colours,
Indigo, red, green,
And azure blue,
Come to awaken in you
A meadow of delight.
When the canvas frays
In the currach of thought
And a stain of ocean
Blackens beneath you,
May there come across the waters
A path of yellow moonlight
To bring you safely home.
May the nourishment of the earth be yours,
May the clarity of light be yours,
May the fluency of the ocean be yours,
May the protection of the ancestors be yours.
And so may a slow
Wind work these words
Of love around you,
An invisible cloak
To mind your life.
John O’Donohue
WORD OF THE DAY
Elysian
(Greek, adj ) - Beautiful or creative; divinely inspired; peaceful and perfect. “The Elysian-like clouds would be heavenly to touch.” Origin: The Elysian Fields, also called Elysium, are the final resting place of the souls of the heroic and the virtuous in Greek mythology.
Thursday, June 1, 2023
June 1 is the first day of “meteorological summer" as opposed to June 21 which is the first day of “astronomical summer.” To celebrate...
June
The sun is rich
And gladly pays
In golden hours,
Silver days,
And long green weeks
That never end.
School’s out.
The time Is ours to spend.
There’s Little League,
Hopscotch, the creek,
And, after supper,
Hide-and-seek.
The live-long light
Is like a dream,
and freckles come
Like flies to cream.
John Updike
I’m not trying to sound like a superhero. There were times when my resolve was challenged, and I had to reset. As I write this now in my 80s, I can say to you with absolute assurance that a lifetime can zip by in what feels like a few turns of a kaleidoscope. Unless we make a conscious effort to achieve our own personal human revolution, too many of us end up spending our precious days just busily running around, but never getting anywhere.
We may remain stuck in the lower worlds – consumed by ego, fears, and desires in the shallow realm of our lesser self. But when we do our best to lift ourselves up by increasing our self-love, thoughtfulness, and kindness in all our behaviors, we can then live out a true revolution of the heart.
I believe that, for much of human history, there has been a common, yet deluded belief that the key to happiness is found in controlling or changing our external world, our environment, our economies, our politics, or our social structures.
We humans have devoted a lot of time and energy to these endeavors, while dedicating far less effort to transforming our internal world, which is what dictates the way we actually live our lives.
Tina Turner, excerpted from HAPPINESS BECOMES YOU: A GUIDE TO CHANGING YOUR LIFE FOR GOOD
Wisdom is the reward you get for a lifetime of listening when you'd have preferred to talk.
Doug Larson
Happiness is having a large, loving, caring, close-knit family in another city.
George Burns
May 2023
Wednesday, May 31, 2023
When you love someone, you have to offer that person the best you have. The best thing we can offer another person is our true presence.
Thich Nhat Hanh
Many people think excitement is happiness...But when you are excited you are not peaceful. True happiness is based on peace.
Thich Nhat Hanh
A quiet mind does not mean there will be no thoughts or mental movements at all, but these will be on the surface, and you will feel your true Being within, separate from them, observing but not carried away.
Sri Aurobindo (1872-1950)
Tuesday, May 30, 2023
A billion stars go spinning through the night,
Blazing high above your head.
But in you is the presence that
Will be, when all the stars are dead.
Rainer Maria Rilke (1875-1926), renowned Austrian poet
To be a strong courageous healthy spirit — delighting in the natural world, seeing it with the innocence of a child to whom each commonplace stone, blade of grass & sapling is a miracle. That is the secret of eternal youth. Happy is the man who can go out into the fields & woods and hills, a free innocent being, unburdened by the world’s smartness & sophistication, its smug acceptance of fleshly indulgences, to whom life & nature are eternal mysteries.
Charles E. Burchfield (1893-1967), American painter and visionary artist, known for his passionate watercolors of nature scenes and townscapes.
Monday, May 29, 2023
No duty is more urgent than that of returning thanks.
St. Ambrose
Gettysburg Address
Four score and seven years ago our fathers brought forth on this continent, a new nation, conceived in Liberty, and dedicated to the proposition that all men are created equal.
Now we are engaged in a great civil war, testing whether that nation, or any nation so conceived and so dedicated, can long endure. We are met on a great battle-field of that war. We have come to dedicate a portion of that field, as a final resting place for those who here gave their lives that that nation might live. It is altogether fitting and proper that we should do this.
But, in a larger sense, we can not dedicate -- we can not consecrate -- we can not hallow -- this ground. The brave men, living and dead, who struggled here, have consecrated it, far above our poor power to add or detract. The world will little note, nor long remember what we say here, but it can never forget what they did here. It is for us the living, rather, to be dedicated here to the unfinished work which they who fought here have thus far so nobly advanced. It is rather for us to be here dedicated to the great task remaining before us -- that from these honored dead we take increased devotion to that cause for which they gave the last full measure of devotion -- that we here highly resolve that these dead shall not have died in vain -- that this nation, under God, shall have a new birth of freedom -- and that government of the people, by the people, for the people, shall not perish from the earth.
Abraham Lincoln, November 19, 1863
Tenderness and kindness are not signs of weakness and despair, but manifestations of strength and resolution.
Khalil Gibran
Sunday, May 28, 2023
Gratitude
I thank thee, friend, for the beautiful thought
That in words well chosen thou gavest to me,
Deep in the life of my soul it has wrought
With its own rare essence to ever imbue me,
To gleam like a star over devious ways,
To bloom like a flower on the dreariest days
Better such gift from thee to me
Than gold of the hills or pearls of the sea.
For the luster of jewels and gold may depart,
And they have in them no life of the giver,
But this gracious gift from thy heart to my heart
Shall witness to me of thy love forever;
Yea, it shall always abide with me
As a part of my immortality;
For a beautiful thought is a thing divine,
So I thank thee, oh, friend, for this gift of thine.
Lucy Maud Montgomery (1874-1942), best-known for her classic novel for children, Anne of Green Gables.
The secret to living well and longer is: eat half, walk double, laugh triple, and love without measure.
Tibetan proverb
Saturday, May 27, 2023
I do not know what I may appear to the world; but to myself I seem to have been only like a boy playing on the sea-shore, and diverting myself in now and then finding a smoother pebble or a prettier shell than ordinary, whilst the great ocean of truth lay all undiscovered before me.
Sir Isaac Newton
(Note: Newton is known for devising the law of universal gravitation, discovering calculus, developing the three laws of motion, advancements in early modern chemistry, inventing the reflecting telescope, and proposing theories of light and color. )
If you are on a road to nowhere - find another road.
Ashanti Proverb from Ghana
The death of an elderly person is like a burning library.
African proverb
Patience attracts happiness; it brings near that which is far.
Swahili proverb
Friday, May 26, 2023
Unique
Because I know who I am,
I’m at ease and free.
I can’t be like others,
And they can’t be me.
I’ve got fading scars,
An unusual physique,
But it all works together
To make me unique.
I’ve got hidden strengths,
Some obvious flaws.
Still I am who I am,
For better, for worse.
I don’t have to blend in;
I won’t live a lie.
I can’t please everyone;
I won’t even try.
Some call me proud;
Others stare at me in alarm.
But I’m not one to bother,
Because I know who I am
Abimbola T. Alabi
Finish each day and be done with it. You have done what you could. Some blunders and absurdities no doubt crept in; forget them as soon as you can. Tomorrow is a new day. You shall begin it serenely and with too high a spirit to be encumbered with your old nonsense.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
(Note: Ralph Waldo Emerson, who went by his middle name Waldo, was an American essayist, lecturer, philosopher, abolitionist, and poet who led the transcendentalist movement of the mid-19th century. Waldo’s birthday is May 25, 1803. )
Thursday, May 25, 2023
ABOUT CROWS
The old crow is getting slow;
the young crow is not.
Of what the young crow does not know,
the old crow knows a lot.
At knowing things, the old crow is still
the young crow’s master.
What does the old crow not know?
How to go faster.
The young crow flies above, below, and rings
around the slow old crow.
What does the fast young crow not know?
WHERE TO GO.
John Ciardi
Solar
Suspended lion face
Spilling at the centre
Of an unfurnished sky
How still you stand,
And how unaided
Single stalkless flower
You pour unrecompensed.
The eye sees you
Simplified by distance
Into an origin,
Your petalled head of flames
Continuously exploding.
Heat is the echo of your
Gold.
Coined there among
Lonely horizontals
You exist openly.
Our needs hourly
Climb and return like angels.
Unclosing like a hand,
You give for ever.
Philip Larkin
(Note: Larkin was one of post-war England's most famous poets, and was commonly referred to as “England's other Poet Laureate” until his death in 1985. Indeed, when the position of laureate became vacant in 1984, many poets and critics favored Larkin's appointment, but Larkin preferred to avoid the limelight. )
Wednesday, May 24, 2023
I can be changed by what happens to me. But I refuse to be reduced by it.
Maya Angelou
O God, help me to believe the truth about myself—no matter how beautiful it is.
Macrina Weiderkher, Benedictine nun
As swimmers dare
to lie face to the sky
and water bears them,
as hawks rest upon air
and air sustains them,
so would I learn to attain
freefall, and float
into Creator Spirit’s deep embrace,
knowing no effort earns
that all-surrounding grace.
Denise Levertov
Tuesday, May 23, 2023
The Room of Ancient Keys
My grandmother once gave me a tip:
In difficult times, you move forward in small steps.
Do what you have to do, but little by little.
Don't think about the future, or what may happen tomorrow.
Wash the dishes.
Remove the dust.
Write a letter.
Make a soup.
You see?
You are advancing step by step.
Take a step and stop.
Rest a little.
Praise yourself.
Take another step.
Then another.
You won't notice, but your steps will grow more and more.
And the time will come when you can think about the future without crying.
Elena Mikhalkova
The problem in middle life, when the body has reached its climax of power and begins to decline, is to identify yourself, not with the body, which is falling away, but with the consciousness of which it is a vehicle. This is something I learned from myths. What am I? Am I the bulb that carries the light? Or am I the light of which the bulb is a vehicle?
Joseph Campbell, author of The Power of Myth
Monday, May 22, 2023
There is a solitude of space
A solitude of sea
A solitude of death, but these
Society shall be
Compared with that profounder site
That polar privacy
A soul admitted to itself—
Finite infinity!
Emily Dickinson
I looked through others' windows
On an enchanted earth
But out of my own window--
solitude and dearth.
And yet there is a mystery
I cannot understand--
That others through my window
See an enchanted land.
Jessie B. Rittenhouse
The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing that stands in the way. Some see nature all ridicule and deformity... and some scarce see nature at all. But to the eyes of the man of imagination, nature is imagination itself.
William Blake
Sunday, May 21, 2023
RISK
To laugh is to risk appearing a fool,
To weep is to risk appearing sentimental.
To reach out to another is to risk involvement,
To expose feelings is to risk exposing
your true self.
To place your ideas and dreams
before a crowd is to risk their loss.
To love is to risk not being loved in return,
To hope is to risk despair,
To try is to risk to failure.
But risks must be taken because
the greatest hazard in life is to risk nothing.
The person who risks nothing, does nothing,
has nothing is nothing.
He may avoid suffering and sorrow,
But he cannot learn, feel, change, grow or live.
Chained by his servitude he is a slave
who has forfeited all freedom.
Only a person who risks is free.
William Arthur Ward
Hello, sun in my face. Hello you who made the morning and spread it over the fields… Watch, now, how I start the day in happiness, in kindness.
Mary Oliver
Finally I saw that worrying had come to nothing.
And gave it up. And took my old body
and went out into the morning,
and sang.
Mary Oliver
Saturday, May 20, 2023
This Is the Time to Be Slow
This is the time to be slow,
Lie low to the wall
Until the bitter weather passes.
Try, as best you can, not to let
The wire brush of doubt
Scrape from your heart
All sense of yourself
And your hesitant light.
If you remain generous,
Time will come good;
And you will find your feet
Again on fresh pastures of promise,
Where the air will be kind
And blushed with beginning.
John O'Donohue, To Bless the Space Between Us: A Book of Blessings
WORD OF THE DAY
Tyromancy
(Greek, n ) - Divination involving observation of cheese as it coagulates. It is derived from the Greek “tūros” for cheese and “manteia” for divination. In the Middle Ages, the shape, number of holes, and patterns of mold were often used to foretell money, love, and death. In some villages, a young lady or man would divine the names of their future spouse by writing the names of prospective suitors on pieces of cheese. The one whose piece of cheese grew mold first was deemed the true love match.
Friday, May 19, 2023
When I Am Among Trees
When I am among the trees,
especially the willows and the honey locust,
equally the beech, the oaks and the pines,
they give off such hints of gladness.
I would almost say that they save me, and daily.
I am so distant from the hope of myself,
in which I have goodness, and discernment,
and never hurry through the world
but walk slowly, and bow often.
Around me the trees stir in their leaves
and call out, “Stay awhile.”
The light flows from their branches.
And they call again, “It’s simple,” they say,
and you too have come
into the world to do this, to go easy, to be filled
with light, and to shine.
Mary Oliver
Genius is one percent inspiration and ninety-nine percent perspiration. A genius is often merely a talented person who has done all of his or her homework.
Thomas Edison
Most of the exercise I get is from standing and walking all day from one laboratory table to another. I derive more enjoyment, benefit and entertainment from this than some of my friends and competitors get from playing games like golf.
Thomas Edison
I have far more respect for the person with a single idea who gets there than for the person with a thousand ideas, who actually does nothing.
Thomas Edison
Go then if you must, but remember, no matter how foolish your deeds, those who love you will love you still.
Sophocles
The truth is always the strongest argument.
Sophocles
Look and you will find it – what is unsought will go undetected.
Sophocles
Thursday, May 18, 2023
The human mind, no matter how highly trained, cannot grasp the universe. We are in the position of a little child, entering a huge library whose walls are covered to the ceiling with books in many different tongues. The child knows that someone must have written those books. It does not know who or how. It does not understand the languages in which they are written. The child notes a definite plan in the arrangement of the books, a mysterious order, which it does not comprehend, but only dimly suspects. That, it seems to me, is the attitude of the human mind, even the greatest and most cultured, toward God. We see a universe marvelously arranged, obeying certain laws, but we understand the laws only dimly. Our limited minds cannot grasp the mysterious force that sways the constellations.
Albert Einstein
Who Does He Think She Is?
I asked the Zebra:
Are you black with white stripes?
Or white with black stripes?
And the zebra asked me:
Are you good with bad habits?
Or are you bad with good habits?
Are you noisy with quiet times?
Or are you quiet with noisy times?
Are you happy with some sad days?
Or are you sad with some happy days?
Are you neat with some sloppy ways?
Or are you sloppy with some neat ways?
And on and on and on and on
And on and on he went.
I’ll never ask a zebra
About stripes
Again
Shel Silverstein
Crystal Ball
Come see your life in my crystal glass—
Twenty-five cents is all you pay.
Let me look into your past—
Here’s what you had for lunch today:
Tuna salad and mashed potatoes,
Green pea soup and apple juice,
Collard greens and stewed tomatoes,
Chocolate milk and lemon mousse.
You admit I’ve told it all?
Well, I know it, I confess,
Not by looking in my ball,
But just by looking at your dress.
Shel Silverstein
Wednesday, May 17, 2023
When an old woman rebuked him for his conciliatory attitude toward the South, which she felt should be “destroyed” after the Civil War, Abraham Lincoln replied, “Madam, do I not destroy my enemies when I make them my friends?”
The greatest victory is that which requires no battle.
Sun Tzu, Chinese military general, strategist, philosopher, and author of The Art of War
When one treats people with benevolence, justice, and righteousness, and reposes confidence in them, the army will be united in mind and all will be happy to serve their leaders.
Sun Tzu
Rewards for good service should not be deferred a single day.
Sun Tzu
Heyam duhham anagatam
("Avert the danger which has not yet come." )
Vedic proverb
Yogastha kuru karmani.
("Established in Being perform action." )
Bhagavad Gita
Human Family
I note the obvious differences
in the human family.
Some of us are serious,
some thrive on comedy.
Some declare their lives are lived
as true profundity,
and others claim they really live
the real reality.
The variety of our skin tones
can confuse, bemuse, delight,
brown and pink and beige and purple,
tan and blue and white.
I've sailed upon the seven seas
and stopped in every land,
I've seen the wonders of the world
not yet one common man.
I know ten thousand women
called Jane and Mary Jane,
but I've not seen any two
who really were the same.
Mirror twins are different
although their features jibe,
and lovers think quite different thoughts
while lying side by side.
We love and lose in China,
we weep on England's moors,
and laugh and moan in Guinea,
and thrive on Spanish shores.
We seek success in Finland,
are born and die in Maine.
In minor ways we differ,
in major we're the same.
I note the obvious differences
between each sort and type,
but we are more alike, my friends,
than we are unalike.
We are more alike, my friends,
than we are unalike.
We are more alike, my friends,
than we are unalike.
Maya Angelou
You are the sky, Everything else is just the weather.
Pema Chodron
If you don’t become the ocean, you’ll be seasick every day.
Leonard Cohen
Tuesday, May 16, 2023
This grand show is eternal. It is always sunrise somewhere; the dew is never all dried at once; a shower is forever falling; vapor is ever rising. Eternal sunrise, eternal sunset, eternal dawn and gloaming, on sea and continents and islands, each in its turn, as the round earth rolls.
John Muir, John of the Mountains: The Unpublished Journals of John Muir
The sun shines not on us but in us. The rivers flow not past, but through us. Thrilling, tingling, vibrating every fiber and cell of the substance of our bodies, making them glide and sing. The trees wave and the flowers bloom in our bodies as well as our souls, and every bird song, wind song, and tremendous storm song of the rocks in the heart of the mountains is our song, our very own, and sings our love.
John Muir
The Seedling
As a quiet little seedling
Lay within its darksome bed,
To itself it fell a-talking,
And this is what it said:
"I am not so very robust,
But I'll do the best I can;"
And the seedling from that moment
Its work of life began.
So it pushed a little leaflet
Up into the light of day,
To examine the surroundings
And show the rest the way.
The leaflet liked the prospect,
So it called its brother, Stem;
Then two other leaflets heard it,
And quickly followed them.
To be sure, the haste and hurry
Made the seedling sweat and pant;
But almost before it knew it
It found itself a plant.
The sunshine poured upon it,
And the clouds they gave a shower;
And the little plant kept growing
Till it found itself a flower.
Little folks, be like the seedling,
Always do the best you can;
Every child must share life's labor
Just as well as every man.
And the sun and showers will help you
Through the lonesome, struggling hours,
Till you raise to light and beauty
Virtue's fair, unfading flowers.
Paul Laurence Dunbar (1872-1906)
(Note: Paul Laurence Dunbar was born on June 27, 1872 to two formerly enslaved people from Kentucky. He became one of the first influential Black poets in American literature. )
Monday, May 15, 2023
It may take a little self-discipline:
Be simple, be kind, stay rested—
attend to your own inner health and happiness.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
Us Two
Wherever I am, there's always Pooh,
There's always Pooh and Me.
Whatever I do, he wants to do,
"Where are you going today?" says Pooh:
"Well, that's very odd 'cos I was too.
Let's go together," says Pooh, says he.
"Let's go together," says Pooh.
"What's twice eleven?" I said to Pooh.
("Twice what?" said Pooh to Me.)
"I think it ought to be twenty-two."
"Just what I think myself," said Pooh.
"It wasn't an easy sum to do,
But that's what it is," said Pooh, said he.
"That's what it is," said Pooh.
"Let's look for dragons," I said to Pooh.
"Yes, let's," said Pooh to Me.
We crossed the river and found a few-
"Yes, those are dragons all right," said Pooh.
"As soon as I saw their beaks I knew.
That's what they are," said Pooh, said he.
"That's what they are," said Pooh.
"Let's frighten the dragons," I said to Pooh.
"That's right," said Pooh to Me.
"I'm not afraid," I said to Pooh,
And I held his paw and I shouted "Shoo!
Silly old dragons!"- and off they flew.
"I wasn't afraid," said Pooh, said he,
"I'm never afraid with you."
So wherever I am, there's always Pooh,
There's always Pooh and Me.
"What would I do?" I said to Pooh,
"If it wasn't for you," and Pooh said: "True,
It isn't much fun for One, but Two,
Can stick together, says Pooh, says he.
"That's how it is," says Pooh.
A. A. Milne
Sunday, May 14, 2023
Lovingkindness
May we have compassion for ourselves and others at this unprecedented time.
May we take refuge in the present moment as it holds what is most true.
May we remember that we are not alone.
May we have the courage to ask for support when we need it.
May we trust that we are doing the best we can in each moment.
May we have humility, take responsibility, and make amends when we cause harm.
May we discern with wisdom what is true and act as skillfully as we can.
May we forgive ourselves and each other for our humanity.
May we remember when we forget.
La Sarmiento
Stories
Six minutes ago the page was blank.
Six minutes ago I learned your name.
Six minutes ago you were born.
Six minutes ago, the idea came to me
that how you tell your story
is how you see the world,
how you see yourself.
Six minutes ago, I was single
and now I’m married.
Six minutes ago, I was expecting you
and now you are born.
Six minutes ago, I realized that now
is all I have.
Six minutes ago, I tasted the words
you are now reading.
Six minutes ago, I realized that
your weakness will be your strength.
The story you tell yourself changes
what you think, how you feel,
what you do.
The story takes your mind’s chatter
off other things.
Make sure the story is a good one.
Emily Lewis Penn
Saturday, May 13, 2023
Keep Going
When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road you’re trudging seems all up hill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest if you must—but don’t you quit.
Life is queer with its twists and turns,
As every one of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about
When he might have won had he stuck it out;
Don’t give up, though the pace seems slow—
You may succeed with another blow.
Often the goal is nearer than
It seems to a faint and faltering man,
Often the struggler has given up
When he might have captured the victor’s cup,
And he learned too late, when the night slipped down,
How close he was to the golden crown.
Success is failure turned inside out—
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems afar;
So stick to the fight when you’re hardest hit—
It’s when things seem worst that you mustn’t quit.
Edgar Guest
When I Heard the Learn’d Astronomer
When I heard the learn’d astronomer,
When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me,
When I was shown the charts and diagrams, to add, divide, and measure them,
When I sitting heard the astronomer where he lectured with much applause in the lecture-room,
How soon unaccountable I became tired and sick,
Till rising and gliding out I wander’d off by myself,
In the mystical moist night-air, and from time to time,
Look’d up in perfect silence at the stars.
Walt Whitman
Friday, May 12, 2023
Don’t look at your feet to see if you are doing it right. Just dance.
Anne Lamott
Two things define you: your patience when you have nothing and your attitude when you have everything.
George Bernard Shaw
No one can see their reflection in running water. It is only in still water that we can see.
Taoist proverb
How Many, How Much?
How many slams in an old screen door?
Depends how loud you shut it.
How many slices in a bread?
Depends how thin you cut it.
How much good inside a day?
Depends how good you live ’em.
How much love inside a friend?
Depends how much you give ’em.
Shel Silverstein
Thursday, May 11, 2023
The Arrow and The Song (1885)
I shot an arrow into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For, so swiftly it flew, the sight
Could not follow it in its flight.
I breathed a song into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For who has sight so keen and strong,
That it can follow the flight of song?
Long, long afterward, in an oak
I found the arrow, still unbroke;
And the song, from beginning to end,
I found again in the heart of a friend.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, one of the most widely known and best-loved American poets of the 19th century. He achieved a level of national and international prominence previously unequaled in the literary history of the United States
Wednesday, May 10, 2023
WHEN GREAT TREES FALL
When great trees fall,
rocks on distant hills shudder,
lions hunker down
in tall grasses,
and even elephants
lumber after safety.
When great trees fall
in forests,
small things recoil into silence,
their senses
eroded beyond fear.
When great souls die,
the air around us becomes
light, rare, sterile.
We breathe, briefly.
Our eyes, briefly,
see with
a hurtful clarity.
Our memory, suddenly sharpened,
examines,
gnaws on kind words
unsaid,
promised walks
never taken.
Great souls die and
our reality, bound to
them, takes leave of us.
Our souls,
dependent upon their
nurture,
now shrink, wizened.
Our minds, formed
and informed by their
radiance,
fall away.
We are not so much maddened
as reduced to the unutterable ignorance
of
dark, cold
caves.
And when great souls die,
after a period peace blooms,
slowly and always
irregularly. Spaces fill
with a kind of
soothing electric vibration.
Our senses, restored, never
to be the same, whisper to us.
They existed. They existed.
We can be. Be and be
better. For they existed.
Maya Angelou
He doth nothing but talk of his horses. When I bestride him, I soar, I am a hawk: he trots the air; the earth sings when he touches it; the basest horn of his hoof is more musical than the pipe of Hermes. As full of spirit as the month of May, and as gorgeous as the sun in Midsummer.
Shakespeare, Henry V
A horse! a horse! my kingdom for a horse!
Shakespeare, Richard III
Tuesday, May 9, 2023
One Art
The art of losing isn’t hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster.
Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn’t hard to master.
Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.
I lost my mother’s watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn’t hard to master.
I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn’t a disaster.
—Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan’t have lied. It’s evident
the art of losing’s not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.
Elizabeth Bishop
(Note: Elizabeth Bishop was an American poet and short-story writer. She was Consultant in Poetry to the Library of Congress from 1949 to 1950, the Pulitzer Prize winner for Poetry in 1956, the National Book Award winner in 1970, and the recipient of the Neustadt International Prize for Literature in 1976. )
WORDS OF THE DAY
Filotimo
(Greek, n ) – “The love of honor.” It describes a person who understands the responsibility to herself or himself as a human being to always do the right thing and with honor. Even if their wealth, safety, freedom, or even life is at peril—no matter what—this person will do the honorable thing, regardless of the consequences.
Ubuntu
(Zulu, n ) – The act of being kind to others because of one’s common humanity. Ubuntu is frequently translated as “I am because we are.”
Monday, May 8, 2023
It Felt Love
How did the rose
Ever open its heart
And give to this world
All its beauty?
It felt the encouragement of light
Against its being,
Otherwise,
We all remain
Too frightened
Hafiz
There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle. The other is as though everything is a miracle.
Albert Einstein
You can cut all the flowers but you cannot keep Spring from coming.
Pablo Neruda
Sunday, May 7, 2023
Messenger
My work is loving the world.
Here the sunflowers, there the hummingbird—
equal seekers of sweetness.
Here the quickening yeast; there the blue plums.
Here the clam deep in the speckled sand.
Are my boots old? Is my coat torn?
Am I no longer young, and still half-perfect? Let me
keep my mind on what matters,
which is my work,
which is mostly standing still and learning to be
astonished.
The phoebe, the delphinium.
The sheep in the pasture, and the pasture.
Which is mostly rejoicing, since all the ingredients are here,
which is gratitude, to be given a mind and a heart
and these body-clothes,
a mouth with which to give shouts of joy
to the moth and the wren, to the sleepy dug-up clam,
telling them all, over and over, how it is
that we live forever.
Mary Oliver
Since Hanna Moved Away
The tires on my bike are flat.
The sky is grouchy gray.
At least it sure feels like that
Since Hanna moved away.
Chocolate ice cream tastes like prunes.
December's come to stay.
They've taken back the Mays and Junes
Since Hanna moved away.
Flowers smell like halibut.
Velvet feels like hay.
Every handsome dog's a mutt
Since Hanna moved away.
Nothing's fun to laugh about.
Nothing's fun to play.
They call me, but I won't come out
Since Hanna moved away.
Judith Viorst
Learning
I'm learning to say thank you.
And I'm learning to say please.
And I'm learning to use Kleenex,
Not my sweater, when I sneeze.
And I'm learning not to dribble.
And I'm learning not to slurp.
And I'm learning (though it sometimes really hurts me)
Not to burp.
And I'm learning to chew softer
When I eat corn on the cob.
And I'm learning that it's much
Much easier to be a slob.
Judith Viorst
Saturday, May 6, 2023
Harmony makes small things grow, lack of harmony makes great things decay.
Sallust (86-35 BCE), Roman historian, philosopher and politician
It does not matter how slowly you go as long as you do not stop.
Confucius
I never think of the future. It comes soon enough.
Albert Einstein
Friday, May 5, 2023
“Vesak,” the Day of the Full Moon in the month of May, is the most sacred day to millions of Buddhists around the world. It was on the Day of Vesak, in the year 623 B.C., that the Buddha was born. It was also on the Day of Vesak that the Buddha attained enlightenment, and it was on the Day of Vesak that the Buddha in his eightieth year passed away.
Radiate boundless love towards the entire world —
above, below, and across —
unhindered, without ill will, without enmity.
The Buddha
Whoever doesn’t flare up
at someone who’s angry
wins a battle
hard to win.
The Buddha
Conquer anger with non-anger.
Conquer badness with goodness.
Conquer meanness with generosity.
Conquer dishonesty with truth.
The Buddha
Happiness, not in another place, but this place…not for another hour, but this hour.
Walt Whitman
The world is full of magic things patiently waiting for our senses to grow sharper.
William Butler Yeats
Thursday, May 4, 2023
There is something beyond our mind which abides in silence within our mind. It is the supreme mystery beyond thought. Let one’s mind rest on that and not rest on anything else.
Maitri Upanishad
Self-Observation without Judgment
Release the harsh and pointed inner
voice. it’s just a throwback to the past,
and holds no truth about this moment.
Let go of self-judgment, the old,
learned ways of beating yourself up
for each imagined inadequacy.
Allow the dialogue within the mind
to grow friendlier, and quiet. Shift
out of inner criticism and life
suddenly looks very different.
i can say this only because I make
the choice a hundred times a day to release the voice that refuses to
acknowledge the real me.
What’s needed here isn’t more prodding toward perfection, but
intimacy – seeing clearly, and
embracing what I see.
Love, not judgment, sows the
seeds of tranquility and change.
Danna Faulds
Wednesday, May 3, 2023
The Peace of Wild Things
When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For the time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.
Wendell Berry
The music is not in the notes, but in the silence between.
Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
I pay no attention whatever to anybody's praise or blame. I simply follow my own feelings.
Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
Tuesday, May 2, 2023
Wrong does not cease to be wrong because the majority share in it.
Leo Tolstoy
Our life is frittered away by detail. Simplify, simplify.
Henry David Thoreau, Walden and Other Writings
Words are a pretext. It is the inner bond that draws one person to another, not words.
Rumi
Monday, May 1, 2023
The Bud
the bud
stands for all things,
even for those things that don't flower,
for everything flowers from within, of self-blessing;
though sometimes it is necessary
to reteach a thing its loveliness,
to put a hand on the brow
of a flower,
and retell it in words and touch,
it is lovely
until it flowers again from within, of self-blessing
Galway Kinnell
Hokusai Says
Hokusai says look carefully.
He says pay attention, notice.
He says keep looking, stay curious.
He says there is no end to seeing.
He says look forward to getting old.
He says keep changing,
you just get more who you really are.
He says get stuck, accept it, repeat
yourself as long as it is interesting.
He says keep doing what you love.
He says keep praying.
He says everyone of us is a child,
everyone of us is ancient,
everyone of us has a body.
He says everyone of us is frightened.
He says everyone of us has to find
a way to live with fear.
He says everything is alive–
shells, buildings, people, fish,
mountains, trees, wood is alive.
Water is alive.
Everything has its own life.
Everything lives inside us.
He says live with the world inside you.
He says it doesn’t matter if you draw,
or write books. It doesn’t matter
if you saw wood, or catch fish.
It doesn’t matter if you sit at home
and stare at the ants on your veranda
or the shadows of the trees
and grasses in your garden.
It matters that you care.
It matters that you feel.
It matters that you notice.
It matters that life lives through you.
Contentment is life living through you.
Joy is life living through you.
Satisfaction and strength
is life living through you.
He says don’t be afraid.
Don’t be afraid.
Love, feel, let life take you by the hand.
Let life live through you.
Roger S Keyes
WORDS OF THE DAY
Wabbit
(Scottish, adj ) - This is a term for being exhausted. Next time you’re tired, try saying, “I’m pretty wabbit at the moment” and see what kind of a response you get…
Snollygoster
(Old English, n ) - This refers to a politician who does or says things for their own personal advancement instead of following their own principles.
Mencolek
(Indonesian, n ) - Remember in junior high school when you would tap someone on the opposite shoulder to get them to look the wrong way? Well, Indonesians actually have a word for that: “mencolek.”
2020+
There are only two ways to live your life. One is as though nothing is a miracle The other is as though everything is a miracle.
Albert Einstein
We are gatherers,
the ones who pick up sticks and stones
and old wasp's nests fallen by the
door of the barn,
walnuts with holes that look like
eyes of owls,
bits of shells not whole but lovely
in their brokeness,
we are the ones who bring home
empty eggs of birds
and place them on a small glass shelf
to keep for what? How long?
It matters not. What matters
Is the gathering,
the pockets filled with remnants
of a day evaporated, the traces of
certain memory, a lingering smell,
a smile that came with the shell.
Nina Bagley
“Wild Geese”
You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.
Marry Oliver
“TODAY”
Today I’m flying low and I’m
not saying a word
I’m letting all the voodoos of ambition sleep.
The world goes on as it must,
the bees in the garden rumbling a little,
the fish leaping, the gnats getting eaten.
And so forth.
But I’m taking the day off.
Quiet as a feather.
I hardly move though really I’m traveling
a terrific distance.
Stillness. One of the doors
into the temple.
Mary Oliver
Instructions for living a life.
Pay attention.
Be astonished.
Tell about it.
Mary Oliver
Grief, I've learned, is really just love. It’s all the love you want to give, but cannot. All of that unspent love gathers in the corners of your eyes, the lump in your throat, and in the hollow part of your chest. Grief is just love with no place to go.
Jamie Anderson
I can feel everything and survive. What I thought would kill me, didn't. Every time I said to myself: I can't take this anymore — I was wrong. The truth was that I could and did take it all — and I kept surviving. Surviving again and again made me less afraid of myself, of other people, of life. I learned that I'd never be free from pain but I could be free from the fear of pain, and that was enough.
Glennon Doyle, Untamed
“How Many, How Much?”
How many slams in an old screen door?
Depends how loud you shut it.
How many slices in a bread?
Depends how thin you cut it.
How much good inside a day?
Depends how good you live ’em.
How much love inside a friend?
Depends how much you give ’em.
Shel Silverstein
If you tell the truth you don’t have to remember anything.
Mark Twain
Just as life is made up of day and night, and song is made up of music and silence, friendships, because they are of this world, are also made up of times of being in touch and spaces in-between. Being human, we sometimes fill these spaces with worry, or we imagine the silence is some form of punishment, or we internalize the time we are not in touch with a loved one as some unexpressed change of heart. Our minds work very hard to make something out of nothing. We can perceive silence as rejection in an instant, and then build a cold castle on that tiny imagined brick. The only release from the tensions we weave around nothing is to remain a creature of the heart. By giving voice to the river of feelings as they flow through and through, we can stay clear and open. In daily terms, we call this checking in with each other, though most of us reduce this to a grocery list: How are you today? Do you need any milk? Eggs? Juice? Toilet paper? Though we can help each other survive with such outer kindnesses, we help each other thrive when the checking in with each other comes from a list of inner kindnesses: How are you today? Do you need any affirmation? Clarity? Support? Understanding? When we ask these deeper questions directly, we wipe the mind clean of its misperceptions. Just as we must dust our belongings from time to time, we must wipe away what covers us when we are apart.
Mark Nepo, The Book of Awakening: Having the Life you Want by Being Present to the Life You Have
That which you hate, do not do unto your neighbor. This is the whole of the Torah.
Masechet Shabbat, 31a
There always were two ways to live in a world that is often dark and full of tears. We can curse the darkness or we can light a light, and as the Chassidim say, a little light drives out much darkness. May we all help light up the world.
Rabbi Jonathan Sacks z”l
Hanukkah is about the freedom to be true to what we believe without denying the freedom of those who believe otherwise. It’s about lighting our candle, while not being threatened by or threatening anyone else’s candle.
Rabbi Jonathan Sacks z”l
Note: Rabbi Lord Jonathan Sacks was Chief Rabbi of the United Kingdom for 22 years and served as an eloquent teacher of Torah and spokesman for Torah values within the Jewish community and beyond.
The lamp of God is the soul of man.
Proverbs 20:27
Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops
Let the rain sing you a lullaby
The rain makes still pools on the sidewalk
The rain makes running pools in the gutter
The rain plays a little sleep song on our roof at night
And I love the rain.
Langston Hughes
“Temporary and Permanent”
Most people in your life were only meant for dreams, and summer laughter. They stay till the wind changes, the tides turn, or disappear with the first snow. And then there are some that were forged to weather blizzards and pain with you. They were cast in iron, set in gold and never ever leave you to face anything alone. Know who those people are. And love them the way they deserve. Not everyone in your life is temporary. A few are as permanent as love is old.
Nikita Gill
23rd Psalm
The Lord is my shepherd; I shall not want.
He maketh me to lie down in green pastures: he leadeth me beside the still waters.
He restoreth my soul: he leadeth me in the paths of righteousness for his name's sake.
Yea, though I walk through the valley of the shadow of death, I will fear no evil: for thou art with me; thy rod and thy staff they comfort me.
Thou preparest a table before me in the presence of mine enemies: thou anointest my head with oil; my cup runneth over.
Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me all the days of my life: and I will dwell in the house of the Lord for ever.
“Self”
Once I freed myself of my duties to tasks and people and went down to the cleansing sea...
The air was like wine to my spirit,
The sky bathed my eyes with infinity,
The sun followed me, casting golden snares on the tide,
And the ocean—masses of molten surfaces, faintly gray-blue—sang to my heart...
Then I found myself, all here in the body and brain, and all there on the shore:
Content to be myself: free, and strong, and enlarged:
Then I knew the depths of myself were the depths of space.
And all living beings were of those depths (my brothers and sisters)
And that by going inward and away from duties, cities, street-cars and greetings,
I was dipping behind all surfaces, piercing cities and people,
And entering in and possessing them, more than a brother,
The surge of all life in them and in me...
So I swore I would be myself (there by the ocean)
And I swore I would cease to neglect myself, but would take myself as my mate,
Solemn marriage and deep: midnights of thought to be:
Long mornings of sacred communion, and twilights of talk,
Myself and I, long parted, clasping and married till death.
James Oppenheim
“Lovingkindness”
May we have compassion for ourselves and others at this unprecedented time.
May we take refuge in the present moment as it holds what is most true.
May we remember that we are not alone.
May we have the courage to ask for support when we need it.
May we trust that we are doing the best we can in each moment.
May we have humility, take responsibility, and make amends when we cause harm.
May we discern with wisdom what is true and act as skillfully as we can.
May we forgive ourselves and each other for our humanity.
May we remember when we forget.
La Sarmiento
All shall be well. And all shall be well. And all manner of things, shall be well.
Julian of Norwich
All shall be well... for there is a force of love moving through the universe that holds us fast and will never let us go.
Julian of Norwich
Do not be dismayed by the brokenness of the world.
All things break. And all things can be mended.
Not with time, as they say, but with intention.
So go. Love intentionally, extravagantly, unconditionally.
The broken world awaits in darkness for the light that is you.
L. R. Knost
At times our own light goes out and is rekindled by a spark from another person. Each of us has cause to think with deep gratitude of those who have lighted the flame within us.
Albert Schweitzer
Sonnet 116: Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Let me not to the marriage of true minds
Admit impediments. Love is not love
Which alters when it alteration finds,
Or bends with the remover to remove.
O no! it is an ever-fixed mark
That looks on tempests and is never shaken;
It is the star to every wand'ring bark,
Whose worth's unknown, although his height be taken.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks
Within his bending sickle's compass come;
Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks,
But bears it out even to the edge of doom.
If this be error and upon me prov'd,
I never writ, nor no man ever lov'd.
William Shakespeare
“The Fountain”
Don't say, don't say there is no water
to solace the dryness at our hearts.
I have seen
the fountain springing out of the rock wall
and you drinking there. And I too
before your eyes
found footholds and climbed
to drink the cool water.
The woman of that place, shading her eyes,
frowned as she watched -- but not because
she grudged the water,
only because she was waiting
to see we drank our fill and were
refreshed.
Don't say, don't say there is no water.
That fountain is there among its scalloped
green and gray stones,
it is still there and always there
with its quiet song and strange power
to spring in us,
up and out through the rock.
Denise Levertov
Haudenosaunee Thanksgiving Address
Greetings to the Natural World
The People
Today we have gathered and we see that the cycles of life continue. We have been given the duty to live in balance and harmony with each other and all living things. So now, we bring our minds together as one as we give greetings and thanks to each other as people.
Now our minds are one.
The Earth Mother
We are all thankful to our Mother, the Earth, for she gives us all that we need for life. She supports our feet as we walk about upon her. It gives us joy that she continues to care for us as she has from the beginning of time. To our mother, we send greetings and thanks.
Now our minds are one.
The Waters
We give thanks to all the waters of the world for quenching our thirst and providing us with strength. Water is life. We know its power in many forms- waterfalls and rain, mists and streams, rivers and oceans. With one mind, we send greetings and thanks to the spirit of Water.
Now our minds are one.
The Fish
We turn our minds to the all the Fish life in the water. They were instructed to cleanse and purify the water. They also give themselves to us as food. We are grateful that we can still find pure water. So, we turn now to the Fish and send our greetings and thanks.
Now our minds are one.
The Plants
Now we turn toward the vast fields of Plant life. As far as the eye can see, the Plants grow, working many wonders. They sustain many life forms. With our minds gathered together, we give thanks and look forward to seeing Plant life for many generations to come.
Now our minds are one.
The Food Plants
With one mind, we turn to honor and thank all the Food Plants we harvest from the garden. Since the beginning of time, the grains, vegetables, beans and berries have helped the people survive. Many other living things draw strength from them too. We gather all the Plant Foods together as one and send them a greeting of thanks.
Now our minds are one.
The Medicine Herbs
Now we turn to all the Medicine herbs of the world. From the beginning they were instructed to take away sickness. They are always waiting and ready to heal us. We are happy there are still among us those special few who remember how to use these plants for healing. With one mind, we send greetings and thanks to the Medicines and to the keepers of the Medicines.
Now our minds are one.
The Animals
We gather our minds together to send greetings and thanks to all the Animal life in the world. They have many things to teach us as people. We are honored by them when they give up their lives so we
may use their bodies as food for our people. We see them near our homes and in the deep forests. We are glad they are still here and we hope that it will always be so.
Now our minds are one.
The Trees
We now turn our thoughts to the Trees. The Earth has many families of Trees who have their own instructions and uses. Some provide us with shelter and shade, others with fruit, beauty and other useful things. Many people of the world use a Tree as a symbol of peace and strength. With one mind, we greet and thank the Tree life.
Now our minds are one.
The Birds
We put our minds together as one and thank all the Birds who move and fly about over our heads. The Creator gave them beautiful songs. Each day they remind us to enjoy and appreciate life. The Eagle was chosen to be their leader. To all the Birds-from the smallest to the largest-we send our joyful greetings and thanks.
Now our minds are one.
The Four Winds
We are all thankful to the powers we know as the Four Winds. We hear their voices in the moving air as they refresh us and purify the air we breathe. They help us to bring the change of seasons. From the four directions they come, bringing us messages and giving us strength. With one mind, we send our greetings and thanks to the Four Winds.
Now our minds are one.
The Thunderers
Now we turn to the west where our grandfathers, the Thunder Beings, live. With lightning and thundering voices, they bring with them the water that renews life. We are thankful that they keep those evil things made by Okwiseres underground. We bring our minds together as one to send greetings and thanks to our Grandfathers, the Thunderers.
Now our minds are one.
The Sun
We now send greetings and thanks to our eldest Brother, the Sun. Each day without fail he travels the sky from east to west, bringing the light of a new day. He is the source of all the fires of life. With one mind, we send greetings and thanks to our Brother, the Sun.
Now our minds are one.
Grandmother Moon
We put our minds together to give thanks to our oldest Grandmother, the Moon, who lights the night-time sky. She is the leader of woman all over the world, and she governs the movement of the ocean tides. By her changing face we measure time, and it is the Moon who watches over the arrival of children here on Earth. With one mind, we send greetings and thanks to our Grandmother, the Moon.
Now our minds are one.
The Stars
We give thanks to the Stars who are spread across the sky like jewelry. We see them in the night, helping the Moon to light the darkness and bringing dew to the gardens and growing things. When we travel at night, they guide us home. With our minds gathered together as one, we send greetings and thanks to the Stars.
Now our minds are one.
The Enlightened Teachers
We gather our minds to greet and thank the enlightened Teachers who have come to help throughout the ages. When we forget how to live in harmony, they remind us of the way we were instructed to live as people. With one mind, we send greetings and thanks to these caring teachers.
Now our minds are one.
The Creator
Now we turn our thoughts to the Creator, or Great Spirit, and send greetings and thanks for all the gifts of Creation. Everything we need to live a good life is here on this Mother Earth. For all the love that is still around us, we gather our minds together as one and send our choicest words of greetings and thanks to the Creator.
Now our minds are one.
Closing Words
We have now arrived at the place where we end our words. Of all the things we have named, it was not our intention to leave anything out. If something was forgotten, we leave it to each individual to send such greetings and thanks in their own way.
Now our minds are one.
He is wise who does not grieve for the things which he has not, but rejoices for those which he has.
Epictetus
Do the best you can until you know better. Then when you know better, do better.
Maya Angelou
"When Giving Is All We Have"
One river gives
Its journey to the next.
We give because someone gave to us.
We give because nobody gave to us.
We give because giving has changed us.
We give because giving could have changed us.
We have been better for it,
We have been wounded by it—
Giving has many faces: It is loud and quiet,
Big, though small, diamond in wood-nails.
Its story is old, the plot worn and the pages too,
But we read this book, anyway, over and again:
Giving is, first and every time, hand to hand,
Mine to yours, yours to mine.
You gave me blue and I gave you yellow.
Together we are simple green. You gave me
What you did not have, and I gave you
What I had to give—together, we made
Something greater from the difference.
Alberto Rios
Don’t let yesterday use up too much of today.
Native American Proverb
"I Choose The Mountain"
The low lands call
I am tempted to answer
They are offering me a free dwelling
Without having to conquer
The massive mountain makes its move
Beckoning me to ascend
A much more difficult path
To get up the slippery bend
I cannot choose both
I have a choice to make
I must be wise
This will determine my fate
I choose, I choose the mountain
With all its stress and strain
Because only by climbing
Can I rise above the plane
I choose the mountain
And I will never stop climbing
I choose the mountain
And I shall forever be ascending
I choose the mountain
Howard Simon
"Hokusai Says"
Hokusai says look carefully.
He says pay attention, notice.
He says keep looking, stay curious.
He says there is no end to seeing
He says look forward to getting old.
He says keep changing,
you just get more who you really are.
He says get stuck, accept it, repeat
yourself as long as it is interesting.
He says keep doing what you love.
He says keep praying.
He says every one of us is a child,
every one of us is ancient
every one of us has a body.
He says every one of us is frightened.
He says every one of us has to find
a way to live with fear.
He says everything is alive —
shells, buildings, people, fish,
mountains, trees, wood is alive.
Water is alive.
Everything has its own life.
Everything lives inside us.
He says live with the world inside you.
He says it doesn’t matter if you draw,
or write books. It doesn’t matter
if you saw wood, or catch fish.
It doesn’t matter if you sit at home
and stare at the ants on your veranda
or the shadows of the trees
and grasses in your garden.
It matters that you care.
It matters that you feel.
It matters that you notice.
It matters that life lives through you.
Contentment is life living through you.
Joy is life living through you.
Satisfaction and strength
is life living through you.
He says don’t be afraid.
Don’t be afraid.
Love, feel, let life take you by the hand.
Let life live through you.
Roger Keyes
All journeys have secret destinations of which the traveler is unaware.
Martin Buber
The secret to living well and longer is: eat half, walk double, laugh triple, and love without measure.
Tibetan proverb
"Gratitude to the Unknown Instructors"
What they undertook to do
They brought to pass;
All things hang like a drop of dew
Upon a blade of grass.
WB Yeats
"Snow Geese"
Oh, to love what is lovely, and will not last!
What a task
to ask
of anything, or anyone,
yet it is ours,
and not by the century or the year, but by the hours.
One fall day I heard
above me, and above the sting of the wind, a sound
I did not know, and my look shot upward; it was
a flock of snow geese, winging it
faster than the ones we usually see,
and, being the color of snow, catching the sun
so they were, in part at least, golden. I
held my breath
as we do
sometimes
to stop time
when something wonderful
has touched us
as with a match,
which is lit, and bright,
but does not hurt
in the common way,
but delightfully,
as if delight
were the most serious thing
you ever felt.
The geese
flew on,
I have never seen them again.
Maybe I will, someday, somewhere.
Maybe I won't.
It doesn't matter.
What matters
is that, when I saw them,
I saw them
as through the veil, secretly, joyfully, clearly.
Mary Oliver
"Lost"
Stand still. The trees ahead and the bushes beside you
Are not lost. Wherever you go is called Here,
And you must treat it as a powerful stranger,
Must ask permission to know it and be known.
The forest breathes. Listen. It answers
I have made this place around you
If you leave it you may come back again, saying Here.
No two branches are the same to Raven.
No two branches are the same to Wren
If what a tree or a bush does is lost on you
You are surely lost. Stand still. The forest knows
Where you are. You must let it find you.
Native American Elder story, translated by David Waggoner
"In Admiration of Weeds"
What, you say, did weeds ever do for the world?
Fennel and dandelion
arrowdock and thistle
rye grass and bridal creeper
bindii and burr:
opportunists, invaders, nutrient-sapping neighbours
to the desired, the beautiful, the planned and the tame.
Shudder at the clash of soursob’s tangy yellow
against the dusty rose of hellebore.
Wince as asparagus fern’s delicate tracery
pierces the peaceable hydrangea.
Rend the soft lace of foul-named fumitory
embracing the fashionably grotesque ponytail.
These runaway successes
capeweed, Spanish broom
taunt you
Salvation Jane, plantain
haunt you
onion grass, pampas grass
tease you with their rampant, illicit growth.
Enough!
As you rip them out
and poison them
and dig them out
swearing as they tear you with defiant thorns
enjoy their blatant beauties
reclaim their stolen food value
honour your enemy’s incorrigible persistence
that draws the same from you.
To the weeds!
Claire Belberg
"Perhaps The World Ends Here"
The world begins at a kitchen table. No matter what, we must eat to live.
The gifts of earth are brought and prepared, set on the table. So it has been since creation, and it will go on.
…It is here that children are given instructions on what it means to be human. We make men at it, we make women.
At this table we gossip, recall enemies and the ghosts of lovers.
Our dreams drink coffee with us as they put their arms around our children. They laugh with us at our poor falling-down selves and as we put ourselves back together once again at the table.
This table has been a house in the rain, an umbrella in the sun.
We have given birth on this table, and have prepared our parents for burial here.
At this table we sing with joy, with sorrow. We pray of suffering and remorse. We give thanks.
Perhaps the world will end at the kitchen table, while we are laughing and crying, eating of the last sweet bite.
Joy Harjo
"Allow"
There is no controlling life.
Try corralling a lightning bolt,
containing a tornado. Dam a
stream and it will create a new
channel. Resist, and the tide
will sweep you off your feet.
Allow, and grace will carry
you to higher ground. The only
safety lies in letting it all in –
the wild and the weak; fear,
fantasies, failures and success.
When loss rips off the doors of
the heart, or sadness veils your
vision with despair, practice
becomes simply bearing the truth.
In the choice to let go of your
known way of being, the whole
world is revealed to your new eyes.
Danna Faulds
"Jabberwocky"
’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
“Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!”
He took his vorpal sword in hand;
Long time the manxome foe he sought—
So rested he by the Tumtum tree
And stood awhile in thought.
And, as in uffish thought he stood,
The Jabberwock, with eyes of flame,
Came whiffling through the tulgey wood,
And burbled as it came!
One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back.
“And hast thou slain the Jabberwock?
Come to my arms, my beamish boy!
O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay!”
He chortled in his joy.
’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
Lewis Carroll
"How Good to Center Down"
How good it is to center down
To sit quietly and see one’s self pass by!
The streets of our minds seethe with endless traffic;
Our spirits resound with clashing, with noisy silences,
While something deep within hungers and thirsts for the still moment and the resting lull.
With full intensity we seek, ere thicket passes, a fresh sense of order in our living;
A direction, a strong sure purpose that will structure our confusion and bring meaning in our chaos.
We look at ourselves in this waiting moment—the kinds of people we are.
The questions persist: what are we doing with our lives?—what are the motives that order our days?
What is the end of our doings? Where are we trying to go? Where do we put the emphasis and where are our values focused? For what end do we make sacrifices?
Where is my treasure and what do I love most in life?
What do I hate most in life and to what am I true? Over and over the questions beat upon the waiting moment.
As we listen, floating up through all of the jangling echoes of our turbulence, there is a sound of another kind—
A deeper note which only the stillness of the heart makes clear.
It moves directly to the core of our being. Our questions are answered,
Our spirits refreshed, and we move back into the traffic of our daily round
With the peace of the Eternal in our step.
How good it is to center down!
Howard Thurman (1899-1981), American author, philosopher, theologian, educator, and civil rights leader. As a prominent religious figure, he played a leading role in many social justice movements and organizations of the twentieth century.
"What Do We Know"
The sky cleared
I was standing
under a tree.
and there were stars in the sky
that were also themselves
at the moment
at which moment
my right hand
was holding my left hand
which was holding the tree
which was filled with stars
and the soft rain —
imagine! Imagine!
the long and wondrous journeys
still to be ours.
Mary Oliver
Whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should. Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be, and whatever your labours and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul. With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world.
Max Erhmann
You can’t go back and change the beginning, but you can start where you are and change the ending.
C. S. Lewis
I’ve learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.
Maya Angelou
"The Way It Is"
There’s a thread you follow. It goes among
things that change. But it doesn’t change.
People wonder about what you are pursuing.
You have to explain about the thread.
But it is hard for others to see.
While you hold it you can’t get lost.
Tragedies happen; people get hurt
or die; and you suffer and get old.
Nothing you do can stop time’s unfolding.
You don’t ever let go of the thread.
William Stafford
This a wonderful day. I’ve never seen this one before.
Maya Angelou
"Love After Love"
The time will come
When, with elation,
You will greet yourself arriving
At your own door, in your own mirror,
And each will smile at the other's welcome,
And say, sit here, Eat.
You will love again the stranger who was your self.
Give wine. Give bread. Give back your heart
To itself, to the stranger who has loved you
All your life, whom you ignored
For another, who knows you by heart.
Take down the love letters from the bookshelf,
The photographs, the desperate notes,
Peel your image from the mirror.
Sit. Feast on your life.
Derek Walcott
"Let Evening Come"
Let the light of late afternoon
shine through chinks in the barn, moving
up the bales as the sun moves down.
Let the cricket take up chafing
as a woman takes up her needles
and her yarn. Let evening come.
Let dew collect on the hoe abandoned
in long grass. Let the stars appear
and the moon disclose her silver horn.
Let the fox go back to its sandy den.
Let the wind die down. Let the shed
go black inside. Let evening come.
To the bottle in the ditch, to the scoop
in the oats, to air in the lung
let evening come.
Let it come, as it will, and don’t
be afraid. God does not leave us
comfortless, so let evening come.
Jane Kenyon
It takes courage to say yes to rest and play in a culture where exhaustion is seen as a status symbol.
Brené Brown
Avert the danger that has not yet come.
Sanskrit proverb
You have control over action alone never over its fruits
Bhagavad Gita
Thousands of candles can be lighted from a single candle, and the life of the candle will not be shortened. Happiness never decreases by being shared.
Buddha
The best time to plant a tree was 20 years ago. The next best time is now.
Chinese proverb
There is a solitude of space
A solitude of sea
A solitude of death, but these
Society shall be
Compared with that profounder site
That polar privacy
A soul admitted to itself—
Finite infinity!
Emily Dickinson
Find ecstasy in life. The mere sense of living is joy enough.
Emily Dickinson
How yearns the solitary soul
To melt into the boundless whole,
And find itself again in peace!
The blind desire, the impatient will,
The restless thoughts and plans are still;
We yield ourselves—and wake in bliss!
Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe
All meditation where the intellect works, fatigues the body. There are other meditations… which are restful, full of peace for the intellect, without labor for the interior faculties of the soul, and which are performed without either physical or interior effort. I had experienced such extreme satisfaction since beginning to make us of this method of meditation that I did not think it possible to experience gentler or more innocent joys in life.
Renee Descartes
But, first, a hush of peace—a soundless calm descends;
The struggle of distress, and fierce impatience ends;
Mute music soothes my breast—unuttered harmony,
That I could never dream, till Earth was lost to me.
'Then dawns the Invisible; the Unseen its truth reveals;
My outward sense is gone, my inward essence feels:
Its wings are almost free—its home, its harbour found,
Measuring the gulph, it stoops and dares the final bound.
'Oh! dreadful is the check—intense the agony—
When the ear begins to hear, and the eye begins to see;
When the pulse begins to throb, the brain to think again;
The soul to feel the flesh, and the flesh to feel the chain.
Emily Bronte
Happiness is having a large, loving, caring, close-knit family — in another city.
George Burns
"Gratitude"
I thank thee, friend, for the beautiful thought
That in words well chosen thou gavest to me,
Deep in the life of my soul it has wrought
With its own rare essence to ever imbue me,
To gleam like a star over devious ways,
To bloom like a flower on the drearest days
Better such gift from thee to me
Than gold of the hills or pearls of the sea.
For the luster of jewels and gold may depart,
And they have in them no life of the giver,
But this gracious gift from thy heart to my heart
Shall witness to me of thy love forever;
Yea, it shall always abide with me
As a part of my immortality;
For a beautiful thought is a thing divine,
So I thank thee, oh, friend, for this gift of thine.
Lucy Maud Montgomery (1874-1942)
Note: Montgomery is best-known for her classic novel for children, Anne of Green Gables, set in Montgomery’s own country of Canada (on Prince Edward Island). But Montgomery was also a poet, and in this short poem she thanks her friend for the most valuable gift of all – a beautiful thought.
Heaven is under our feet as well as over our heads.
Henry David Thoreau
"The Poet"
There is a Poet who lives in me
Sonnets sweet with melodies
She whispers in my ears.
I let her. I love her. For when she comes
I feel complete.
She rhythms and rhymes inside me
Sometimes flowing so fast
I must stop and remember to breathe
As I race for the words to paper.
She knows me.
And I her.
She trusts me.
And I her.
Her Source is Divinity -
Pure and True.
Like a Child’s voice to the ears
Of one who loves it.
She’s with me now,
And I am grateful.
“Graciousness is your middle name,” she says.
And I listen, and I write
Transfixed in her beauty as She pours herself into my pen.
She whispers love into me.
“Are you an Angel?” I ask,
“Yes,” she says.
“Aren’t you All?”
“Aren’t we All?”
Edie Allen
"Still Here"
I have been scarred and battered.
My hopes the wind done scattered.
Snow has friz me,
Sun has baked me,
Looks like between 'em they done
Tried to make me
Stop laughin', stop lovin', stop livin'-
But I don't care!
Langston Hughes
You are the sky. The rest is just weather.
Pema Chodron
Happiness and freedom begin with one principle: Some things are within your control and some are not.
Epictetus, Stoic philosopher
"Autumn River Song"
The moon shimmers in green water.
White herons fly through the moonlight.
The young man hears a girl gathering water-chestnuts:
into the night, singing, they paddle home together.
Li T'ai-Po
The two most powerful warriors are patience and time.
Leo Tolstoy
One minute of patience, ten years of peace.
Greek proverb
One moment of patience may ward off great disaster. One moment of impatience may ruin a whole life.
Chinese Proverb
"Introduction to Poetry"
I ask them to take a poem
and hold it up to the light
like a color slide
or press an ear against its hive.
I say drop a mouse into a poem
and watch him probe his way out,
or walk inside the poem's room
and feel the walls for a light switch.
I want them to waterski
across the surface of a poem
waving at the author's name on the shore.
But all they want to do
is tie the poem to a chair with rope
and torture a confession out of it.
They begin beating it with a hose
to find out what it really means.
Billy Collins, US Poet Laureate
"One Art"
The art of losing isn’t hard to master;
so many things seem filled with the intent
to be lost that their loss is no disaster.
Lose something every day. Accept the fluster
of lost door keys, the hour badly spent.
The art of losing isn’t hard to master.
Then practice losing farther, losing faster:
places, and names, and where it was you meant
to travel. None of these will bring disaster.
I lost my mother’s watch. And look! my last, or
next-to-last, of three loved houses went.
The art of losing isn’t hard to master.
I lost two cities, lovely ones. And, vaster,
some realms I owned, two rivers, a continent.
I miss them, but it wasn’t a disaster.
—Even losing you (the joking voice, a gesture
I love) I shan’t have lied. It’s evident
the art of losing’s not too hard to master
though it may look like (Write it!) like disaster.
Elizabeth Bishop
The Early Morning
The moon on the one hand, the dawn on the other:
The moon is my sister, the dawn is my brother.
The moon on my left and the dawn on my right.
My brother, good morning: my sister, good night.
Hilaire Belloc (July 27, 1870–July 16, 1953), one of the most prolific writers in England during the early twentieth century.
"The Peace of Wild Things"
When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.
Wendell Berry
"Honey, I Love"
I love
I love a lot of things, a whole lot of things
Like
My cousin comes to visit and you know he's from the South
'Cause every word he says just kind of slides out of his mouth
I like the way he whistles and I like the way he walks
But honey, let me tell you that I LOVE the way he talks
I love the way my cousin talks
and
The day is hot and icky and the sun sticks to my skin
Mr. Davis turns the hose on, everybody jumps right in
The water stings my stomach and I feel so nice and cool
Honey, let me tell you that I LOVE a flying pool
I love to feel a flying pool
and
My uncle's car is crowded and there's lots of food to eat
We're going down the country where the church folks like to meet
I'm looking out the window at the cows and trees outside
Honey, let me tell you that I LOVE to take a ride
I love to take a family ride
and
It's not so late at night, but still I'm lying in my bed
I guess I need my rest, at least that's what my mama said
She told me not to cry 'cause she don't want to hear a peep
Honey, let me tell you I DON'T LOVE to go to sleep
I do not love to go to sleep
But I love
I love a lot of things, a whole lot of things
And honey,
I love you, too.
I love
I love a lot of things
A whole lot of things
And honey,
I love ME, too
Eloise Greenfield, American children's book and biography author and poet, famous for her descriptive, rhythmic style and positive portrayal of the African-American experience.
"Beauty In Nature"
a sonnet in every tree,
a tale in every lifetime
it’s just for you to see…
there’s a lyric in every brook
as it rushes over rocks,
there’s an ode in every nuance,
as loves wonder unlocks,
there’s rhythm in every sound,
every beating of a heart,
there’s poetry in every union
and every couple who are apart
and just as there is wonder
in every new life created
there is sadness and regret,
for the unsaid and unfeted
just listen for the music
that your ears cannot hear,
just strain yourself for the melody
that’s so far and yet so near
the wonder of the creator,
the magic of the divine
is there to feel, for all of us,
to soon be yours and mine
Arti Chopra
Be gentle with yourself. Be kind to yourself.
You may not be perfect, but you are all you've got to work with.
The process of becoming who you will be begins first with the
total acceptance of who you are.
Bhante Henepola Gunaratana
"The Naming Of Cats"
The Naming of Cats is a difficult matter,
It isn't just one of your holiday games;
You may think at first I'm as mad as a hatter
When I tell you, a cat must have THREE DIFFERENT NAMES.
First of all, there's the name that the family use daily,
Such as Peter, Augustus, Alonzo or James,
Such as Victor or Jonathan, George or Bill Bailey--
All of them sensible everyday names.
There are fancier names if you think they sound sweeter,
Some for the gentlemen, some for the dames:
Such as Plato, Admetus, Electra, Demeter--
But all of them sensible everyday names.
But I tell you, a cat needs a name that's particular,
A name that's peculiar, and more dignified,
Else how can he keep up his tail perpendicular,
Or spread out his whiskers, or cherish his pride?
Of names of this kind, I can give you a quorum,
Such as Munkustrap, Quaxo, or Coricopat,
Such as Bombalurina, or else Jellylorum-
Names that never belong to more than one cat.
But above and beyond there's still one name left over,
And that is the name that you never will guess;
The name that no human research can discover--
But THE CAT HIMSELF KNOWS, and will never confess.
When you notice a cat in profound meditation,
The reason, I tell you, is always the same:
His mind is engaged in a rapt contemplation
Of the thought, of the thought, of the thought of his name:
His ineffable effable
Effanineffable
Deep and inscrutable singular Name.
T. S. Eliot
“The Good News”
They don’t publish
the good news.
The good news is published
by us.
We have a special edition every moment,
and we need you to read it.
The good news is that you are alive,
and the linden tree is still there,
standing firm in the harsh Winter.
The good news is that you have wonderful eyes
to touch the blue sky.
The good news is that your child is there before you,
and your arms are available:
hugging is possible.
They only print what is wrong.
Look at each of our special editions.
We always offer the things that are not wrong.
We want you to benefit from them
and help protect them.
The dandelion is there by the sidewalk,
smiling its wondrous smile,
singing the song of eternity.
Listen! You have ears that can hear it.
Bow your head.
Listen to it.
Leave behind the world of sorrow
and preoccupation
and get free.
The latest good news
is that you can do it.
Thich Nhat Hanh
If I asked you to name all the things you love, how long would it take for you to name yourself?
Sana Dabbas
"All Nature Has A Feeling"
All nature has a feeling: woods, fields, brooks
Are life eternal: and in silence they
Speak happiness beyond the reach of books;
There's nothing mortal in them; their decay
Is the green life of change; to pass away
And come again in blooms revivified.
Its birth was heaven, eternal is its stay,
And with the sun and moon shall still abide
Beneath their day and night and heaven wide.
John Clare (1783-1864)
"My Soul Has A Hat"
I counted my years and realized that I have less time to live by, than I have lived so far.
I feel like a child who won a pack of candies: at first, he ate them with pleasure but when he realized that there was little left, he began to taste them intensely.
I have no time for endless meetings where the statutes, rules, procedures and internal regulations are discussed, knowing that nothing will be done.
I no longer have the patience to stand absurd people who, despite their chronological age, have not grown up.
My time is too short: I want the essence; my spirit is in a hurry. I do not have much candy in the package anymore.
I want to live next to humans, very realistic people who know how to laugh at their mistakes and who are not inflated by their own triumphs and who take responsibility for their actions. In this way, human dignity is defended and we live in truth and honesty.
It is the essentials that make life useful.
I want to surround myself with people who know how to touch the hearts of those whom hard strokes of life have learned to grow with sweet touches of the soul.
Yes, I'm in a hurry. I'm in a hurry to live with the intensity that only maturity can give.
I do not intend to waste any of the remaining desserts. I am sure they will be exquisite, much more than those eaten so far.
My goal is to reach the end satisfied and at peace with my loved ones and my conscience.
We have two lives and the second begins when you realize you only have one.
Mario de Andrade (1893-1945), Poet, novelist, essayist and musicologist. He was one of the founders of Brazilian modernism.
Meditation practice is like piano scales, basketball drills, ballroom dance class. Practice requires discipline; it can be tedious; it is necessary. After you have practiced enough, you become more skilled at the art form itself. You do not practice to become a great scale player or drill champion. You practice to become a musician or athlete. Likewise, one does not practice meditation to become a great meditator. We meditate to wake up and live, to become skilled at the art of living.
Elizabeth Lesser, The Seeker's Guide: Making Your Life a Spiritual Adventure
"The Breeze at Dawn"
The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.
Don’t go back to sleep.
You must ask for what you really want.
Don’t go back to sleep.
People are going back and forth across the doorsill
where the two worlds touch.
The door is round and open.
Don’t go back to sleep.
Rumi (translated by Coleman Barks)
"This Morning I Pray for My Enemies"
And whom do I call my enemy?
An enemy must be worthy of engagement.
I turn in the direction of the sun and keep walking.
It’s the heart that asks the question, not my furious mind.
The heart is the smaller cousin of the sun.
It sees and knows everything.
It hears the gnashing even as it hears the blessing.
The door to the mind should only open from the heart.
An enemy who gets in, risks the danger of becoming a friend.
Joy Harjo
"Morning Poem"
Every morning
the world
is created.
Under the orange
sticks of the sun
the heaped
ashes of the night
turn into leaves again
and fasten themselves to the high branches–
and the ponds appear
like black cloth
on which are painted islands
of summer lilies.
If it is your nature
to be happy
you will swim away along the soft trails
for hours, your imagination
alighting everywhere.
And if your spirit
carries within it
the thorn
that is heavier than lead–
if it’s all you can do
to keep on trudging–
there is still
somewhere deep within you
a beast shouting that the earth
is exactly what it wanted–
each pond with its blazing lilies
is a prayer heard and answered
lavishly,
every morning,
whether or not
you have ever dared to be happy,
whether or not
you have ever dared to pray.
Mary Oliver
"Will There Really Be a Morning?"
Will there really be a “Morning”?
Is there such a thing as “Day”?
Could I see it from the mountains
If I were as tall as they?
Has it feet like Water lilies?
Has it feathers like a Bird?
Is it brought from famous countries
Of which I have never heard?
Oh some Scholar! Oh some Sailor!
Oh some Wise Men from the skies!
Please to tell a little Pilgrim
Where the place called “Morning” lies!
Emily Dickinson
“Railway Carriage”
Faster than fairies, faster than witches,
Bridges and houses, hedges and ditches;
And charging along like troops in a battle,
All through the meadows the horses and cattle:
All of the sights of the hill and the plain
Fly as thick as driving rain;
And ever again, in the wink of an eye,
Painted stations whistle by.
Here is a child who clambers and scrambles,
All by himself and gathering brambles;
Here is a tramp who stands and gazes;
And there is the green for stringing the daisies!
Here is a cart run away in the road
Lumping along with man and load;
And here is a mill and there is a river;
Each a glimpse and gone forever!
Robert Louis Stevenson
Opportunities to find deeper powers within ourselves come when life seems most challenging.
Joseph Campbell
“Our True Heritage”
The cosmos is filled with precious gems.
I want to offer a handful of them to you this morning.
Each moment you are alive is a gem,
shining through and containing earth and sky,
water and clouds.
It needs you to breathe gently
for the miracles to be displayed.
Suddenly you hear the birds singing,
the pines chanting,
see the flowers blooming,
the blue sky,
the white clouds,
the smile and the marvelous look
of your beloved.
You, the richest person on Earth,
who have been going around begging for a living,
stop being the destitute child.
Come back and claim your heritage.
We should enjoy our happiness
and offer it to everyone.
Cherish this very moment.
Let go of the stream of distress
and embrace life fully in your arms.
Thích Nhất Hạnh
In an age of speed, I began to think, nothing could be more invigorating than going slow. In an age of distraction, nothing can feel more luxurious than paying attention. And in an age of constant movement, nothing is more urgent than sitting still.
...
Not many years ago, it was access to information and movement that seemed our greatest luxury; nowadays it’s often freedom from information, the chance to sit still, that feels like the ultimate prize.
Pico Iyer, The Art of Stillness: Adventures in Going Nowhere
“‘Hope’ is the thing with feathers”
“’Hope’” is the thing with feathers -
That perches in the soul -
And sings the tune without the words -
And never stops - at all -
And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard -
And sore must be the storm -
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm -
I’ve heard it in the chillest land -
And on the strangest Sea -
Yet - never - in Extremity,
It asked a crumb - of me.
Emily Dickinson
Some people are always grumbling because roses have thorns; I am thankful that thorns have roses.
Alphonse Karr
Don’t meditate to fix yourself, to improve yourself, to redeem yourself; rather, do it as an act of love, of deep warm friendship to yourself. In this way there is no longer any need for the subtle aggression of self-improvement, for the endless guilt of not doing enough. It offers the possibility of an end to the ceaseless round of trying so hard that wraps so many people’s lives in a knot. Instead there is now meditation as an act of love. How endlessly delightful and encouraging.
Bob Sharples
And on the banks, on both sides of the river, there will grow all kinds of trees for food. Their leaves will not wither nor their fruit fail, but they will bear fresh fruit every month, because the water for them flows from the sanctuary. Their fruit will be for food, and their leaves for healing.
Ezekiel 47:12
“Beannacht”
On the day when
the weight deadens on your shoulders
and you stumble,
may the clay dance
to balance you.
And when your eyes
freeze behind
the grey window
and the ghost of loss
gets into you,
may a flock of colours,
indigo, red, green
and azure blue,
come to awaken in you
a meadow of delight.
When the canvas frays
in the currach (kerach) of thought
and a stain of ocean
blackens beneath you,
may there come across the waters
a path of yellow moonlight
to bring you safely home.
May the nourishment of the earth be yours,
may the clarity of the light be yours,
may the fluency of the ocean be yours,
may the protection the ancestors be yours.
And so may a slow
wind work these words
of love around you,
an invisible cloak
to mind your life.
John O’Donohue
The oak tree
loves patience,
the mountain is
still looking,
as it has for centuries,
for a word to say about
the gradual way it
slides itself
back to the
world below
to begin again,
in another life,
to be fertile.
When the wind blows
the grass
whistles and whispers
in myths and riddles
and not in our language
but one far older.
The sea is the sea is
always the sea.
These things
you can count on
as you walk about the world
happy or sad,
talky or silent, making
weapons, love, poems.
The briefest of fires.
Mary Oliver
I prefer to be true to myself, even at the hazard of incurring the ridicule of others—rather than to be false and to incur my own abhorrence.
Frederick Douglass
I prefer to be true to myself, even at the hazard of incurring the ridicule of others—rather than to be false and to incur my own abhorrence.
Frederick Douglass
Love is taking a few steps backward, maybe even more, to give way to the happiness of the person you love.
Winnie the Pooh
I have learned over the years that when one's mind is made up, this diminishes fear. Knowing what must be done does away with fear.
Rosa Parks
You do not need to leave your room. Remain sitting at your table and listen.
Do not even listen, simply wait. Do not even wait, be quite still and solitary.
The world will freely offer itself to you to be unmasked, it has no choice,
it will roll in ecstasy at your feet.
Franz Kafka
To laugh often and much;
To win the respect of intelligent
people and the affection of children;
To earn the appreciation of honest
critics and endure the betrayal of false
friends; to appreciate beauty,
to find the best in others,
to leave the world a bit better
whether by a healthy child,
a garden patch or a redeemed social
condition; To know even one life has
breathed easier because you have lived.
This is to have succeeded.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Just as life is made up of day and night, and song is made up of music and silence, friendships, because they are of this world, are also made up of times of being in touch and spaces in-between. Being human, we sometimes fill these spaces with worry, or we imagine the silence is some form of punishment, or we internalize the time we are not in touch with a loved one as some unexpressed change of heart. Our minds work very hard to make something out of nothing. We can perceive silence as rejection in an instant, and then build a cold castle on that tiny imagined brick. The only release from the tensions we weave around nothing is to remain a creature of the heart. By giving voice to the river of feelings as they flow through and through, we can stay clear and open. In daily terms, we call this checking in with each other, though most of us reduce this to a grocery list: How are you today? Do you need any milk? Eggs? Juice? Toilet paper? Though we can help each other survive with such outer kindnesses, we help each other thrive when the checking in with each other comes from a list of inner kindnesses: How are you today? Do you need any affirmation? Clarity? Support? Understanding? When we ask these deeper questions directly, we wipe the mind clean of its misperceptions. Just as we must dust our belongings from time to time, we must wipe away what covers us when we are apart.
Mark Nepo, The Book of Awakening: Having the Life you Want by Being Present to the Life You Have
Love is not blind - it sees more, not less. But because it sees more, it is willing to see less.
Rabbi Julius Gordon
Experience is the name everyone gives to their mistakes.
Oscar Wilde
Experience is the hardest kind of teacher. It gives you the test first and the lesson afterward.
Oscar Wilde
If you feel pain, you're alive.
If you feel other people's pain, you're a human being.
Leo Tolstoy
"Who You Are"
Who you are is so much more than what you do. The essence, shining through the heart, soul, and center, the bare and bold truth of you does not lie in your to-do list. You are not just at the surface of your skin, not just the impulse to arrange the muscles of your face into a smile or a frown, not just boundless energy, or bone wearying fatigue. Delve deeper. You are divinity; the vast and open sky of spirit. It's the light of God, the ember at your core, the passion and the presence, the timeless, deathless essence of you that reaches out and touches me. Who you are transcends fear and turns suffering into liberation. Who you are is love.
Danna Faulds
Piglet noticed that even though he had a very small heart, it could hold a rather large amount of gratitude.
A. A. Milne (1882-1956), creator of Winnie the Pooh
What I say is that, if a fellow really likes potatoes, he must be a pretty decent sort of fellow.
A. A. Milne
"Merry Autumn"
It's all a farce,—these tales they tell
About the breezes sighing,
And moans astir o'er field and dell,
Because the year is dying.
Such principles are most absurd,—
I care not who first taught 'em;
There's nothing known to beast or bird
To make a solemn autumn.
In solemn times, when grief holds sway
With countenance distressing,
You'll note the more of black and gray
Will then be used in dressing.
Now purple tints are all around;
The sky is blue and mellow;
And e'en the grasses turn the ground
From modest green to yellow.
The seed burs all with laughter crack
On featherweed and jimson;
And leaves that should be dressed in black
Are all decked out in crimson.
A butterfly goes winging by;
A singing bird comes after;
And Nature, all from earth to sky,
Is bubbling o'er with laughter.
The ripples wimple on the rills,
Like sparkling little lasses;
The sunlight runs along the hills,
And laughs among the grasses.
The earth is just so full of fun
It really can't contain it;
And streams of mirth so freely run
The heavens seem to rain it.
Don't talk to me of solemn days
In autumn's time of splendor,
Because the sun shows fewer rays,
And these grow slant and slender.
Why, it's the climax of the year,—
The highest time of living!—
Till naturally its bursting cheer
Just melts into thanksgiving.
Paul Laurence Dunbar
Note: Dunbar was born on June 27, 1872 to two formerly enslaved people from Kentucky. He became one of the first influential Black poets in American literature.
That's what I consider true generosity: You give your all and yet you always feel as if it costs you nothing.
Simone de Beauvoir
You can clutch the past so tightly to your chest that it leaves your arms too full to embrace the present.
Jan Glidewell
"Red Brocade"
The Arabs used to say,
When a stranger appears at your door,
feed him for three days
before asking who he is,
where he’s come from,
where he’s headed.
That way, he’ll have strength
enough to answer.
Or, by then you’ll be
such good friends
you don’t care.
Let’s go back to that.
Rice? Pine nuts?
Here, take the red brocade pillow.
My child will serve water
to your horse.
No, I was not busy when you came!
I was not preparing to be busy.
That’s the armor everyone put on
to pretend they had a purpose
in the world.
I refuse to be claimed.
Your plate is waiting.
We will snip fresh mint
into your tea.
Naomi Shihab Nye
But listen to me. For one moment
quit being sad. Hear blessings
dropping their blossoms
around you.
Rumi
"Untamed"
I can feel everything and survive. What I thought would kill me, didn't. Every time I said to myself: I can't take this anymore — I was wrong. The truth was that I could and did take it all — and I kept surviving. Surviving again and again made me less afraid of myself, of other people, of life. I learned that I'd never be free from pain but I could be free from the fear of pain, and that was enough.
Glennon Doyle
"When Giving Is All We Have"
One river gives
Its journey to the next.
We give because someone gave to us.
We give because nobody gave to us.
We give because giving has changed us.
We give because giving could have changed us.
We have been better for it,
We have been wounded by it—
Giving has many faces: It is loud and quiet,
Big, though small, diamond in wood-nails.
Its story is old, the plot worn and the pages too,
But we read this book, anyway, over and again:
Giving is, first and every time, hand to hand,
Mine to yours, yours to mine.
You gave me blue and I gave you yellow.
Together we are simple green. You gave me
What you did not have, and I gave you
What I had to give—together, we made
Something greater from the difference.
Alberto Ríos
True heroism is remarkably sober, very undramatic. It is not the urge to surpass all others at whatever cost, but the urge to serve others, at whatever cost.
Arthur Ashe
Start where you are. Use what you have. Do what you can.
Arthur Ashe
"Move Eastward, Happy Earth"
Move eastward, happy earth, and leave
Your orange sunset waning slow;
From fringes of the faded eve,
O, happy planet, eastward go;
Till over thy dark shoulder glow
Thy silver sister-world, and rise
To glass herself in dewy eyes
That watch me from the glen below.
Ah, bear me with thee, smoothly born,
Dip forward under starry light,
And move me to my marriage-morn,
And round again to happy night.
Alfred, Lord Tennyson
Be glad of life
because it gives you the chance
to love and to work and to play
and to look up at the stars;
to be satisfied with your possessions;
to despise nothing in the world
except falsehood and meanness,
to fear nothing except cowardice;
to be governed by your admirations
rather than by your disgusts;
to covet nothing that is your neighbor's
except his kindness of heart and gentleness of manners;
to think seldom of your enemies,
often of your friends,
to spend as much time as you can,
with body and with spirit, out of doors,
these are the little guideposts on the footpath to peace.
Henry Van Dyke
"Teach me to feel another's woe, to hide the fault I see, that mercy I to others show, that mercy show to me."
Alexander Pope
"I have always found that mercy bears richer fruits than strict justice."
Abraham Lincoln
The quality of mercy is not strained.
It droppeth as the gentle rain from heaven
Upon the place beneath. It is twice blest:
It blesseth him that gives and him that takes.
'Tis mightiest in the mightiest; it becomes
The thronèd monarch better than his crown.
His scepter shows the force of temporal power,
The attribute to awe and majesty
Wherein doth sit the dread and fear of kings;
But mercy is above this sceptered sway.
It is enthronèd in the hearts of kings;
It is an attribute to God Himself;
And earthly power doth then show likest God's
When mercy seasons justice.
Portia in William Shakespeare’s The Merchant of Venice
“A human being is a part of the whole called by us universe, a part limited in time and space. He experiences himself, his thoughts and feeling as something separated from the rest, a kind of optical delusion of his consciousness. This delusion is a kind of prison for us, restricting us to our personal desires and to affection for a few persons nearest to us. Our task must be to free ourselves from this prison by widening our circle of compassion to embrace all living creatures and the whole of nature in its beauty.”
Albert Einstein
Seeking happiness outside ourselves is like waiting for sunshine in a cave that faces north.
Tibetan proverb
The Brook
I come from haunts of coot and hern,
I make a sudden sally
And sparkle out among the fern,
To bicker down a valley.
By thirty hills I hurry down,
Or slip between the ridges,
By twenty thorpes, a little town,
And half a hundred bridges.
Till last by Philip's farm I flow
To join the brimming river,
For men may come and men may go,
But I go on forever.
I chatter over stony ways,
In little sharps and trebles,
I bubble into eddying bays,
I babble on the pebbles.
With many a curve my banks I fret
By many a field and fallow,
And many a fairy foreland set
With willow-weed and mallow.
I chatter, chatter, as I flow
To join the brimming river,
For men may come and men may go,
But I go on for ever.
I wind about, and in and out,
With here a blossom sailing,
And here and there a lusty trout,
And here and there a grayling,
And here and there a foamy flake
Upon me, as I travel
With many a silvery waterbreak
Above the golden gravel,
And draw them all along, and flow
To join the brimming river
For men may come and men may go,
But I go on forever.
I steal by lawns and grassy plots,
I slide by hazel covers;
I move the sweet forget-me-nots
That grow for happy lovers.
I slip, I slide, I gloom, I glance,
Among my skimming swallows;
I make the netted sunbeam dance
Against my sandy shallows.
I murmur under moon and stars
In brambly wildernesses;
I linger by my shingly bars;
I loiter round my cresses;
And out again I curve and flow
To join the brimming river,
For men may come and men may go,
But I go on forever.
by Alfred Tennyson
“May the sun bring you new energy by day, may the moon softly restore you by night, may the rain wash away your worries, may the breeze blow new strength into your being, may you walk gently through the world and know it's beauty all the days of your life.”
Apache Blessing
Famous
The river is famous to the fish.
The loud voice is famous to silence,
which knew it would inherit the earth
before anybody said so.
The cat sleeping on the fence is famous to the birds
watching him from the birdhouse.
The tear is famous, briefly, to the cheek.
The idea you carry close to your bosom
is famous to your bosom.
The boot is famous to the earth,
more famous than the dress shoe,
which is famous only to floors.
The bent photograph is famous to the one who carries it
and not at all famous to the one who is pictured.
I want to be famous to shuffling men
who smile while crossing streets,
sticky children in grocery lines,
famous as the one who smiled back.
I want to be famous in the way a pulley is famous,
or a buttonhole, not because it did anything spectacular,
but because it never forgot what it could do.
Naomi Shihab Nye (Naomi Shihab Nye gives voice to her experience as an Arab-American through poems about heritage and peace that overflow with a humanitarian spirit)
“If ever there is tomorrow when we're not together there is something you must always remember… You are braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think. But the most important thing is, even if we're apart, I'll always be with you.”
Christopher Robin to Winnie-the-Pooh
by A. A. Milne
Do the difficult things while they are easy and do the great things while they are small. A journey of a thousand miles must begin with a single step.
Lau Tzu
Self
Once I freed myself of my duties to tasks and people and went down to the cleansing sea...
The air was like wine to my spirit,
The sky bathed my eyes with infinity,
The sun followed me, casting golden snares on the tide,
And the ocean—masses of molten surfaces, faintly gray-blue—sang to my heart...
Then I found myself, all here in the body and brain, and all there on the shore:
Content to be myself: free, and strong, and enlarged:
Then I knew the depths of myself were the depths of space.
And all living beings were of those depths (my brothers and sisters)
And that by going inward and away from duties, cities, street-cars and greetings,
I was dipping behind all surfaces, piercing cities and people,
And entering in and possessing them, more than a brother,
The surge of all life in them and in me...
So I swore I would be myself (there by the ocean)
And I swore I would cease to neglect myself, but would take myself as my mate,
Solemn marriage and deep: midnights of thought to be:
Long mornings of sacred communion, and twilights of talk,
Myself and I, long parted, clasping and married till death.”
James Oppenheim
“Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.”
Albert Camus
"Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness”
John Keats, from To Autumn
"Boundaries"
The universe does not
revolve around you.
The stars and planets spinning
through the ballroom of space
dance with one another
quite outside of your small life.
You cannot hold gravity
or seasons; even air and water
inevitably evade your grasp.
Why not, then, let go?
You could move through time
like a shark through water,
neither restless nor ceasing,
absorbed in and absorbing
the native element.
Why pretend you can do otherwise?
The world comes in at every pore,
mixes in your blood before
breath releases you into
the world again. Did you think
the fragile boundary of your skin
could build a wall?
Listen. Every molecule is humming
its particular pitch.
Of course you are a symphony.
Whose tune do you think
the planets are singing
as they dance?
Lynn Ungar
"Autumn Fires"
In the other gardens
And all up the vale,
From the autumn bonfires
See the smoke trail!
Pleasant summer over
And all the summer flowers,
The red fire blazes,
The grey smoke towers.
Sing a song of seasons!
Something bright in all!
Flowers in the summer,
Fires in the fall!
Robert Louis Stevenson
"The Brain"
The brain is wider than the sky,
For, put them side by side,
The one the other will include
With ease, and you beside.
The brain is deeper than the sea,
For, hold them, blue to blue,
The one the other will absorb,
As sponges, buckets do.
The brain is just the weight of God,
For, lift them, pound for pound,
And they will differ, if they do,
As syllable from sound.
Emily Dickinson
"So Much Happiness"
It is difficult to know what to do with so much happiness.
With sadness there is something to rub against,
a wound to tend with lotion and cloth.
When the world falls in around you, you have pieces to
pick up,
something to hold in your hands, like ticket stubs
or change.
But happiness floats.
It doesn’t need you to hold it down.
It doesn’t need anything.
Happiness lands on the roof of the next house, singing,
You are happy either way.
Even the fact that you once lived in a peaceful tree house
and now live over a quarry of noise and dust
cannot make you unhappy.
Everything has a life of its own,
it too could wake up filled with possibilities
of coffee cake and ripe peaches,
and love even the floor which needs to be swept,
the soiled linens and scratched records…
Since there is no place large enough
to contain so much happiness,
you shrug, you raise your hands, and it flows out of you
into everything you touch. You are not responsible.
You take no credit, as the night sky takes no credit
for the moon, but continues to hold it, and share it,
and in that way, be known.
Naomi Shihab Nye
“Between stimulus and response there is a space. In that space is our power to choose our response. In our response lies our growth and our freedom.”
Viktor Emil Frankl
(Austrian neurologist, psychiatrist, philosopher, author, and Holocaust survivor)
“Children have never been very good at listening to their elders, but they have never failed to imitate them.”
James Baldwin
”Shoulders”
A man crosses the street in rain,
stepping gently, looking two times north and south,
because his son is asleep on his shoulder.
No car must splash him.
No car drive too near to his shadow.
This man carries the world’s most sensitive cargo
but he’s not marked.
Nowhere does his jacket say FRAGILE,
HANDLE WITH CARE.
His ear fills up with breathing.
He hears the hum of a boy’s dream
deep inside him.
We’re not going to be able
to live in this world
if we’re not willing to do what he’s doing
with one another.
The road will only be wide.
The rain will never stop falling.
Naomi Shihab Nye
(Naomi Shihab Nye gives voice to her experience as an Arab-American through poems about heritage and peace that overflow with a humanitarian spirit)
Song for Autumn
In the deep fall
don’t you imagine the leaves think how
comfortable it will be to touch
the earth instead of the
nothingness of air and the endless
freshets of wind? And don’t you think
the trees themselves, especially those with mossy,
warm caves, begin to think
of the birds that will come — six, a dozen — to sleep
inside their bodies? And don’t you hear
the goldenrod whispering goodbye,
the everlasting being crowned with the first
tuffets of snow? The pond
vanishes, and the white field over which
the fox runs so quickly brings out
its blue shadows. And the wind pumps its
bellows. And at evening especially,
the piled firewood shifts a little,
longing to be on its way.
Mary Oliver
"Beware the barrenness of a busy life.”
Socrates
Aimless Love
This morning as I walked along the lakeshore,
I fell in love with a wren
and later in the day with a mouse
the cat had dropped under the dining room table.
In the shadows of an autumn evening,
I fell for a seamstress
still at her machine in the tailor’s window,
and later for a bowl of broth,
steam rising like smoke from a naval battle.
This is the best kind of love, I thought,
without recompense, without gifts,
or unkind words, without suspicion,
or silence on the telephone.
The love of the chestnut,
the jazz cap and one hand on the wheel.
No lust, no slam of the door—
the love of the miniature orange tree,
the clean white shirt, the hot evening shower,
the highway that cuts across Florida.
No waiting, no huffiness, or rancor—
just a twinge every now and then
for the wren who had built her nest
on a low branch overhanging the water
and for the dead mouse,
still dressed in its light brown suit.
But my heart is always propped up
in a field on its tripod,
ready for the next arrow.
After I carried the mouse by the tail
to a pile of leaves in the woods,
I found myself standing at the bathroom sink
gazing down affectionately at the soap,
so patient and soluble,
so at home in its pale green soap dish.
I could feel myself falling again
as I felt its turning in my wet hands
and caught the scent of lavender and stone.
Billy Collins
Briefly It Enters, and Briefly Speaks
I am the blossom pressed in a book,
found again after two hundred years...
I am the maker, the lover, and the keeper...
When the young girl who starves
sits down at a table
she will sit beside me...
I am food on the prisoner's plate...
I am water rushing to the wellhead,
filling the pitcher until it spills...
I am the patient gardener
of the dry and weedy garden...
I am the stone step,
the latch, and the working hinge...
I am the heart contracted by joy...
the longest hair, white
before the rest...
I am there in the basket of fruit
presented to the widow...
I am the musk rose opening
unattended, the fern on the boggy summit...
I am the one whose love
overcomes you, already with you
when you think to call my name...
Jane Kenyon
”To be great, be whole;
don't exaggerate
Or leave out any part of you,
Be complete in each thing.
Put all you are Into the least of your acts.
So too in each lake, with its lofty life,
The whole moon shines.“
Fernando Pessoa
The Lake Isle of Innisfree
I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made:
Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honeybee,
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.
And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
Dropping from the veils of morning to where the cricket sings;
There midnight’s all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow
And evening full of the linnet’s wings.
I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements gray,
I hear it in the deep heart’s core.
William Butler Yeats
Self-Observation without Judgment
Release the harsh and pointed inner
voice. it’s just a throwback to the past,
and holds no truth about this moment.
Let go of self-judgment, the old,
learned ways of beating yourself up
for each imagined inadequacy.
Allow the dialogue within the mind
to grow friendlier, and quiet. Shift
out of inner criticism and life
suddenly looks very different.
i can say this only because I make
the choice a hundred times a day
to release the voice that refuses to
acknowledge the real me.
What’s needed here isn’t more
prodding toward perfection, but
intimacy – seeing clearly, and
embracing what I see.
Love, not judgment, sows the
seeds of tranquility and change.
Danna Faulds
"Be kind whenever possible. It’s always possible.”
Dalai Lama
If I accept the sunshine and warmth, then I must also accept the thunder and lightning.
Khalil Gibran
Maharishi on the past, present and future
We cannot forego the importance of the present even if we are accepting the importance of the past. Whatever we are today, this is because we are a product of the past—we are a product of our own actions
This is important: We did something in the past and because of that we are who we are today.
At the same time. as a result of what we do today, we will be something new in the future.
So, whatever I did in the past, it’s well and gone. But whatever we are doing now is in my hands. So we must handle the present, and in handling the present the future is handled automatically.
We do this just for the simple reason that in the present we are more evolved than what we had been in the past. The present state of life is more evolved and therefore our actions in the present will be more powerful. That is why we rely more on our present actions—we rely more on the present.
Another point in this regard is: it’s well and good to think of future and think of our evolution, but we don’t try so much for evolution in the future that we lose the joy of who we are today—of our present state of consciousness. It’s very important.
There was one very wise businessman in a country, in the beginning days of the Movement who met me. He started to meditate, he felt so good and one day he gave me his theory of life. He said, “I am managing this business, and I am getting two thousand dollars for something. I am always on the lookout for a job that will bring four thousand dollars, but I don’t search so intensely for that four thousand dollar job that I lose the charm of the present two thousand."
This also is very important. We want to evolve but we don’t want to dissolve the present state for the sake of some future higher state of consciousness.
Every day is important for life. We make maximum use of today, we enjoy to the maximum every day. This is very important. Not all of life should be sacrificed for the sake of some future hope. The present is more important. Every day is important. Every moment is important.
Bapuji Says
My beloved child,
break your heart no longer.
Each time you judge yourself
you break your own heart.
You stop feeding on the love,
which is the wellspring of your vitality.
The time has come, your time
To live, to celebrate…
and to see the goodness that you are…
Let no one, no thing, no idea or ideal obstruct you
If one comes, even in the name of “Truth”,
forgive it for its unknowing
Do not fight
Let go
And breathe – into the goodness that you are.
Swami Kripalvananda
"Dawn Revisited"
Imagine you wake up
with a second chance: The blue jay
hawks his pretty wares
and the oak still stands, spreading
glorious shade. If you don’t look back,
the future never happens.
How good to rise in sunlight,
in the prodigal smell of biscuits –
eggs and sausage on the grill.
The whole sky is yours
to write on, blown open
to a blank page. Come on,
shake a leg! You’ll never know
who’s down there, frying those eggs,
if you don’t get up and see.
Rita Dove
(American poet and essayist, Pulitzer Prize winner and Poet Laureate in the nineties who received the Gold Medal in Poetry in 2021 from the American Academy of Arts and Letters – the first female African-American poet in the medal’s long history.)
"Dawn Revisited"
I sometimes forget
that I was created for Joy.
My mind is too busy.
My Heart is too heavy
for me to remember
that I have been
called to dance
the Sacred dance of life.
I was created to smile
To Love
To be lifted up
And to lift others up.
O' Sacred One
Untangle my feet
from all that ensnares.
Free my soul.
That we might
Dance
and that our dancing
might be contagious.
Hafiz
“You’ll never find a rainbow if you’re looking down.”
Charlie Chaplin
"Blessing in the Chaos"
To all that is chaotic
in you,
let there come silence.
Let there be
a calming
of the clamoring,
a stilling
of the voices that
have laid their claim
on you,
that have made their
home in you,
that go with you
even to the
holy places
but will not
let you rest,
will not let you
hear your life
with wholeness
or feel the grace
that fashioned you.
Let what distracts you
cease.
Let what divides you
cease.
Let there come an end
to what diminishes
and demeans,
and let depart
all that keeps you
in its cage.
Let there be
an opening
into the quiet
that lies beneath
the chaos,
where you find
the peace
you did not think
possible
and see what shimmers
within the storm.
Jan L. Richardson
“In truth, people can generally make time for what they choose to do; it is not really the time but the will that is wanting.”
John Lubbock
"Life is a very simple game, and in that simplicity you enjoy. Life is not for over-thinking. It is to be lived and enjoyed. And if we think too much then we complicate the heart and mind and we spoil the game."
Maharishi
"Earth Verse"
Wide enough to keep you looking
Open enough to keep you moving
Dry enough to keep you honest
Prickly enough to make you tough
Green enough to go on living
Old enough to give you dreams
Gary Snyder
(Note: Born in 1930, Gary Snyder is an American poet, essayist, lecturer, and environmental activist. He is a winner of a Pulitzer Prize for Poetry and the American Book Award.)
"Unconditional"
Willing to experience aloneness,
Turning to face my fear,
I meet the warrior who lives within;
Opening to my loss,
I gain the embrace of the universe;
Surrendering into emptiness,
I find fullness without end.
Each condition I flee from pursues me,
Each condition I welcome transforms me
And becomes itself transformed
Into its radiant jewel-like essence.
I bow to the one who has made it so,
Who has crafted this Master Game;
To play it is purest delight –
To honour its form, true devotion.
Jennifer Paine Welwood
"The Lesson of the Falling Leaves"
the leaves believe
such letting go is love
such love is faith
such faith is grace
such grace is god
i agree with the leaves
Lucille Clifton
"Halfway Down the Stairs"
Halfway down the stairs
is a stair
where i sit.
there isn't any
other stair
quite like
it.
i'm not at the bottom,
i'm not at the top;
so this is the stair
where
I always
stop.
Halfway up the stairs
Isn't up
And it isn't down.
It isn't in the nursery,
It isn't in town.
And all sorts of funny thoughts
Run round my head.
It isn't really
Anywhere!
It's somewhere else
Instead!
A.A. Milne
"We Are Of A Tribe"
We plant seeds in the ground
And dreams in the sky,
Hoping that, someday, the roots of one
Will meet the upstretched limbs of the other.
It has not happened yet.
We share the sky, all of us, the whole world:
Together, we are a tribe of eyes that look upward,
Even as we stand on uncertain ground.
The earth beneath us moves, quiet and wild,
Its boundaries shifting, its muscles wavering.
The dream of sky is indifferent to all this,
Impervious to borders, fences, reservations.
The sky is our common home, the place we all live.
There we are in the world together.
The dream of sky requires no passport.
Blue will not be fenced. Blue will not be a crime.
Look up. Stay awhile. Let your breathing slow.
Know that you always have a home here.
Alberto Ríos, Arizona’s poet laureate
"A Prayer"
I want to be ever a child
I want to feel an eternal friendship
for the raindrops, the flowers,
the insects, the snowflakes.
I want to be keenly interested in everything,
with mind and muscle ever alert,
forgetting my troubles in the next moment.
The stars and the sea, the ponds and the trees,
the birds and the animals, are my comrades.
Though my muscles may stiffen, though my skin may
wrinkle, may I never find myself yawning
at life.
Toyohiko Kagawa
When we plant a rose seed in the earth, we notice that it is small, but we do not criticize it as “rootless and stemless.” We treat it as a seed, giving it the water and nourishment required of a seed. When it first shoots up out of the earth, we don't condemn it as immature and underdeveloped; nor do we criticize the buds for not being open when they appear. We stand in wonder at the process taking place and give the plant the care it needs at each stage of its development. The rose is a rose from the time it is a seed to the time it dies. Within it, at all times, it contains its whole potential. It seems to be constantly in the process of change; yet at each state, at each moment, it is perfectly all right as it is.
Timothy Gallwey
“Therefore, the pure righteous do not complain of the dark, but increase the light; they do not complain of evil, but increase justice; they do not complain of heresy, but increase faith; they do not complain of ignorance, but increase wisdom.”
“The greater you are, the more you need to search for your self. Your deep soul hides itself from consciousness. So you need to increase aloneness, elevation of thinking, penetration of thought, liberation of mind — until finally your soul reveals itself to you, spangling a few sparkles of her lights.
Then you find bliss, transcending all humiliations or anything that happens, by attaining equanimity, by becoming one with everything that happens, by reducing yourself so extremely that you nullify your individual, imaginary form, that you nullify existence in the depth of yourself.
‘What are we?’ Then you know every spark of truth, every bolt of integrity flashing anywhere.
Then everything gathers to you, without hatred, jealousy, or rivalry. The light of peace and a fierce boldness manifest in you. The desire to act and work, the passion to create and to restore your self, the yearning for silence and for the inner shout of joy — these all band together in your spirit, and you become holy.”
Rabbi Abraham Isaac Kook
"Your book of life doesn't begin today, on Rosh Hashanah. It began when you were born. Some of the chapters were written by other people: your parents, siblings, and teachers. Parts of your book were crafted out of experiences you had because of other people's decisions: where you lived, what schools you went to, what your homes were like. But the message of Rosh HaShanah, the anniversary of the creation of the world, is that everything can be made new again, that much of your book is written every day---by the choices you make. The book is not written and sealed, you get to edit it, decide what parts you want to emphasize and remember, and maybe even which parts you want to leave behind. Shanah tovah means both a good year, and a good change. Today you can change the rest of your life. It is never too late."
Rabbi Laura Geller
Opening the Heart
At the year’s turn,
in the days between,
we step away
from what we know
into spaces
we cannot yet name.
Slowly the edges
begin to yield,
the hard places
soften,
the gate to forgiveness
opens.
Marcia Falk
Talent is nurtured in solitude; character is formed in the stormy billows of the world.
Johan Wolfgang von Goethe
What Would Happen…?
What would happen
if we removed the word ‘anxious’
and just paid attention
to these flickering sensations in the belly?
What would happen
if we took away the concept ‘lonely’
and simply became fascinated
with this heavy feeling in the heart area?
What would happen
if we deleted the labels ‘sick’
or ‘broken’ or ‘bad’
and just got curious about
the tightness in the throat
the pressure in the head
the ache in the shoulders?
What would happen
if we stopped looking for solutions
and checked to see
if there was actually a problem here?
Let’s come out of the exhausting storyline.
It’s not true. It was never true.
Commit sacred awareness to a single living moment.
Come closer to yourself, Now.
Bring warmth to the tender places.
Infuse sensation with the light of attention.
It’s never as bad
as we think.
And always,
always more alive.
Jeff Foster
The Avowal
As swimmers dare
to lie face to the sky
and water bears them,
as hawks rest upon air
and air sustains them,
so would I learn to attain
freefall, and float
into Creator Spirit’s deep embrace,
knowing no effort earns
that all-surrounding grace
Denise Levertov
Let Go (Or “Six Words of Advice”)
Let go of what has passed.
Let go of what may come.
Let go of what is happening now.
Don’t try to figure anything out.
Don’t try to make anything happen.
Relax, right now, and rest.
Tilopa, a 10th century teacher
Wind on a Hill
No one can tell me,
Nobody knows,
Where the wind comes from,
Where the wind goes.
It’s flying from somewhere
As fast as it can,
I couldn’t keep up with it,
Not if I ran.
But if I stopped holding
The string of my kite,
It would blow with the wind
For a day and a night.
And then when I found it,
Wherever it blew,
I should know that the wind
Had been going there too.
So then I could tell them
Where the wind goes . . .
But where the wind comes from
Nobody knows.
A.A. Milne
Yes
And sometimes
it all arrives at once.
The anxiety, the fear,
the voices that scratch
your confidence like
a chalkboard and somehow
all the oxygen in the room
suddenly becomes water
and you begin to wonder if
you have what it takes
to grow gills. You wonder
if you can blend in with the fish.
You wonder if you
will ever breathe again.
And the answer is
not every building that shakes
will collapse.
The answer is
not everything that chips
will crumble.
The answer is
this is temporary,
and yes, you will.
Rudy Francisco
What they call you is one thing. What you answer to is something else.
Lucille Clifton
HAPPINESS
Happiness cannot be found
through great effort and willpower,
but is already here, right now,
in relaxation and letting go.
Don’t strain yourself, there is nothing to do.
Whatever arises in the mind
has no importance at all,
because it has no reality whatsoever.
Don’t become attached to it. Don’t pass judgement.
Let the game happen on its own,
emerging and falling back – without changing anything –
and all will vanish and begin anew, without end.
Only our searching for happiness prevents us from seeing it.
It is like a rainbow which you run after without ever catching it.
Although it does not exist, it has always been there
and accompanies you every instant.
Don’t believe in the reality of good and bad experiences;
they are like rainbows.
Wanting to grasp the ungraspable you exhaust yourself in vain.
As soon as you relax this grasping,
there is space – open, inviting and comfortable.
So make use of it. Everything is already yours.
Search no more,
Don’t go into the inextricable jungle
looking for the elephant who is already quietly at home.
Nothing to do,
nothing to force,
nothing to want
and everything happens by itself.
Lama Gendun Rinpoche
NATURE IS WHAT WE SEE
"Nature" is what we see—
The Hill—the Afternoon—
Squirrel—Eclipse—the Bumble bee—
Nay—Nature is Heaven—
Nature is what we hear—
The Bobolink—the Sea—
Thunder—the Cricket—
Nay—Nature is Harmony—
Nature is what we know—
Yet have no art to say—
So impotent Our Wisdom is
To her Simplicity.
Emily Dickinson
Try to be the rainbow in someone’s cloud.
Maya Angelou
A day of worry is more exhausting than a week of work.
John Lubbock
WITNESS
Sometimes the mountain
is hidden from me in veils
of cloud, sometimes
I am hidden from the mountain
in veils of inattention, apathy, fatigue,
when I forget or refuse to go
down to the shore or a few yards
up the road, on a clear day,
to reconfirm
that witnessing presence.
Denise Levertov
Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass under trees on a summer's day, listening to the murmur of the water, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is by no means a waste of time.
John Lubbock
RECIPE OF LIFE
this is the recipe of life
said my mother
as she held me in her arms as i wept
think of those flowers you plant
in the garden each year
they will teach you
that people too
must wilt
fall
root
rise
in order to bloom
rupi kaur
Parting is such sweet sorrow that I shall say goodnight till it be morrow.
Shakespeare
(Romeo and Juliet Act II, Scene II)
Blessing The Boats
(at St. Mary’s)
may the tide
that is entering even now
the lip of our understanding
carry you out
beyond the face of fear
may you kiss
the wind then turn from it
certain that it will
love your back may you
open your eyes to water
water waving forever
and may you in your innocence
sail through this to that
Lucille Clifton
“Bring me all of your dreams,
You dreamer,
Bring me all your
Heart melodies
That I may wrap them
In a blue cloud-cloth
Away from the too-rough fingers
Of the world.”
Langston Hughes
Blessed is he who has learned to admire but not envy, to follow but not imitate, to praise but not flatter, and to lead but not manipulate.
William Arthur Ward
Look Well to This Day
Look to this day,
for it is life – the very life of life.
In its brief course lie all the verities
and realities of your existence:
the bliss of growth,
the glory of action,
the splendor of beauty.
For yesterday is already a dream
and tomorrow is only a vision;
but today, well-lived,
makes every yesterday a dream of happiness
and every tomorrow a vision of hope.
Look well, therefore, to this day.
Such is the salutation of the dawn.
By Kālidāsa who was a classical Sanskrit scholar considered to be one of ancient India's greatest poets and playwrights. He lived during the 4th and 5th centuries CE.
The Patience Of Ordinary Things
It is a kind of love, is it not?
How the cup holds the tea,
How the chair stands sturdy and foursquare,
How the floor receives the bottoms of shoes
Or toes. How soles of feet know
Where they’re supposed to be.
I’ve been thinking about the patience
Of ordinary things, how clothes
Wait respectfully in closets
And soap dries quietly in the dish,
And towels drink the wet
From the skin of the back.
And the lovely repetition of stairs.
And what is more generous than a window?
Pat Schneider
This is a poem for someone
who is juggling her life.
Be still sometimes.
Be still sometimes.
It needs repeating
over and over
to catch her attention
over and over,
as someone who is juggling her life
finds it difficult to hear.
Be still sometimes.
Be still sometimes.
Let it all fall sometimes.
Rose Cook
SHAKESPEARE
All's Well That Ends Well, 1:2
Countess of Roussillon shares this bit of simple wisdom with her son as he sets out for court far away:
"Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none."
Twelfth Night, 3:1
Olivia speaks these lines to express the joy of unexpected love, rather than that which is pined for:
"Love sought is good, but given unsought is better."
It is very strange that the years teach us patience - that the shorter our time, the greater our capacity for waiting.
Elizabeth Taylor, A Wreath of Roses
Life can only be understood backwards; but it must be lived forwards.
Soren Kierkegaard, Danish philosopher, theologian, and poet
May I have the courage today
To live the life that I would love,
To postpone my dream no longer
But do at last what I came here for
And waste my heart on fear no more.
John O'Donohue
If the only prayer you ever say In your entire life is thank you, it will be enough.
Meister Eckhart, 13th century German Christian theologian
The future belongs to those who give the next generation reason for hope.
Pierre Teilhard de Chardin (1881 – 1955), French Jesuit priest, scientist, paleontologist, theologian, philosopher and teacher.
"Your Birthday"
For my grandson
It was a day like any other,
Except, for this, you were born.
Three days later, I walked into the room
Where you were sleeping, as newborns
do, most of the time.
For entering this world is no easy task,
And the tears started flowing.
Mine, not yours.
What I mean to say is this –
The tears were like a cup overflowing.
I knew, in those moments, that love
is the answer, that it is love that heals,
That it is love that makes the broken whole.
Emily Lewis Penn
“The New City”
A man goes to a Zen master and says, “I would like to move to this city. What do you think of the people here?”
And the Zen master says, “What were the people like in your old city?”
And the man says, “They were awful, mean, spiteful.”
The Zen master says, “They are the same here. You shouldn’t move here.”
Then another person goes to the Zen master and says, “I’d like to move to your city. What do you think of the people here?”
And the Zen master says, “What were the people like in your old city?”
And the man says, “They were very nice people. Very smart. I enjoyed being around them.”
And the Zen master says, “They are the same here. You will enjoy it here.”
Each minute we spend worrying about the future and regretting the past is a minute we miss in our appointment with life—a missed opportunity to engage life and to see that each moment gives us the chance to change for the better, to experience peace and joy.
Thích Nhất Hạnh
“The Lily”
Night after night
darkness
enters the face
of the lily
which, lightly,
closes its five walls
around itself,
and its purse
of honey,
and its fragrance,
and is content
to stand there
in the garden,
not quite sleeping,
and, maybe,
saying in lily language
some small words
we can’t hear
even when there is no wind
anywhere,
its lips
are so secret,
its tongue
is so hidden –
or, maybe,
it says nothing at all
but just stands there
with the patience
of vegetables
and saints
until the whole earth has turned around
and the silver moon
becomes the golden sun –
as the lily absolutely knew it would,
which is itself, isn’t it,
the perfect prayer?
Mary Oliver
Patience is the companion of wisdom.
Saint Augustine
When you plant seeds in the garden, you don’t dig them up every day to see if they have sprouted yet. You simply water them and clear away the weeds; you know that the seeds will grow in time. Similarly, just do your daily practice and cultivate a kind heart. Abandon impatience and instead be content creating the causes for goodness; the results will come when they’re ready.
Thubten Chodron
“Help Yourself to Happiness”
Everybody everywhere seeks happiness, it’s true,
But finding it and keeping it seem difficult to do.
Difficult because we think that happiness is found
Only in the places where wealth and fame abound.
And so we go on searching in palaces of pleasure
Seeking recognition and monetary treasure,
Unaware that happiness is just a state of mind
Within the reach of everyone who takes time to be kind.
For in making others happy we will be happy, too.
For the happiness you give away returns to shine on you.
Helen Steiner Rice
We humans have lost the wisdom of genuinely resting and relaxing. We worry too much. We don't allow our bodies to heal, and we don't allow our minds and hearts to heal.
Thích Nhất Hạnh
If there is to be any peace it will come through being, not having.
Henry Miller
This is really why I made my daughters learn to garden – so they would always have a mother to love them, long after I am gone.
Robin Wall Kimmerer
All powers have two sides, the power to create and the power to destroy. We must recognize them both, but invest our gifts on the side of creation.
Robin Wall Kimmerer
"Desiderata"
Go placidly amid the noise and haste,
and remember what peace there may be in silence.
As far as possible without surrender
be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly;
and listen to others,
even the dull and the ignorant;
they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons,
they are vexations to the spirit.
If you compare yourself with others,
you may become vain and bitter;
for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans.
Keep interested in your own career, however humble;
it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs;
for the world is full of trickery.
But let this not blind you to what virtue there is;
many persons strive for high ideals;
and everywhere life is full of heroism.
Be yourself.
Especially, do not feign affection.
Neither be cynical about love;
for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment
it is as perennial as the grass.
Take kindly the counsel of the years,
gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune.
But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings.
Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline,
be gentle with yourself.
You are a child of the universe,
no less than the trees and the stars;
you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you,
no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should.
Therefore be at peace with God,
whatever you conceive Him to be,
and whatever your labors and aspirations,
in the noisy confusion of life keep peace with your soul.
With all its sham, drudgery, and broken dreams,
it is still a beautiful world.
Be cheerful.
Strive to be happy.
Max Ehrmann, Desiderata, 1952.
If the doors of perception were cleansed, everything would appear to man as it is, infinite.
William Blake
(Little known cultural fact: The ‘60s rock band, The Doors, chose the band's name after lead singer Jim Morrison read Aldous Huxley's “The Doors of Perception,” which got its title from this quote by Blake.)
A compilation of quotes from The Meditations by Marcus Aurelius:
When you arise in the morning, think of what a precious privilege it is to be alive—to breathe, to think, to enjoy, to love. … Forget everything else. Keep hold of this alone and remember it: Each of us lives only now, this brief instant. The rest has been lived already, or is impossible to see. … At dawn, when you have trouble getting out of bed, tell yourself: ‘I have to go to work. What do I have to complain of, if I’m going to do what I was born for—the things I was brought into the world to do? Or is this what I was created for? To huddle under the blankets and stay warm?’”
We are each other’s harvest; we are each other’s business; we are each other’s magnitude and bond.
Gwendolyn Brooks
(Note: Brooks won the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry in 1950, making her the first Black American to receive that prestigious honor.)
"Hokusai Says"
Hokusai says look carefully.
He says pay attention, notice.
He says keep looking, stay curious.
He says there is no end to seeing.
He says look forward to getting old.
He says keep changing,
you just get more who you really are.
He says get stuck, accept it, repeat
yourself as long as it is interesting.
He says keep doing what you love.
He says keep praying.
He says everyone of us is a child,
everyone of us is ancient,
everyone of us has a body.
He says everyone of us is frightened.
He says everyone of us has to find
a way to live with fear.
He says everything is alive–
shells, buildings, people, fish,
mountains, trees, wood is alive.
Water is alive.
Everything has its own life.
Everything lives inside us.
He says live with the world inside you.
He says it doesn’t matter if you draw,
or write books. It doesn’t matter
if you saw wood, or catch fish.
It doesn’t matter if you sit at home
and stare at the ants on your veranda
or the shadows of the trees
and grasses in your garden.
It matters that you care.
It matters that you feel.
It matters that you notice.
It matters that life lives through you.
Contentment is life living through you.
Joy is life living through you.
Satisfaction and strength
is life living through you.
He says don’t be afraid.
Don’t be afraid.
Love, feel, let life take you by the hand.
Let life live through you.
Roger Keyes
"Autobiography In Five Chapters"
1. I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I fall in.
I am lost… I am hopeless.
It isn’t my fault.
It takes forever to find a way out.
2. I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend I don’t see it.
I fall in again.
I can’t believe I’m in the same place.
But it isn’t my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.
3. I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I see it is there.
I still fall in… It’s a habit.
My eyes are open.
I know where I am.
It is my fault.
I get out immediately.
4. I walk down the same street
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I walk around it.
5. I walk down another street.
Portia Nelson
"Come from Gratitude"
To be alive in this beautiful, self-organizing universe–to participate in the dance of life with senses to perceive it, lungs that breathe it, organs that draw nourishment from it–is a wonder beyond words. Gratitude for the gift of life is the primary wellspring of all religions, the hallmark of the mystic, the source of all true art. Furthermore, it is a privilege to be alive in this time when we can choose to take part in the self-healing of our world.
Joanna Macy
"My Inner Life"
‘Tis true my garments threadbare are,
And sorry poor I seem;
But inly I am richer far
Than any poet’s dream.
For I’ve a hidden life no one
Can ever hope to see;
A sacred sanctuary none
May share with me.
Aloof I stand from out the strife,
Within my heart a song;
By virtue of my inner life
I to myself belong.
Against man-ruling I rebel,
Yet do not fear defeat,
For to my secret citadel
I may retreat.
Oh you who have an inner life
Beyond this dismal day
With wars and evil rumours rife,
Go blessedly your way.
Your refuge hold inviolate;
Unto yourself be true,
And shield serene from sordid fate
The Real You.
Robert William Service, British-Canadian poet and writer, often called "the Bard of the Yukon" and the “Canadian Rudyard Kipling.”
My mission, should I choose to accept it, is to find peace with exactly who and what I am. To take pride in my thoughts, my appearance, my talents, my flaws and to stop this incessant worrying that I can't be loved as I am.
Anais Nin
A test of a society is how it behaves towards the elderly. It is easy to love children. Even tyrants and dictators make a point of being fond of children. But the affection and care for the elderly, the incurable, the helpless are the true gold mines of a culture.
Rabbi Abraham Joshua Heschel
"Dare to Vision"
Out of this darkness a new world can arise, not to be constructed by our minds so much as to emerge from our dreams. Even though we cannot see clearly how it’s going to turn out, we are still called to let the future into our imagination. We will never be able to build what we have not first cherished in our hearts.
Joanna Rogers Macy, environmental activist, author, scholar of Buddhism, general systems theory, and deep ecologist
"I Wandered Lonely As A Cloud"
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not but be gay,
In such a jocund company:
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
William Wordsworth
All through the physical world runs that unknown content, which surely must be the stuff of our consciousness. Here is a hint of aspects deep within the world of physics, and yet unattainable by the methods of physics. And moreover, we have found that where science has progressed the farthest, the mind has but regained from nature that which the mind has put into nature. We have found a strange foot-print on the shores of the unknown. We have devised profound theories, one after another, to account for its origin. At last, we have succeeded in reconstructing the creature that made the foot-print. And Lo! It is our own!
Sir Arthur Stanley Eddington, English astronomer, physicist, and mathematician. "The Eddington Limit," the natural limit to the luminosity of stars, is named in his honor.
When I was young, I admired clever people. Now that I am old, I admire kind people.
Abraham Joshua Heschel, Polish-born American rabbi and one of the leading Jewish theologians and Jewish philosophers of the 20th century.
We shall not cease from exploration
And the end of all our exploring
Will be to arrive where we started
And know the place for the first time.
T.S. Eliot, Four Quartets
Find the good and praise it.
Betty Shabazz
"Limitless"
Sun says, “Be your own
illumination.” Wren says,
“Sing your heart out,
all day long.” Stream says,
“Do not stop for any
obstacle.” Oak says,
“When the wind blows,
bend easily, and trust
your roots to hold.”
Stars say, “What you see
is one small slice of a
single modest galaxy.
Remember that vastness
cannot be grasped by mind.”
Ant says, “Small does not
mean powerless.” Silence
says nothing. In the quiet,
everything comes clear.
I say, “Limitless.” I say,
“Yes.”
Danna Faulds
Nothing strengthens authority so much as silence.
Leonardo da Vinci
Art is never finished, only abandoned.
Leonardo da Vinci
"No Man Is an Island"
No man is an island,
Entire of itself,
Every man is a piece of the continent,
A part of the main.
If a clod be washed away by the sea,
Europe is the less.
As well as if a promontory were.
As well as if a manor of thy friend’s
Or of thine own were:
Any man’s death diminishes me,
Because I am involved in mankind,
And therefore never send to know for whom the bell tolls;
It tolls for thee.
John Donne
“The Rose Family”
The rose is a rose,
And was always a rose.
But the theory now goes
That the apple’s a rose,
And the pear is, and so’s
The plum, I suppose.
The dear only knows
What will next prove a rose.
You, of course, are a rose –
But were always a rose.
Robert Frost
Even
After
All this time
The Sun never says to the Earth,
‘You owe me.’
Look
What happens
With a love like that,
It lights the whole sky.
Hafiz
Goodbyes are only for those who love with their eyes. Because for those who love with heart and soul there is no such thing as separation.
Rumi
There’s another door in every home, wherever we are. We can go in and out of it without fear or taking extra precautions; we can travel, visit our loved ones, and meet innumerable new people. Opening it requires only the willpower to take a moment of complete silence and ask ourselves what is really important, and what isn’t. The key to this other door can be found at the crossroads of the head and the heart: if you want to find it, you will.
There is a home within each of us that is like no other, beautiful and welcoming, full of sunlight, with a blooming garden, a doorway to the world and a balcony that looks over an infinite universe. A home made up of wonder, the desire the share, love, and the certainty that this whole earthly realm is one big family.
Let’s use this obligatory stay at home to seek it out, to discover the immeasurable beauty of what we hold inside and everything that we are.
Andrea Angel Bocelli
To be rooted is perhaps the most important and least recognized need of the human soul.
Simone Weil
"The River Cannot Go Back"
It is said that before entering the sea
a river trembles with fear.
She looks back at the path she has traveled,
from the peaks of the mountains,
the long winding road crossing forests and villages.
And in front of her,
she sees an ocean so vast,
that to enter
there seems nothing more than to disappear forever.
But there is no other way.
The river cannot go back.
Nobody can go back.
To go back is impossible in existence.
The river needs to take the risk
of entering the ocean
because only then will fear disappear,
because that’s where the river will know
it’s not about disappearing into the ocean,
but of becoming the ocean.
Kahlil Gibran
The one who has entered a solitary place
Whose mind is calm and sees the way
To that one comes insight and truth
And rapturous joy transcending any other.
Dhammapada
(Note: The Dhammapada is a collection of sayings of the Buddha in verse form and one of the most widely read and best known Buddhist texts.)
There are three classes of people: those who see, those who see when they are shown, those who do not see.
Leonardo da Vinci
Pain and suffering are a kind of currency passed from hand to hand until they reach someone who receives them but does not pass them on.
Simone Weil
"The Fire"
What makes a fire burn
is space between the logs,
a breathing space.
Too much of a good thing,
too many logs
packed in too tight
can douse the flames
almost as surely
as a pail of water would.
So building fires
requires attention
to the spaces in between,
as much as to the wood.
When we are able to build
open spaces
in the same way
we have learned
to pile on the logs,
then we can come to see how
it is fuel, and absence of the fuel
together, that make fire possible
We only need to lay a log
lightly from time to time.
A fire
grows
simply because the space is there,
with openings
in which the flame
that knows just how it wants to burn
can find its way.
Judy Brown
If there is light in the soul,
there will be beauty in the person.
If there is beauty in the person,
there will be harmony in the house.
If there is harmony in the house,
there will be order in the nation.
If there is order in the nation,
there will be peace in the world.
Chinese Proverb
People try to get away from it all—to the country, to the beach, to the mountains. I always wish that I could too. Which is idiotic: you can get away from it anytime you like.
By going within.
Nowhere you can go is more peaceful—more free of interruptions—than your own soul. … An instant’s recollection and there it is: complete tranquility. And by tranquility I mean a kind of harmony.
So keep getting away from it all—like that. Renew yourself. But keep it brief and basic. A quick visit should be enough to ward off all anxiety and send you back ready to face what awaits you.
Marcus Aurelius, Roman emperor from 161 to 180 AD and a Stoic philosopher. He was the last of the rulers known as the Five Good Emperors, and the last emperor of the Pax Romana, an age of relative peace and stability for the Roman Empire.
All meditation where the intellect works, fatigues the body. There are other meditations… which are restful, full of peace for the intellect, without labor for the interior faculties of the soul, and which are performed without either physical or interior effort. I had experienced such extreme satisfaction since beginning to make use of this method of meditation that I did not think it possible to experience gentler or more innocent joys in life.
Renee Descartes, French philosopher, mathematician, and scientist who invented analytical geometry, linking the previously separate fields of geometry and algebra.
Let difficulty transform you
And it will. In my experience,
We just need help in learning
how not to run away.
Pema Chodron
“While you live, shine
Have no grief at all
Life exists only for a short while
And time demands its toll.”
Seikilos Epitaph
(Note: Lyrics to a Greek song from the first century A.D.)
Great spirits have always encountered violent opposition from mediocre minds. The mediocre mind is incapable of understanding the man who refuses to bow blindly to conventional prejudices and chooses instead to express his opinions courageously and honestly.
Albert Einstein
Everyone has some good and some bad in them and, if we admire them for the good that they have, then we have seen the good first. When we see good in a person we receive the reflection of the good. If, on the other hand, one tries to see bad in someone, one receives the reflection of the bad which pollutes one’s own mind and heart.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi, Science of Being and Art of Living
Tenderness and kindness are not signs of weakness and despair, but manifestations of strength and resolution.
Khalil Gibran
Adopt the pace of nature. Her secret is patience.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Heaven is under our feet as well as over our heads.
Henry David Thoreau
Love takes off the masks we fear we cannot live without and know we cannot live within.
James Baldwin
Not everything that is faced can be changed. But nothing can be changed until it is faced.
James Baldwin
We must not wish for the disappearance of our troubles but for the grace to transform them.
Simone Weil
To be rooted is perhaps the most important and least recognized need of the human soul.
Simone Weil
"The Sparrow"
A little bird, with plumage brown,
Beside my window flutters down,
A moment chirps its little strain,
Then taps upon my window-pane,
And chirps again, and hops along,
To call my notice to its song;
But I work on, nor heed its lay,
Till, in neglect, it flies away.
Paul Laurence Dunbar
Rivers do not drink their own water;
trees do not eat their own fruit;
the sun does not shine on itself
and flowers do not spread their fragrance for themselves.
Living for others is a rule of nature.
We are all born to help each other.
No matter how difficult it is. . . .
Life is good when you are happy;
but much better when others are happy because of you.
Sanskrit proverb
May I have the courage today
To live the life that I would love,
To postpone my dream no longer
But do at last what I came here for
And waste my heart on fear no more.
John O'Donohue
The intuitive mind is a sacred gift and the rational mind is a faithful servant.
Albert Einstein
All great achievements of science must start from intuitive knowledge.
Albert Einstein
Intuition is a very powerful thing—more powerful than intellect.
Steve Jobs
Just keep in mind: the more we value things outside of our control, the less control we have.
Epictetus
Attention is the rarest and purest form of generosity.
Simone Weil
"Fireflies in the Garden"
Here come real stars to fill the upper skies,
And here on earth come emulating flies,
That though they never equal stars in size,
(And they were never really stars at heart)
Achieve at times a very star-like start.
Only, of course, they can't sustain the part.
Robert Frost
Hearing is not knowing;
Knowing is not understanding;
Understanding is not believing;
Believing is not doing.
Dr. Mohan Singh
"Life"
Life, believe, is not a dream
So dark as sages say;
Oft a little morning rain
Foretells a pleasant day.
Sometimes there are clouds of gloom,
But these are transient all;
If the shower will make the roses bloom,
O why lament its fall?
Charlotte Brontë
If you don't know where you are going, then any road will do.
Tibetan Proverb
Vision without action is a daydream. Action without vision is a nightmare.
Japanese Proverb
Appreciation is a wonderful thing. It makes what is excellent in others belong to us as well.
Voltaire
"Primary Wonder"
Days pass when I forget the mystery.
Problems insoluble and problems offering
their own ignored solutions
jostle for my attention, they crowd its antechamber
along with a host of diversions, my courtiers, wearing
their colored clothes; cap and bells.
And then
once more the quiet mystery
is present to me, the throng’s clamor
recedes: the mystery
that there is anything, anything at all,
let alone cosmos, joy, memory, everything,
rather than void: and that, O Lord,
Creator, Hallowed One, You still,
hour by hour sustain it.
Denise Levertov
Don't let yesterday use up too much of today.
Native American Proverb
There is no right way to do the wrong thing.
Turkish Proverb
Do not base your life on the likings and dislikings or whims of others. What you are in life – whether you enjoy or suffer – it is your own responsibility. Be regular in your meditation and do not postpone for a later date your striving for developing your full creative potential—your enlightenment.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
If I accept the sunshine and warmth, then I must also accept the thunder and lightning.
Khalil Gibran
As swimmers dare
to lie face to the sky
and water bears them,
as hawks rest upon air
and air sustains them,
so would I learn to attain
freefall, and float
into Creator Spirit’s deep embrace,
knowing no effort earns
that all-surrounding grace.
Denise Levertov
When I Am Among the Trees
When I am among the trees,
especially the willows and the honey locust,
equally the beech, the oaks and the pines,
they give off such hints of gladness.
I would almost say that they save me, and daily.
I am so distant from the hope of myself,
in which I have goodness, and discernment,
and never hurry through the world
but walk slowly, and bow often.
Around me the trees stir in their leaves
and call out, “Stay awhile.”
The light flows from their branches.
And they call again, “It’s simple,” they say,
“and you too have come
into the world to do this, to go easy, to be filled
with light, and to shine.”
Mary Oliver
Life should be a festival of disruptions.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
GOLDEN SLUMBERS
Note: Memorably used by The Beatles as the lyrics for their song of the same name on the Abbey Road LP, "Golden Slumbers" is a lullaby from Thomas Dekker’s 1603 play Patient Grissel, written with Henry Chettle and William Haughton. This is one of the most soothing short Renaissance poems – and perhaps the best-known Renaissance lullaby, or "cradle song," out there.
"Golden Slumbers"
"Golden slumbers kiss your eyes,
Smiles awake you when you rise.
Sleep, pretty wantons; do not cry,
And I will sing a lullaby:
Rock them, rock them, lullaby.
"Care is heavy, therefore sleep you;
You are care, and care must keep you;
Sleep, pretty wantons; do not cry,
And I will sing a lullaby:
Rock them, rock them, lullaby."
Thomas Dekker
Paul McCartney’s version:
Golden slumbers fill your eyes
Smiles await you when you rise
Sleep pretty darling, do not cry
And I will sing a lullaby
See the job. Do the job. Stay out of the misery.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
Undisturbed calmness of mind is attained by cultivating friendliness toward the happy, compassion for the unhappy, delight in the virtuous, and indifference toward the wicked.
Patanjali, The Yoga Sutras of Patanjali
My mission, should I choose to accept it, is to find peace with exactly who and what I am. To take pride in my thoughts, my appearance, my talents, my flaws and to stop this incessant worrying that I can’t be loved as I am.
Anais Nin
You cannot save people. You can only love them.
Anais Nin
The purpose of religion should not only be to indicate what is right and
what is wrong, but its purpose should be to elevate man to a state of life
so that he will only go for that which is right and by nature will not go
for that which is wrong. The true spirit of religion is lacking when it
counts only what is right and wrong and creates fear of punishment and
hell and the fear of God in the mind of man. The purpose of religion
should be to take away all fear from man. It should not seek to achieve
its purpose through instilling fear of the Almighty in the mind.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
Allah understands our prayers even when we can’t find the words to say Them.
Muslim Proverb
Serving your parents in their old age is as good as opening the doors of Paradise, so don’t miss out.
Muslim Proverb
Practicing Islam beautifies once character. if it’s making you intolerable, impatient and grumpy then you’re doing it wrong.
Muslim Proverb
"I Didn't Go To Church Today"
I didn't go to church today,
I trust the Lord to understand.
The surf was swirling blue and white,
The children swirling on the sand.
He knows, He knows how brief my stay,
How brief this spell of summer weather,
He knows when I am said and done
We'll have plenty of time together
Ogden Nash
"A Word To Husbands"
To keep your marriage brimming
With love in the loving cup,
Whenever you're wrong, admit it;
Whenever you're right, shut up.
Ogden Nash
"Listen To The MUSTN'TS"
Listen to the MUSTN'TS, child,
Listen to the DON'TS
Listen to the SHOULDN'TS
The IMPOSSIBLES, the WONT'S
Listen to the NEVER HAVES
Then listen close to me-
Anything can happen, child,
ANYTHING can be
Shel Silverstein
"Temporary and Permanent"
Most people in your life were only meant for dreams, and summer laughter. They stay till the wind changes, the tides turn, or disappear with the first snow. And then there are some that were forged to weather blizzards and pain with you. They were cast in iron, set in gold and never ever leave you to face anything alone. Know who those people are. And love them the way they deserve. Not everyone in your life is temporary. A few are as permanent as love is old.
Nikita Gill
“Self-Observation Without Judgement”
Release the harsh and pointed inner
voice. it's just a throwback to the past,
and holds no truth about this moment.
Let go of self-judgment, the old,
learned ways of beating yourself up
for each imagined inadequacy.
Allow the dialogue within the mind
to grow friendlier, and quiet. Shift
out of inner criticism and life
suddenly looks very different.
i can say this only because I make
the choice a hundred times a day to release the voice that refuses to
acknowledge the real me.
What's needed here isn't more prodding toward perfection, but
intimacy - seeing clearly, and
embracing what I see.
Love, not judgment, sows the
seeds of tranquility and change.
Danna Faulds
“On Aging”
When you see me sitting quietly,
Like a sack left on the shelf,
Don’t think I need your chattering.
I’m listening to myself.
Hold! Stop! Don’t pity me!
Hold! Stop your sympathy!
Understanding if you got it,
Otherwise I’ll do without it!
When my bones are stiff and aching,
And my feet won’t climb the stair,
I will only ask one favor:
Don’t bring me no rocking chair.
When you see me walking, stumbling,
Don’t study and get it wrong.
‘Cause tired don’t mean lazy
And every goodbye ain’t gone.
I’m the same person I was back then,
A little less hair, a little less chin,
A lot less lungs and much less wind.
But ain’t I lucky I can still breathe in.
Maya Angelou
“Apples”
Behold the apples’ rounded worlds:
juice-green of July rain,
the black polestar of flowers,
the rind mapped with its crimson stain.
The russet, crab and cottage red
burn to the sun’s hot brass,
then drop like sweat from every branch
and bubble in the grass.
They lie as wanton as they fall,
and where they fall and break,
the stallion clamps his crunching jaws,
the starling stabs his beak.
In each plump gourd the cidery bite
of boys’ teeth tears the skin;
the waltzing wasp consumes his share,
the bent worm enters in.
I, with as easy hunger, take
entire my season’s dole;
welcome the ripe, the sweet, the sour,
the hollow and the whole.
Laurie Lee
Stand up to the fury
Let the torrents rage
Keep things moving forward
Stand firm and turn the page
It’s just part of the story
A challenge to be won
A dragon for the slaying
So as to meet the morning sun
Tomorrow brings another
And more each passing day
It’s about how we get through it
It’s how we find a way
This strength reveals resilience
To deal with what lies in store
Facing each day’s challenge
And coming back for more
Robert Longley
"If you retaliate against the one who committed a wrong, you lower yourself to the level of the wrong. Rather, let the wrong be just a drop in the ocean of your virtue."
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
“Happiness radiates like the fragrance from a flower and draws all good things towards you.”
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
“For A New Beginning”
In out of the way places of the heart
Where your thoughts never think to wander
This beginning has been quietly forming
Waiting until you were ready to emerge.
For a long time it has watched your desire
Feeling the emptiness grow inside you
Noticing how you willed yourself on
Still unable to leave what you had outgrown.
It watched you play with the seduction of safety
And the grey promises that sameness whispered
Heard the waves of turmoil rise and relent
Wondered would you always live like this.
Then the delight, when your courage kindled,
And out you stepped onto new ground,
Your eyes young again with energy and dream
A path of plenitude opening before you.
Though your destination is not clear
You can trust the promise of this opening;
Unfurl yourself into the grace of beginning
That is one with your life’s desire.
Awaken your spirit to adventure
Hold nothing back, learn to find ease in risk
Soon you will be home in a new rhythm
For your soul senses the world that awaits you.
John O’Donohue
“The Swing”
How do you like to go up in a swing, Up in the air so blue? Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing Ever a child can do! Up in the air and over the wall, Till I can see so wide, River and trees and cattle and all Over the countryside— Till I look down on the garden green, Down on the roof so brown— Up in the air I go flying again, Up in the air and down!
Robert Lewis Stevenson
Doubt, disappointment, and rejection.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi on what causes the deepest stress in a person. He then added that transcending to your innermost Self is the simplest, most powerful and effective way to heal the stress.
Whoever answers before listening is both foolish and shameful.
Proverbs 18:13
If speaking is silver, then listening is gold.
Turkish Proverb
There is a voice that doesn’t use words. Listen.
Rumi
Tenderness and kindness are not signs of weakness and despair, but manifestations of strength and resolution.
Khalil Gibran
All action should be to nourish the fine feeling developed in your meditation. That is why we say ‘speak the truth’ but see that you are speaking delicately. Do not speak non-truth and do not speak in a non-sweet way. The whole effect of activity is to enrich the feeling of the other. Be as delicate as possible. If communication accomplishes something on the gross but damages something on the level of feeling then it is a spiritual loss! The feeling is more important for life. Nourishment of the feeling level is the basis for growth of the holistic spiritual value. Delicate behavior on the surface should be such as to nourish, uphold and enhance the inner Transcendental value where feelings merge into a common source. Do not oppose. Opposition is dangerous to immortality.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
"Old Friends"
I do not say new friends are not considerate and true,
Or that their smiles ain't genuine, but still I'm tellin' you
That when a feller's heart is crushed and achin' with the pain,
And teardrops come a-splashin' down his cheeks like summer rain,
Becoz his grief an' loneliness are more than he can bear,
Somehow it's only old friends, then, that really seem to care.
The friends who've stuck through thick an' thin, who've known you, good an' bad,
Your faults an' virtues, an' have seen the struggles you have had,
When they come to you gentle-like an' take your hand an' say:
'Cheer up! we're with you still,' it counts, for that's the old friends' way.
The new friends may be fond of you for what you are today;
They've only known you rich, perhaps, an' only seen you gay;
You can't tell what's attracted them; your station may appeal;
Perhaps they smile on you because you're doin' something real;
But old friends who have seen you fail, an' also seen you win,
Who've loved you either up or down, stuck to you, thick or thin,
Who knew you as a budding youth, an' watched you start to climb,
Through weal an' woe, still friends of yours an' constant all the time,
When trouble comes an' things go wrong, I don't care what you say,
They are the friends you'll turn to, for you want the old friends' way.
The new friends may be richer, an' more stylish, too, but when
Your heart is achin' an' you think your sun won't shine again,
It's not the riches of new friends you want, it's not their style,
It's not the airs of grandeur then, it's just the old friend's smile,
The old hand that has helped before, stretched out once more to you,
The old words ringin' in your ears, so sweet an', Oh, so true!
The tenderness of folks who know just what your sorrow means,
These are the things on which, somehow, your spirit always leans.
When grief is poundin' at your breast — the new friends disappear
An' to the old ones tried an' true, you turn for aid an' cheer.
Edgar Albert Guest (20 August 1881 – 5 August 1959), British-born American poet who became known as the People's Poet.
If we are strong and stable, we can set our sail with any wind in the world that comes along. We make up our own direction. If we are not strong, we are like a leaf in the wind and the world’s winds will take us where they wish, not where we wish. So we meditate, every day, regularly, and gain Transcendental Being in our everyday life and then we are strong. This inner Being is the wind resister and the sail-setter.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
You cannot do kindness too soon because you never know how soon it will be too late.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Be kind whenever it’s possible.
It’s always possible.
Dalai Lama
“Bed in Summer”
In winter I get up at night
And dress by yellow candle-light.
In summer, quite the other way,
I have to go to bed by day.
I have to go to bed and see
The birds still hopping on the tree,
Or hear the grown-up people's feet
Still going past me in the street.
And does it not seem hard to you,
When all the sky is clear and blue,
And I should like so much to play,
To have to go to bed by day?
Robert Lewis Stevenson
“Song of Myself, 4”
Trippers and askers surround me,
People I meet, the effect upon me of my early life or the ward and city I live in, or the nation,
The latest dates, discoveries, inventions, societies, authors old and new,
My dinner, dress, associates, looks, compliments, dues,
The real or fancied indifference of some man or woman I love,
The sickness of one of my folks or of myself or ill-doing or loss or lack of money, or depressions or exaltations,
Battles, the horrors of fratricidal war, the fever of doubtful news, the fitful events;
These come to me days and nights and go from me again,
But they are not the Me myself.
Apart from the pulling and hauling stands what I am,
Stands amused, complacent, compassionating, idle, unitary,
Looks down, is erect, or bends an arm on an impalpable certain rest,
Looking with side-curved head curious what will come next,
Both in and out of the game and watching and wondering at it.
Backward I see in my own days where I sweated through fog with linguists and contenders,
I have no mockings or arguments, I witness and wait.
Walt Whitman (1819-1892). Whitman is the author of Leaves of Grass and, along with Emily Dickinson, is considered one of the architects of a uniquely American poetic voice.
“Remember”
Remember the sky that you were born under,
know each of the star's stories.
Remember the moon, know who she is.
Remember the sun's birth at dawn, that is the
strongest point of time. Remember sundown
and the giving away to night.
Remember your birth, how your mother struggled
to give you form and breath. You are evidence of
her life, and her mother's, and hers.
Remember your father. He is your life, also.
Remember the earth whose skin you are:
red earth, black earth, yellow earth, white earth
brown earth, we are earth.
Remember the plants, trees, animal life who all have their
tribes, their families, their histories, too. Talk to them,
listen to them. They are alive poems.
Remember the wind. Remember her voice. She knows the
origin of this universe.
Remember you are all people and all people
are you.
Remember you are this universe and this
universe is you.
Remember all is in motion, is growing, is you.
Remember language comes from this.
Remember the dance language is, that life is.
Remember.
Joy Harjo
(Note: Joy Harjo was appointed the new United States poet laureate in 2019. Born in Tulsa, Oklahoma, in 1951, Harjo is a member of the Mvskoke/Creek Nation. She is the author of several books of poetry, including An American Sunrise, which is forthcoming from W. W. Norton in 2019, and Conflict Resolution for Holy Beings (W. W. Norton, 2015). She is a current Chancellor of the Academy of American Poets and lives in Tulsa, Oklahoma.)
“Trees”
I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.
A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast;
A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;
A tree that may in summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;
Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.
Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.
Joyce Kilmer
Those who dwell among the beauties and mysteries of the earth are never alone or weary of life. Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts. The more clearly we can focus our attention on the wonders and realities of the universe, the less taste we shall have for destruction.
Rachel Carso
If I had influence with the good fairy …. I should ask that her gift to each child in the world would be a sense of wonder so indestructible that it would last throughout life.
Rachel Carson, American marine biologist, author, and conservationist whose influential book "Silent Spring" and other writings are credited with advancing the global environmental movement.
“How Many, How Much?”
How many slams in an old screen door?
Depends how loud you shut it.
How many slices in a bread?
Depends how thin you cut it.
How much good inside a day?
Depends how good you live ’em.
How much love inside a friend?
Depends how much you give ’em.
Shel Silverstein
“Friendship”
I’ve discovered a way to stay friends forever—
There’s really nothing to it.
I simply tell you what to do
And you do it!!
Shel Silverstein
(Note: Shel Silverstein is the king of children’s poetry. His works, which were often accompanied by his creative illustrations, have been translated into 30 different languages and have sold 20 million copies.)
“A Time To Talk”
When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don't stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven't hoed,
And shout from where I am, 'What is it?'
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit
Robert Frost
There is one friend in the life of each of us who seems not a separate person, however dear and beloved, but an expansion, an interpretation, of one's self, the very meaning of one's soul.
Edith Wharton
“Blossoms”
From blossoms comes
this brown paper bag of peaches
we bought from the boy
at the bend in the road
where we turned toward
signs painted Peaches.
From laden boughs, from hands,
from sweet fellowship in the bins,
comes nectar at the roadside, succulent
peaches we devour, dusty skin and all,
comes the familiar dust of summer, dust we eat.
O, to take what we love inside, to carry within us an orchard,
to eat
not only the skin, but the shade,
not only the sugar, but the days, to hold
the fruit in our hands, adore it, then bite into
the round jubilance of peach.
There are days we live
as if death were nowhere in the background; from joy
to joy to joy, from wing to wing,
from blossom to blossom to impossible blossom,
to sweet impossible blossom.
Li-Young Lee
“A Simple Prayer for Remembering the Motherlode”
We do not become healers.
We came as healers. We are.
Some of us are still catching up to what we are.
We do not become storytellers.
We came as carriers of the stories
we and our ancestors actually lived. We are.
Some of us are still catching up to what we are.
We do not become artists. We came as artists. We are.
Some of us are still catching up to what we are.
We do not become writers.. dancers.. musicians.. helpers.. peacemakers. We came as such. We are.
Some of us are still catching up to what we are.
We do not learn to love in this sense.
We came as Love. We are Love.
Some of us are still catching up to who we truly are.
Clarissa Pinkola Estes, The Contemplari
(Note: Clarissa is a first-generation American writer and Jungian psychoanalyst. She is the author of Women Who Run with the Wolves, which remained on the New York Times bestseller list for 145 weeks and has sold over two million copies.)
"For One Who Is Exhausted, A Blessing"
When the rhythm of the heart becomes hectic,
Time takes on the strain until it breaks;
Then all the unattended stress falls in
On the mind like an endless, increasing weight.
The light in the mind becomes dim.
Things you could take in your stride before
Now become laborsome events of will.
Weariness invades your spirit.
Gravity begins falling inside you,
Dragging down every bone.
The tide you never valued has gone out.
And you are marooned on unsure ground.
Something within you has closed down;
And you cannot push yourself back to life.
You have been forced to enter empty time.
The desire that drove you has relinquished.
There is nothing else to do now but rest
And patiently learn to receive the self
You have forsaken in the race of days.
At first your thinking will darken
And sadness take over like listless weather.
The flow of unwept tears will frighten you.
You have traveled too fast over false ground;
Now your soul has come to take you back.
Take refuge in your senses, open up
To all the small miracles you rushed through.
Become inclined to watch the way of rain
When it falls slow and free.
Imitate the habit of twilight,
Taking time to open the well of color
That fostered the brightness of day.
Draw alongside the silence of stone
Until its calmness can claim you.
Be excessively gentle with yourself.
Stay clear of those vexed in spirit.
Learn to linger around someone of ease
Who feels they have all the time in the world.
Gradually, you will return to yourself,
Having learned a new respect for your heart
And the joy that dwells far within slow time.
John O'Donohue
I can be changed by what happens to me. But I refuse to be reduced by it.
Maya Angelou
“A Prayer Among Friends”
Among other wonders of our lives, we are alive
with one another, we walk here
in the light of this unlikely world
that isn't ours for long.
May we spend generously
the time we are given.
May we enact our responsibilities
as thoroughly as we enjoy
our pleasures. May we see with clarity,
may we seek a vision
that serves all beings, may we honor
the mystery surpassing our sight,
and may we hold in our hands
the gift of good work
and bear it forth whole, as we
were borne forth by a power we praise
to this one Earth, this homeland of all we love.
John Daniel
The way you treat your dog in this life determines your place in Heaven.
Ancient Arctic Chukchi Proverb
“Never Go Back On A Friend!”
In the pathway of life,
Mid its trials and strife,
There's a motto to you I commend:
In life's ups and its downs,
In its crosses or crowns,
You must never go back on a friend!
Thou your friends may be few,
Let them feel that in you
And your word they can ever depend;
To preserve your good name
From contumely and shame
You must scorn to go back on a friend!
There are times when you can't
Keep engagements you want;
Don't neglect explanations to send;
Just as true as you live,
They will freely forgive
And not say you went back on a friend!
Should a friend be in need
Of advice or kind deed,
Don't begrudge him your comfort to lend;
He will bless you at last,
When his troubles are past
In adversity stand by your friend!
Thou the seas ebb and flow,
Let your friends ever know,
You are faithful and true to the end;
Should misfortune betide,
They will stand by your side,
For YOU never went back on a friend!
John Imrie (1846-1902), Canadian poet
"On Pleasure"
And now you ask in your heart,
"How shall we distinguish that which is good in pleasure from that which is not good?"
Go to your fields and your gardens, and you shall learn that it is the pleasure of the bee to gather honey of the flower,
But it is also the pleasure of the flower to yield its honey to the bee.
For to the bee a flower is a fountain of life,
And to the flower a bee is a messenger of love,
And to both, bee and flower, the giving and the receiving of pleasure is a need and an ecstasy.
People of Orphalese, be in your pleasures like the flowers and the bees.
Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet
The only Zen you can find on the tops of mountains is the Zen you bring up there.
Robert M. Pirsig, Author of Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance: An Inquiry into Values
The Brain — is wider than the Sky —
For — put them side by side —
The one the other will contain
With ease — and You — beside —
The Brain is deeper than the sea —
For — hold them — Blue to Blue —
The one the other will absorb —
As Sponges — Buckets — do —
The Brain is just the weight of God —
For — Heft them — Pound for Pound —
And they will differ — if they do —
As Syllable from Sound —
Emily Dickinson
“On Waking”
I give thanks for arriving
Safely in a new dawn,
For the gift of eyes
To see the world,
The gift of mind
To feel at home
In my life.
The waves of possibility
Breaking on the shore of dawn,
The harvest of the past
That awaits my hunger,
And all the furtherings
This new day will bring.
John O’Donohue
"Important"
We hurry through the so-called boring things
in order to attend to that which we deem
more important, interesting.
Perhaps the final freedom will be a recognition that
everything in every moment is "essential"
and that nothing at all is "important."
Helen M. Luke
“Best Season of Your Life”
Ten thousand flowers in spring, the moon in autumn,
a cool breeze in summer, snow in winter.
If your mind isn’t clouded by unnecessary things,
this is the best season of your life.
Wu Men
There is nothing in a caterpillar that tells you it's going to be a butterfly.
R. Buckminster Fuller
We delight in the beauty of the butterfly, but rarely admit the changes it has gone through to achieve that beauty.
Maya Angelou
We are like butterflies who flutter for a day and think it is forever.
Carl Sagan
Those who love you are not fooled by mistakes you have made or dark images you hold about yourself. They remember your beauty when you feel ugly; your wholeness when you are broken; your innocence when you feel guilty; and your purpose when you are confused.
Alan Cohen
“Unglove”
We waste so much energy trying to cover up who we are when beneath every attitude is the want to be loved, and beneath every anger is a wound to be healed and beneath every sadness is the fear that there will not be enough time.
When we hesitate in being direct, we unknowingly slip something on, some added layer of protection that keeps us from feeling the world, and often that thin covering is the beginning of a loneliness which, if not put down, diminishes our chances of joy.
It’s like wearing gloves every time we touch something, and then, forgetting we chose to put them on, we complain that nothing feels quite real. Our challenge each day is not to get dressed to face the world but to unglove ourselves so that the doorknob feels cold and the car handle feels wet and the kiss goodbye feels like the lips of another being, soft and unrepeatable.
Mark Nepo
I have only to break into the tightness of a strawberry, and I see summer — its dust and lowering skies.
Toni Morrison
“Why I Wake Early”
Hello, sun in my face.
Hello, you who make the morning
and spread it over the fields
and into the faces of the tulips
and the nodding morning glories,
and into the windows of, even, the
miserable and crotchety–
best preacher that ever was,
dear star, that just happens
to be where you are in the universe
to keep us from ever-darkness,
to ease us with warm touching,
to hold us in the great hands of light–
good morning, good morning, good morning.
Watch, now, how I start the day
in happiness, in kindness.
Mary Oliver
“I’ll Meet You There”
Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing
there is a field. I will meet you there.
When the soul lies down in that grass,
the world is too full to talk about.
Ideas, language, even the phrase each other
doesn’t make any sense.
Rumi
It is easier to build strong children than to repair broken men.
Frederick Douglas
Start children off on the way they should go, and even when they are old they will not turn from it.
Proverbs 22:6
Love bears all things, believes all things, hopes all things, endures all things.
1 Corinthians 13:7
When a father gives to his son, both laugh; when a son gives to his father, both cry.
Jewish Proverb
The righteous man walks in his integrity; His children are blessed after him.
Proverbs 20:7
“Ring The Bells”
Ring the bells that can still ring.
Forget your perfect offering.
There is a crack in everything.
That’s how the light gets in.
Leonard Cohen
“Two Wolves”
An old Cherokee chief was teaching his grandson about life...
"A fight is going on inside me," he said to the boy.
"It is a terrible fight and it is between two wolves.
“One wolf is evil - he is anger, envy, sorrow, regret, greed, arrogance, self-pity, guilt, resentment, inferiority, lies, false pride, superiority, self-doubt, and ego.
"The other wolf is good - he is joy, peace, love, hope, serenity, humility, kindness, benevolence, empathy, generosity, truth, compassion, and faith.
"This same fight is going on inside you,” the chief told his grandson, "and inside every other person, too."
The grandson thought about it for a minute and then asked his grandfather:
"Which wolf will win?"
The old chief simply replied,
"The one you feed."
Cherokee Parable
“Small Kindnesses”
I’ve been thinking about the way, when you walk
down a crowded aisle, people pull in their legs
to let you by. Or how strangers still say “bless you”
when someone sneezes, a leftover
from the Bubonic plague. “Don’t die,” we are saying.
And sometimes, when you spill lemons
from your grocery bag, someone else will help you
pick them up. Mostly, we don’t want to harm each other.
We want to be handed our cup of coffee hot,
and to say thank you to the person handing it. To smile
at them and for them to smile back. For the waitress
to call us honey when she sets down the bowl of clam chowder,
and for the driver in the red pick-up truck to let us pass.
We have so little of each other, now. So far
from tribe and fire. Only these brief moments of exchange.
What if they are the true dwelling of the holy, these
fleeting temples we make together when we say, “Here,
have my seat,” “Go ahead — you first,” “I like your hat.”
Danusha Laméris
As I grow older, much older, I will experience many things, and I will hit rock bottom. Again and again I will suffer; again and again I will get back on my feet. I will not be defeated. I won't let my spirit be destroyed.
Banana Yoshimoto (her original name was Yoshimoto Mahako)
“Absolute”
The summer I was ten a teenager
named Kim butterflied my hair. Cornrows
curling into braids
behind each ear.
Everybody’s wearing this style now, Kim said.
Who could try to tell me
I wasn’t beautiful. The magic
in something as once ordinary
as hair that for too long
had not been good enough
now winged and amazing
now connected
to a long line of crowns.
Now connected
to a long line of girls
moving through Brooklyn with our heads
held so high, our necks ached. You must
know this too – that feeling
of being so much more than
you once believed yourself to be
so much more than your
too-skinny arms
and too-big feet and
too-long fingers and
too-thick and stubborn hair
All of us now
suddenly seen
the trick mirror that had us believe
we weren’t truly beautiful
suddenly shifts
and there we are
and there we are
and there we are again
and Oh! How could we not have seen
ourselves before? So much more
We are so much more.
Jacqueline Woodson
“Unconditional”
Willing to experience aloneness,
I discover connection everywhere;
Turning to face my fear,
I meet the warrior who lives within;
Opening to my loss,
I gain the embrace of the universe;
Surrendering into emptiness,
I find fullness without end.
Each condition I flee from pursues me,
Each condition I welcome transforms me
And becomes itself transformed
Into its radiant jewel-like essence.
I bow to the one who has made it so,
Who has crafted this Master Game;
To play it is purest delight;
To honor its form – true devotion.
Jennifer Welwood
Be loving. And if you don't feel loving, be kind. Kindness is simply love in her daily clothes.
Alexandra K. Trenfor
You will never reach your destination if you stop to throw stones at every dog that barks.
Winston Churchill
From the standpoint of daily life, however, there is one thing we do know: that we are here for the sake of each other – above all for those upon whose smile and well-being our own happiness depends, and also for the countless unknown souls with whose fate we are connected by a bond of sympathy. Many times a day I realize how much my own outer and inner life is built upon the labors of my fellow men [and women], both living and dead, and how earnestly I must exert myself in order to give in return as much as I have received.
Albert Einstein
Goodbyes are only for those who love with their eyes. Because for those who love with heart and soul there is no such thing as separation.
Rumi
Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it.
Rumi
“The Guest House”
This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.
The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing,
and invite them in.
Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.
Rumi
Life shrinks or expands according to one’s courage.
Anais Nin
“WALK DON’T RUN”
Q: If you could give any advice for the day, what would it be?
Walk, don’t run. That’s it.
Walk, don’t run.
Slow down, breathe deeply,
and open your eyes because there’s
a whole world right here within this one. The bush doesn’t suddenly catch on fire, it’s been burning the whole time.
Moses is simply moving
slowly enough to see it. And when he does, he takes off his sandals.
Not because
the ground has suddenly become holy,
but because he’s just now becoming aware that the ground has been holy the whole time.
Efficiency is not God’s highest goal for your life, neither is busyness,
or how many things you can get done in one day, or speed, or even success.
But walking,
which leads to seeing,
now that’s something.
That’s the invitation for every one of us today,
and every day, in every conversation, interaction, event, and moment: to walk, not run. And in doing so, to see a whole world right here within this one.
Rob Bell
This is the time to be slow,
Lie low to the wall
Until the bitter weather passes.
Try, as best you can, not to let
The wire brush of doubt
Scrape from your heart
All sense of yourself
And your hesitant light.
If you remain generous,
Time will come good;
And you will find your feet
Again on fresh pastures of promise,
Where the air will be kind
And blushed with beginning.
John O'Donohue, To Bless the Space Between Us: A Book of Blessings
"Don't Quit"
When things go wrong as they sometimes will,
When the road you're trudging seems all up hill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit,
Rest if you must, but don't you quit.
Life is strange with its twists and turns
As every one of us sometimes learns
And many a failure comes about
When he might have won had he stuck it out;
Don't give up though the pace seems slow—
You may succeed with another blow.
Success is failure turned inside out—
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt,
And you never can tell just how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far;
So stick to the fight when you're hardest hit—
It's when things seem worst that you must not quit.
John Greenleaf Whittier (1807-1892)
(Note: Whittier was an American Quaker poet and advocate of the abolition of slavery in the United States. Frequently listed as one of the fireside poets, he was influenced by the Scottish poet Robert Burns.)
All living things must yield;
the cycle is revealed.
A leaf, once green, turns brown
then, falling to the ground,
dissolves to fertilize
a seedling on the rise.
As rain becomes the dew,
so every end is new.
Susan Noyes Anderson
I can almost feel it coming. It usually happens on one of those days when everything is just right, when the crowd is large and enthusiastic and my concentration is so perfect it almost seems as though I’m able to transport myself beyond the turmoil on the court to some place of total peace and calm. I know where the ball is on every shot, and it always looks as big and well defined as a basketball. Just a huge thing I couldn’t miss if I wanted to. I’ve got perfect control of the match, my rhythm and movements are excellent, and everything’s just in total balance. It’s a perfect combination of a violent action taking place in an atmosphere of total tranquility . . . And when it happens, I want to stop the match and grab the microphone and shout, "That’s what it’s all about.”
Billie Jean King, tennis great (and fellow meditator), describing her experience of being in the “zone” during a tennis match.
You are the sky. The rest is just weather.
Pema Chodron
If you don’t become the ocean, you will get seasick every day!
Leonard Cohen
One who knows others is intelligent.
One who knows himself is enlightened.
Lau Tzu, c. 600 BCE, China
Be still and know that I am God
Psalm 46:10, c. 500 BCE, Israel
Know thyself.
Temple of Apollo at Delphi, c. 500 BCE, Greece
Be a lamp unto your own feet;
Do not seek outside yourself.
Gautama Buddha, c. 300-500 BCE, Nepal and India
What the superior man seeks, is in himself;
What the ordinary man seeks, is in others.
Confucius, c. 551-479 BCE, China
Behold, the kingdom of Heaven is within you,
Jesus Christ, c. 30 CE, Israel
The finest emotion of which we are capable is the mystic emotion. Herein lies the germ of all art and all true science. Anyone to whom this feeling is alien, who is no longer capable of wonderment and lives in a state of fear is a dead man. To know that what is impenetrable for us really exists and manifests itself as the highest wisdom and the most radiant beauty, whose gross forms alone are intelligible to our poor faculties – this knowledge, this feeling … that is the core of the true religious sentiment. In this sense, and in this sense alone, I rank myself among profoundly religious men.
Albert Einstein
You pray for the hungry. Then you feed them. That’s how prayer works.
Pope Francis
I salute the light within your eyes where the whole universe dwells. For when you are at that center within you and I am in that place within me, we shall be one.
Crazy Horse Oglala
"Limitless"
Sun says, “Be your own illumination.”
Wren says, “Sing your heart out, all day long.”
Stream says, “Do not stop for any obstacle.”
Oak says, “When the wind blows, bend easily, and trust your roots to hold.”
Stars say, “What you see is one small slice of a single modest galaxy. Remember that vastness cannot be grasped by mind.”
Ant says, “Small does not mean powerless.”
Silence says nothing. In the quiet everything comes clear.
I say, “Limitless.” I say, “Yes.”
Danna Faulds
I am grateful to be a woman. I must have done something great in another life.
Maya Angelou
I searched for God
and found only myself.
I searched for myself
and found only God.
Sufi Proverb
Don’t walk in front of me; I may not follow. Don’t walk behind me; I may not lead. Just walk beside me and be my friend.
Albert Camus
Gitanjali, Poem, 35
Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high;
Where knowledge is free;
Where the world has not been broken up into fragments by narrow domestic walls;
Where words come out from the depth of truth;
Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection;
Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way into the dreary desert sand of dead habit;
Where the mind is led forward by thee into ever-widening thought and action–
Into that heaven of freedom, my Father, let my country awake.
Rabrindranath Tagore
What lies behind us and what lies ahead of us are tiny matters compared to what lives within us.
Henry David Thoreau
Forgiveness is not an occasional act, it is a constant attitude.
Martin Luther King Jr.
As I walked out the door toward the gate that would lead to my freedom, I knew if I didn't leave my bitterness and hatred behind, I'd still be in prison.
Nelson Mandela
Never forget that justice is what love looks like in public.
Cornell West
And if I asked you to name all the things that you love, how long would it take for you to name yourself?
Sana Dabbas
The elimination diet: Remove anger, regret, resentment, guilt, blame and worry. Then watch your health and life improve.
Charles F. Glassman
You only live once? False. You live every day. You only die once.
Bobby Darin
One day or day one. You decide.
Paulo Coelho
Trust the wait. Embrace the uncertainty. Enjoy the beauty of becoming. When nothing is certain, anything is possible.
Mandy Hale
My grandmother once gave me a tip:
In difficult times, you move forward in small steps.
Do what you have to do, but little by little.
Don't think about the future, or what may happen tomorrow.
Wash the dishes.
Remove the dust.
Write a letter.
Make a soup.
You see?
You are advancing step by step.
Take a step and stop.
Rest a little.
Praise yourself.
Take another step.
Then another.
You won't notice, but your steps will grow more and more.
And the time will come when you can think about the future without crying.
Elena Mikhalkova
You can’t go back and change the beginning, but you can start where you are and change the ending.
C. S. Lewis
The secret to living well and longer is: eat half, walk double, laugh triple, and love without measure.
Tibetan proverb
Love feels no burden, thinks nothing of trouble, attempts what is above its strength, pleads no excuse of impossibility… It is therefore able to undertake all things.
St Thomas Aquinas
If you feel like you're
losing everything,
remember that trees
lose their leaves every
year and still stand tall
waiting for better
days to come.
Anon....
“Shabbat”
Shabbat is the pause button between
last week and next week.
Shabbat is the white space on the page:
it creates the letters, the words, the poem.
Shabbat is the cup from which you drink
the potable water of wells and lakes.
Shabbat is creation from which everything
and everyone springs, it is summer, fall,
and winter. Shabbat is where and when,
how and why I begin, and you end.
It is my beloved and me, we, in love,
and time with no beginning, no end.
Emily Lewis Penn
"Where the Sidewalk Ends"
There is a place where the sidewalk ends
And before the street begins,
And there the grass grows soft and white,
And there the sun burns crimson bright,
And there the moon-bird rests from his flight
To cool in the peppermint wind.
Let us leave this place where the smoke blows black
And the dark street winds and bends.
Past the pits where the asphalt flowers grow
We shall walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And watch where the chalk-white arrows go
To the place where the sidewalk ends.
Yes we'll walk with a walk that is measured and slow,
And we'll go where the chalk-white arrows go,
For the children, they mark, and the children, they know
The place where the sidewalk ends.
Shel Silverstein
I am enough of the artist to draw freely upon my imagination. Imagination is more important than knowledge. Knowledge is limited. Imagination encircles the world.
Albert Einstein
God gave us mouths that close and ears that don’t…that should tell us something.
Eugene O’Neill
Meditation practice is like piano scales, basketball drills, ballroom dance class. Practice requires discipline; it can be tedious; it is necessary. After you have practiced enough, you become more skilled at the art form itself. You do not practice to become a great piano scale player or basketball drill champion. You practice to become a musician or athlete. Likewise, one does not practice meditation to become a great meditator. We meditate to wake up and live, to become skilled at the art of living.
Elizabeth Lesser
“The Arrow And The Song”
I shot an arrow into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For, so swiftly it flew, the sight
Could not follow it in its flight.
I breathed a song into the air,
It fell to earth, I knew not where;
For who has sight so keen and strong,
That it can follow the flight of song?
Long, long afterward, in an oak
I found the arrow, still unbroke;
And the song, from beginning to end,
I found again in the heart of a friend.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Love is wise; hatred is foolish. In this world, which is getting more and more closely interconnected, we have to learn to tolerate each other, we have to learn to put up with the fact that some people say things that we don't like. We can only live together in that way. But if we are to live together, and not die together, we must learn a kind of charity and a kind of tolerance, which is absolutely vital to the continuation of human life on this planet.
Betrand Russell
In a controversy, the instant we feel anger we have already ceased striving for the truth—and have begun striving for ourselves.
Thomas Carlyle (1795-1881), Scottish historian, writer, philosopher and mathematician
The beginning of love is to let those we love be perfectly themselves, and not to twist them to fit our own image. Otherwise we love only the reflection of ourselves that we find in them.
Thomas Merton, Trappist Monk
“It's all I have to bring to-day”
It's all I have to bring to-day,
This, and my heart beside,
This, and my heart, and all the fields,
And all the meadows wide.
Be sure you count, should I forget, --
Someone the sum could tell, --
This, and my heart, and all the bees
Which in the clover dwell.
Emily Dickinson
One day a man was walking along the beach when he noticed a boy picking something up and gently throwing it into the ocean. Approaching the boy, he asked, “What are you doing?” The youth replied, “Throwing starfish back into the ocean. The surf is up and the tide is going out. If I don’t throw them back, they’ll die.” “Son,” the man said, “don’t you realize there are miles and miles of beach and hundreds of starfish? You can’t make a difference!”
After listening politely, the boy bent down, picked up another starfish, and threw it back into the surf. Then, smiling at the man, he said…” I made a difference for that one.”
Loren Eisley
(Note: Eiseley was an American anthropologist, educator, philosopher, and natural science writer, who taught and published books from the 1950s through the 1970s. He received many honorary degrees and was a fellow of multiple professional societies.)
The sun does not shine for a few trees and flowers, but for the wide world’s joy.
Henry Ward Beecher
(Note: American Congregationalist clergyman, social reformer, and speaker, known for his support of the abolition of slavery, Beecher’s hetorical focus on Christ's love has influenced mainstream Christianity to this day.)
In every good marriage, it helps sometimes to be a little deaf. I have followed that advice assiduously, and not only at home through 56 years of a marital relationship nonpareil. I have employed it as well in every workplace, including the Supreme Court. When a thoughtless or unkind word is spoken, best tune out. Reacting in anger or annoyance will not advance one's ability to persuade.
Ruth Bader Ginsberg
Go back and take care of yourself.
Your body needs you, your feelings need you,
Your perceptions need you.
Your suffering needs you to acknowledge it.
Go home and be there for all these things.
Thich Nhat Hanh
May the sun bring you new energy by day, may the moon softly restore you by night, may the rain wash away your worries, may the breeze blow new strength into your being, may you walk gently through the world and know it's beauty all the days of your life.
Apache Blessing
I've learned that people will forget what you said, people will forget what you did, but people will never forget how you made them feel.
Maya Angelou
A good leader inspires people to have confidence in the leader,
a great leader inspires people to have confidence in themselves.
Eleanor Roosevelt
All religions, arts and sciences are branches of the same tree. All these aspirations are directed toward ennobling man's life, lifting it from the sphere of mere physical existence and leading the individual towards freedom.
Albert Einstein
When you talk, you are repeating something you already know. But when you listen, you may learn something new.
Dalai Lama
Sitting silently, doing nothing,
the spring comes,
the grass grows,
all by itself.
Lao Tzu
The things I carry are my thoughts. That’s it. They are the only weight. My thoughts determine whether I am free and light or burdened.
Kamal Ravikant
(Note: Ravikant has meditated with monks in the Himalayas, served as a US Army Infantry soldier, co-founded several tech-companies and a Venture Capital firm in Silicon Valley and written numerous books. But one of the hardest and most transformative things he's ever done is learn to love himself.)
“I Love Being Me”
I can’t run the fastest
I can’t swim the sea
I can’t type the quickest
but I love being me
I can’t kick a ball
or even climb a tree
I can’t roll in the grass
but I still love being me
You see, this is my life
as others would see
they don’t know what it’s like
to really be me
So next time I’m about
rolling down the street
don’t think of me disabled
but someone cool to meet
I have lots I can teach you
I have loads I can share
you will never gain my wisdom
if you just point and stare
So maybe I can’t run the fastest
maybe I can’t kick a ball
but I wouldn’t change being me
not for you, not at all
Gemma Hayton
“Twilight”
Soft comes the hush of eventide
And songbirds hide
In limbs of budded trees
To bid farewell to setting sun
With lullabies they’ve sung
Each night for centuries.
A lark is winging swiftly home –
Black dot alone –
Beneath auroral clouds.
All nature makes a homeward rush
As twilight’s rosy blush
The eyes of night arouse.
Margaret Yacavace
Everything in the universe has a rhythm, everything dances.
Maya Angelou
The music is not in the notes, but in the silence between.
Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
Happiness is not a matter of intensity but of balance and order and rhythm and harmony.
Thomas Merton
“ALLOW”
There is no controlling life.
Try corralling a lightning bolt,
containing a tornado. Dam a
stream and it will create a new
channel. Resist, and the tide
will sweep you off your feet.
Allow, and grace will carry
you to higher ground. The only
safety lies in letting it all in –
the wild and the weak; fear,
fantasies, failures and success.
When loss rips off the doors of
the heart, or sadness veils your
vision with despair, practice
becomes simply bearing the truth.
In the choice to let go of your
known way of being, the whole
world is revealed to your new eyes.
Danna Faulds
So the unwanting soul
sees what's hidden,
and the ever-wanting soul
sees only what it wants.
Lao Tzu
We dance around in a ring and suppose,
But the Secret sits in the middle and knows.
Robert Frost
There’s another door in every home, wherever we are. We can go in and out of it without fear or taking extra precautions; we can travel, visit our loved ones, and meet innumerable new people. Opening it requires only the willpower to take a moment of complete silence and ask ourselves what is really important, and what isn’t. The key to this other door can be found at the crossroads of the head and the heart: if you want to find it, you will.
There is a home within each of us that is like no other, beautiful and welcoming, full of sunlight, with a blooming garden, a doorway to the world and a balcony that looks over an infinite universe. A home made up of wonder, the desire the share, love, and the certainty that this whole earthly realm is one big family.
Let’s use this obligatory stay at home to seek it out, to discover the immeasurable beauty of what we hold inside and everything that we are.
Andrea Angel Bocelli
Once upon a time, when women were birds,
there was the simple understanding that
to sing at dawn and to sing at dusk
was to heal the world through joy.
The birds still remember
what we have forgotten,
that the world is meant to be
celebrated.
Terry Tempest Williams
No pessimist ever discovered the secret of the stars, or sailed to an uncharted land, or opened a new doorway for the human spirit.
Helen Keller
There is a solitude of space
A solitude of sea
A solitude of death, but these
Society shall be
Compared with that profounder site
That polar privacy
A soul admitted to itself—
Finite infinity!
Emily Dickinson
How yearns the solitary soul
To melt into the boundless whole,
And find itself again in peace!
The blind desire, the impatient will,
The restless thoughts and plans are still;
We yield ourselves—and wake in bliss!
Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe
“The Peace of Wild Things”
When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.
Wendell Berry
If the doors of perception were cleansed everything would appear to man as it is, Infinite. For man has closed himself up, till he sees all things thro' narrow chinks of his cavern.
William Blake
The search for the highest value, the search for truth, the search for the ultimate reality is within our self. If you repeat the experience of transcending and you repeat it, and repeat, then it becomes just simply part of who you are. And that is how you experience the Self—not only during meditation, but it becomes a reality even after meditation. This happens because more and more of the Self is now within your self— meaning, that the field of pure consciousness becomes available to us during our daily activity also.
Tony Nader, MD, PhD, MARR
Tomorrow is tomorrow. Future cares have future cures…
We must mind today.
Sophocles
Doing nothing often leads to the very best of something.
Winnie the Pooh
Be humble for you are made of earth.
Be noble for you are made of stars.
Serbian proverb
Silently, one by one,
in the infinite meadows of the heaven,
blossomed the lovely stars,
the forget-me-nots of the angels.
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Whoever it was who searched the heavens with a telescope and found no God would not have found the human mind if he had searched the brain with a microscope.
George Santayana
May peace, safety, good health and prosperity be yours. Eid Mubarak!
Show forgiveness, speak for justice and avoid the ignorant.
The Holy Quran
It takes courage to say yes to rest and play in a culture where exhaustion is seen as a status symbol.
Brené Brown
It's the action, not the fruit of the action, that's important. You have to do the right thing. It may not be in your power, may not be in your time, that there'll be any fruit. But that doesn't mean you stop doing the right thing. You may never know what results come from your action. But if you do nothing, there will be no result.
Mahatma Gandhi
Non nobis solum nati sumus.
(“Not for ourselves alone are we born.”)
Marcus Tullius Cicero
Thousands of candles can be lighted from a single candle, and the life of the candle will not be shortened. Happiness never decreases by being shared.
Buddha
When you learn, teach. When you get, give.
Maya Angelou
Peace Prayer of St. Francis of Assisi
Lord, make me an instrument of your peace,
Where there is hatred, let me sow love;
where there is injury, pardon;
where there is doubt, faith;
where there is despair, hope;
where there is darkness, light;
where there is sadness, joy;
O Divine Master, grant that I may not so much seek to be consoled as to console;
to be understood as to understand;
to be loved as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive;
it is in pardoning that we are pardoned;
and it is in dying that we are born to eternal life.
People who need help sometimes look a lot like people who don’t need help.
Glennon Doyle
In every human Breast, God has implanted a Principle, which we call Love of Freedom; it is impatient of Oppression, and pants for Deliverance.
Phillis Wheatley, first African American to publish a book of poetry
No one can make you feel inferior without your consent.
Eleanor Roosevelt
Go then if you must, but remember, no matter how foolish your deeds, those who love you will love you still.
Sophocles
The truth is always the strongest argument.
Sophocles
Look and you will find it – what is unsought will go undetected.
Sophocles
She opens her mouth with wisdom, and the teaching of kindness is on her tongue.
Proverbs 31:26
“The Summer Day”
Who made the world?
Who made the swan, and the black bear?
Who made the grasshopper?
This grasshopper, I mean—
the one who has flung herself out of the grass,
the one who is eating sugar out of my hand,
who is moving her jaws back and forth instead of up and down-
who is gazing around with her enormous and complicated eyes.
Now she lifts her pale forearms and thoroughly washes her face.
Now she snaps her wings open, and floats away.
I don’t know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn’t everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?
Mary Oliver
A mother understands what a child does not say.
Jewish Proverb
An ounce of mother is worth a pound of clergy.
Spanish proverb
"A Thank You Note"
You have told me
All the things
I need to hear
Before I knew
I needed to hear them
To be unafraid
Of all the things
I used to fear,
Before I knew
I shouldn’t fear them.
Lang Leav
“Salt"
My
mother
was
my first country,
The first place I ever lived.
Nayyirah Waheed
"To My Mother"
To-day's your natal day;
Sweet flowers I bring:
Mother, accept, I pray
My offering.
And may you happy live,
And long us bless:
Receiving as you give
Great happiness.
Christina Rossetti
"I Will Have to Wait 'Till I'm Mother"
I struggle so deeply
to understand
how someone can
pour their entire soul
blood and energy
into someone
without wanting
anything in
return
I will have to wait till I’m a mother
Rupi Kaur
"Only One Mother"
Hundreds of stars in the pretty sky,
Hundreds of shells on the shore together,
Hundreds of birds that go singing by,
Hundreds of lambs in the sunny weather.
Hundreds of dewdrops to greet the dawn,
Hundreds of bees in the purple clover,
Hundreds of butterflies on the lawn,
But only one mother the wide world over.
George Cooper
“On the Ning Nang Nong”
On the Ning Nang Nong
Where the Cows go Bong!
and the monkeys all say BOO!
There's a Nong Nang Ning
Where the trees go Ping!
And the tea pots jibber jabber joo.
On the Nong Ning Nang
All the mice go Clang
And you just can't catch 'em when they do!
So its Ning Nang Nong
Cows go Bong!
Nong Nang Ning
Trees go ping
Nong Ning Nang
The mice go Clang
What a noisy place to belong
is the Ning Nang Ning Nang Nong!!
Spike Milligan (1918-2002)
You do not need to leave your room. Remain sitting at your table and listen.
Do not even listen, simply wait. Do not even wait, be quite still and solitary.
The world will freely offer itself to you to be unmasked, it has no choice,
it will roll in ecstasy at your feet.
Franz Kafka
Who looks outside, dreams. Who looks inside, awakens.
Carl Jung
Before you speak, let your words pass through three gates:
“Is it true? Is it necessary? Is it kind?”
Rumi
Just as life is made up of day and night, and song is made up of music and silence, friendships, because they are of this world, are also made up of times of being in touch and spaces in-between. Being human, we sometimes fill these spaces with worry, or we imagine the silence is some form of punishment, or we internalize the time we are not in touch with a loved one as some unexpressed change of heart. Our minds work very hard to make something out of nothing. We can perceive silence as rejection in an instant, and then build a cold castle on that tiny imagined brick. The only release from the tensions we weave around nothing is to remain a creature of the heart. By giving voice to the river of feelings as they flow through and through, we can stay clear and open. In daily terms, we call this checking in with each other, though most of us reduce this to a grocery list: How are you today? Do you need any milk? Eggs? Juice? Toilet paper? Though we can help each other survive with such outer kindnesses, we help each other thrive when the checking in with each other comes from a list of inner kindnesses: How are you today? Do you need any affirmation? Clarity? Support? Understanding? When we ask these deeper questions directly, we wipe the mind clean of its misperceptions. Just as we must dust our belongings from time to time, we must wipe away what covers us when we are apart.
Mark Nepo
The best teachers are those who show you where to look, but don't tell you what to see.
Alexandra K. Trenfor
Be loving. And if you don't feel loving, be kind. Kindness is simply love in her daily clothes.
Alexandra K. Trenfor
Meditation accepts us just as we are-in both our tantrums and our bad habits, in our love and commitments and happiness. It allows us to have a more flexible identity because we learn to accept ourselves and all of our human experience with more tenderness and openness. We learn to accept the present moment with an open heart. Every moment is incredibly unique and fresh, and when we drop into the moment, as meditation allows us to do, we learn how to truly taste this tender and mysterious life that we share together.
Pema Chodron
"Reluctant Light"
(in memory of Maude Selena Hilton Long)
Mother, I didn’t mean to slight you
but it wasn’t you that I adored.
You hid your energy in shadows
and I was dazzled by the sun.
I idolized the one whose voice soared to prophetic heights,
whose words rejuvenated epics of the ages. Some fine June Sundays,
slender and magnificent in morning coat, he would electrify the pulpit
with eloquent pronouncements of doom and glory so divine
the very gates of heaven seemed to part, bathing the atmosphere in crystal light.
Seeking his favor, I rehearsed raising my hand like his in benediction,
earning the childhood name of Preacher, shortened in time to Prete.
You gave us daily sustenance but there was never
a choir’s fanfare or the soulbeat of the mighty to grant applause.
You baked the bread for which we seldom thanked you,
canned pears for winter and mended Depression-weary clothes,
scrubbing sheets on a washboard, humming hymns to lift your sagging spirit,
and cultivating beauty in endless flower pots.
The summer when he toured the streets of ancient Palestine and Rome,
you consoled yourself by painting pictures of the Appian Way
using the kitchen table for an easel.
You coached me with my homework, rejoiced
in my small triumphs and prepared me to confront the enemy,
tapping your umbrella against my fifth grade teacher’s desk
to punctuate your firm demand for justice. I didn’t recognize
your subtle power that led me through blind, airless caves,
your quiet elegance that taught me dignity – nor could I know
the wind that bore him high into the sunlight
emanated from your breath. I didn’t want your journey,
rebelled against your sober ways.
But I have walked through my own shadows and, like you,
transcended glitter. I have learned
that I am source and substance of a different kind of light.
Now when they say I look like you and tell me
that I have deepened to your wisdom, softened
to your easy grace, I claim my place with honor
in that court of dusky queens whose strength and beauty
invented suns that others only borrow. And Mother,
I am glad to be your child.
Naomi Long Madgett
Note: Born Naomi Cornelia Long in Norfolk, Virginia, Naomi moved to Detroit in 1946. She had been Detroit's poet laureate since 2001 and was awarded a Kresge Foundation Eminent Artist fellowship in 2012. Her poems appear in numerous journals and more than 180 anthologies. She passed away in 2020 at the age of 97.
"Shoulders"
A man crosses the street in rain,
stepping gently, looking two times north and south,
because his son is asleep on his shoulder.
No car must splash him.
No car drive too near to his shadow.
This man carries the world's most sensitive cargo
but he's not marked.
Nowhere does his jacket say FRAGILE,
HANDLE WITH CARE.
His ear fills up with breathing.
He hears the hum of a boy's dream
deep inside him.
We're not going to be able
to live in this world
if we're not willing to do what he's doing
with one another.
The road will only be wide.
The rain will never stop falling.
Naomi Shihab Nye, poet, songwriter, and novelist
Note: Nye was born to a Palestinian father and an American mother. She began composing her first poem at the age of six and has published or contributed to over 30 volumes. Her works include poetry, young-adult fiction, picture books, and novels.
Ben Zoma said:
Who is wise? He who learns from every man, as it is said: “From all who taught me have I gained understanding.” (Psalms 119:99).
Who is mighty? He who subdues his [evil] inclination, as it is said: “He that is slow to anger is better than the mighty; and he that rules his spirit than he that takes a city.” (Proverbs 16:3).
Who is rich? He who rejoices in his lot, as it is said: “You shall enjoy the fruit of your labors, you shall be happy and you shall prosper.” (Psalms 128:2).
Who is he that is honored? He who honors his fellow human beings as it is said: “For I honor those that honor Me, but those who spurn Me shall be dishonored.” (I Samuel 2:30).
Pirkei Avot, a compilation of the ethical teachings and maxims from Rabbinic Jewish tradition. It is part of didactic Jewish Åethical literature. Because of its contents, the name is sometimes given as “Ethics of the Fathers.”
"One Morning"
One morning
we will wake up
and forget to build
that wall we’ve been building,
the one between us
the one we’ve been building
for years, perhaps
out of some sense
of right and boundary,
perhaps out of habit.
One morning
we will wake up
and let our empty hands
hang empty at our sides.
Perhaps they will rise,
as empty things
sometimes do
when blown
by the wind.
Perhaps they simply
will not remember
how to grasp, how to rage.
We will wake up
that morning
and we will have
misplaced all our theories
about why and how
and who did what
to whom, we will have mislaid
all our timelines
of when and plans of what
and we will not scramble
to write the plans and theories anew.
On that morning,
not much else
will have changed.
Whatever is blooming
will still be in bloom.
Whatever is wilting
will wilt. There will be fields
to plow and trains
to load and children
to feed and work to do.
And in every moment,
in every action, we will
feel the urge to say thank you,
we will follow the urge to bow.
Rosemerry Trommer
People try to get away from it all—to the country, to the beach, to the mountains. You always wish that you could too. Which is idiotic: you can get away from it anytime you like. By going within. Nowhere you can go is more peaceful—more free of interruptions—than your own soul. An instant’s recollection and there it is: complete tranquility. … But keep it brief and basic. A quick visit should be enough to ward off all anxiety and send you back ready to face what awaits you.
Marcus Aurelius, Stoic philosopher and Roman emperor from the 2nd century.
The flower doesn't dream of the bee. It blossoms and the bee comes.
Mark Nepo
The key to knowing joy is being easily pleased.
Mark Nepo
When you talk, you are repeating something you already know. But when you listen, you may learn something new.
Dalai Lama
It takes courage to say yes to rest and play in a culture where exhaustion is seen as a status symbol.
Brene Brown
If art doesn't make us better, then what on earth is it for?
Langston Hughes, African-American poet, novelist and playwright
"The Swing"
How do you like to go up in a swing,
Up in the air so blue?
Oh, I do think it the pleasantest thing
Ever a child can do!
Up in the air and over the wall,
Till I can see so wide,
Rivers and trees and cattle and all
Over the countryside—
Till I look down on the garden green,
Down on the roof so brown—
Up in the air I go flying again,
Up in the air and down!
Robert Louis Stevenson
When you focus on the good, the good gets better.
Abraham Hicks
"I Bet God"
If He
let go of my hand, I would
weep so loudly,
I would petition with all my might, I would cause
so much trouble
that I bet God would come to His senses
and never do that
again.
Meister Eckhart
"She Let Go"
Pause... Take a breathe… Read...
See what arises.
She let go.
She let go.
Without a thought or a word, she let go.
She let go of the fear.
She let go of the judgements.
She let go of the confluence of opinions swarming around her head.
She let go of the committee of indecision within her.
She let go of all the 'right' reasons.
Wholly and completely, without hesitation or worry,
she just let go.
She didn't ask anyone for advice.
She didn't read a book on how to let go.
She didn't search the scriptures.
She just let go.
She let go of all the memories that held her back.
She let go of all the anxiety that kept her from moving forward.
She let go of all the planning and all of the calculations
about how to do it just right.
She didn't promise to let go.
She didn't journal about it.
She didn't write the projected date in her Day-Timer.
She made no public announcement and put no ad in the paper.
She didn't check the weather report or read her daily horoscope.
She just let go.
She didn't analyse whether she should let go.
She didn't call her friends to discuss the matter.
She didn't do a five-step Spiritual Mind Treatment.
She didn't call the prayer-line.
She didn't utter one word.
She just let go.
No one was around when it happened.
There was no applause or congratulations.
No one thanked her or praised her.
No one noticed a thing.
Like a leaf falling from a tree, she just let go.
There was no effort.
There was no struggle.
It wasn't good and it wasn't bad.
It was what it was, and it is just that.
In the space of letting go, she let it all be.
A small smile came over her face.
A light breeze blew through her.
And the sun and the moon shone
forever more...
Safire Rose
"Angels"
History will record
that among us
walked certain angels
whose wings
wove patterns
of laughter
in the air
whose songs
salted the humdrum
of our days
whose dance
lifted us
made our lives
lighter
History will record
too late
our indifference
to their difference:
all these strange
odd, eccentric
ethereal angels
who once
walked among us...
Cecil Rejendra
"What I Weigh"
I weigh the sea
I weigh the storm
I weigh a thousand stories long.
I weigh my mother's fortitude and my father's eyes
I weigh the way they look at me with pride
I weigh strength and fearless and the warrior in me.
I weigh all the pain and trauma that made me see
that I have more galaxies inside me than tragedies.
We all weigh joys and darkness and goodness and sin
you see, we are infinite within this skin we are in.
So when they ask you what you weigh
you don't need to look down at any scale.
Instead, simply tell them the truth,
tell them how you
weigh whole universes
and storms and scars and stories too.
Nikita Gill
There is always something to do. There are hungry people to feed, naked people to clothe, sick people to comfort and make well. And while I don’t expect you to save the world I do think it’s not asking too much for you to love those with whom you sleep, share the happiness of those whom you call friend, engage those among you who are visionary and remove from your life those who offer you depression, despair and disrespect.
Nikki Giovanni Jr., African-American writer and educator
Blessed are they who see beautiful things in humble places where other people see nothing.
Camille Pissarro
Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one's courage.
Anais Nin
Don't let one cloud obliterate the whole sky.
Anais Nin
You cannot save people. You can only love them.
Anais Nin
I must be a mermaid, Rango. I have no fear of depths and a great fear of shallow living.
Anais Nin
To the world you might be one person, but to one person, you might be the world. Kindness is the golden chain by which our world is bound together.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Every day we should hear at least one little song, read one good poem, see one exquisite picture, and, if possible, speak a few sensible words.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Nine requisites for contented living: Health enough to make work a pleasure. Wealth enough to support your needs. Strength to battle with difficulties and overcome them. Grace enough to confess your sins and forsake them. Patience enough to toil until some good is accomplished. Charity enough to see some good in your neighbor. Love enough to move you to be useful and helpful to others. Faith enough to make real the things of God. Hope enough to remove all anxious fears concerning the future.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Correction does much, but encouragement does more.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
What is not started today is never finished tomorrow.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Oblivion is full of people who allow the opinions of others to overrule their belief in themselves.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Too many parents make life hard for their children by trying, too zealously, to make it easy for them.
Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Crying does not indicate that you are weak. Since birth, it has always been a sign that you are alive.
Charlotte Bronte
We have calcium in our bones, iron in our veins, carbon in our souls, and nitrogen in our brains. 93 percent stardust, with souls made of flames, we are all just stars that have people names.
Nikita Gill
Note: Nikita Gill is a poet and writer. She has written and curated six volumes of poetry and has been described as one of the most exciting young writers working today. Gill's work was first published when she was twelve years old. Her work was rejected for publication 137 times.
A reminder that healing is not linear, does not happen overnight and sometimes you discover wounds that you didn’t even know were there. Setbacks are a part of your journey. Be easy on yourself.
Nikita Gill
“Temporary and Permanent”
Most people in your life were only meant for dreams, and summer laughter. They stay till the wind changes, the tides turn, or disappear with the first snow. And then there are some that were forged to weather blizzards and pain with you. They were cast in iron, set in gold and never ever leave you to face anything alone. Know who those people are. And love them the way they deserve. Not everyone in your life is temporary. A few are as permanent as love is old.
Nikita Gill
“Earth Day”
I am the Earth
And the Earth is me.
Each blade of grass,
Each honey tree,
Each bit of mud,
And stick and stone
Is blood and muscle,
Skin and bone.
And just as I
Need every bit
Of me to make
My body fit,
So Earth needs
Grass and stone and tree
And things that grow here
Naturally.
That’s why we
Celebrate this day.
That’s why across
The world we say:
As long as life,
As dear, as free,
I am the Earth
And the Earth is me.
Jane Yolen
The best and most beautiful things in this world cannot be seen or even heard but must be felt with the heart.
Helen Keller
Anger—it's a paralyzing emotion. You can't get anything done. People think it's an interesting, passionate, and igniting feeling. I don't think it's any of that. It’s helpless, it's absence of control — and I need all of my skills, all of the control, all of my powers. Anger doesn't provide any of that — I have no use for it whatsoever.
Tony Morrison
"The Infinite"
The Infinite always is silent:
It is only the Finite speaks.
Our words are the idle wave-caps
On the deep that never breaks.
We may question with wand of science,
Explain, decide, and discuss;
But only in meditation
The Mystery speaks to us.
John Boyle O'Reilly
I can’t afford to hate anyone. I don’t have that kind of time.
Akira Kurosawa
We delight in the beauty of the butterfly, but rarely admit the changes it has gone through to achieve that beauty.
Maya Angelou
"Wild Geese"
You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.
Mary Oliver
Certain things catch your eye, but pursue only those that capture the heart.
Ancient Indian Proverb
Your task is not to seek love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it.
Rumi
When will our conscience grow so tender that we will act to prevent human misery rather than avenge it?
Eleanor Roosevelt
Words are a pretext. It is the inner bond that draws one person to another, not words.
Rumi
"Self-Observation Without Judgment"
Release the harsh and pointed inner
voice. it's just a throwback to the past,
and holds no truth about this moment.
Let go of self-judgment, the old,
learned ways of beating yourself up
for each imagined inadequacy.
Allow the dialogue within the mind
to grow friendlier, and quiet. Shift
out of inner criticism and life
suddenly looks very different.
i can say this only because I make
the choice a hundred times a day to release the voice that refuses to
acknowledge the real me.
What's needed here isn't more prodding toward perfection, but
intimacy - seeing clearly, and
embracing what I see.
Love, not judgment, sows the
seeds of tranquility and change.
Danna Faulds
Don’t do with love what a child does with a ball, ignoring it when they have it and crying when they’ve lost it.
Pablo Neruda
"Spring Is Like A Perhaps Hand"
Spring is like a perhaps hand
(which comes carefully
out of Nowhere)arranging
a window,into which people look(while
people stare
arranging and changing placing
carefully there a strange
thing and a known thing here)and
changing everything carefully
spring is like a perhaps
Hand in a window
(carefully to
and fro moving New and
Old things,while
people stare carefully
moving a perhaps
fraction of flower here placing
an inch of air there)and
without breaking anything.
E.E. Cummings
Riches are not from an abundance of worldly good but from a contented mind.
Prophet Muhammad (Peace be upon him)
"The Guest House"
This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.
The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing,
and invite them in.
Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.
Rumi
Let me never fall into the vulgar mistake
of dreaming that I am persecuted whenever
I am contradicted.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
The mind at times fashions for itself false shapes of evil when there are no signs that point to any evil; it twists into the worst construction some word of doubtful meaning; or it fancies some personal grudge to be more serious than it really is, considering not how angry the enemy is, but to what lengths he may go if he is angry. …
What I advise you to do is, not to be unhappy before the crisis comes; since it may be that the dangers before which you paled as if they were threatening you, will never come upon you; they certainly have not yet come.
Accordingly, some things torment us more than they ought; some torment us before they ought; and some torment us when they ought not to torment us at all.
We are in the habit of exaggerating, or imagining, or anticipating, sorrow.
Seneca, Roman Stoic Philosopher
Don’t let your past weigh more than your hopes.
Persian proverb
I feel that the object of life at seventy is practically the same as it was at twenty. Only one thing had been Added. One thing. Beneath the surface waves and storms of youth, beneath the backward and forward fluctuations, deep down, there has been added the calm of inner realization and union. I know now that these two primordial and foundational things (or perhaps they are one) are there. Our union with Nature and humanity is a fact, which — whether we recognize it or not — is at the base of our lives; slumbering, yet ready to wake in our consciousness when the due time arrives. With this assurance one certainly discovers that life — even in old age — may be delightful.
Edward Carpenter
The bud
stands for all things,
even for those things that don’t flower,
for everything flowers, from within, of self-blessing;
though sometimes it is necessary
to reteach a thing its loveliness,
to put a hand on its brow
of the flower
and retell it in words and in touch
it is lovely
until it flowers again from within, of self-blessing
Galway Kinnell, from "Saint Francis and the Sow"
What are heavy? sea-sand and sorrow.
What are brief? today and tomorrow.
What are frail? spring blossoms and youth.
What are deep? the ocean and truth.
Christina Rossetti
"If I Had My Life to Live Over"
I'd dare to make more mistakes next time.
I'd relax. I would limber up.
I would be sillier than I have been this trip.
I would take fewer things seriously.
I would take more chances.
I would take more trips.
I would climb more mountains and swim more rivers.
I would eat more ice cream and less beans.
I would perhaps have more actual troubles but I'd
have fewer imaginary ones.
You see, I'm one of those people who live sensibly
and sanely hour after hour, day after day.
Oh, I've had my moments and if I had it to do over
again, I'd have more of them. In fact,
I'd try to have nothing else. Just moments.
One after another, instead of living so many
years ahead of each day.
I've been one of those people who never go anywhere
without a thermometer, a hot water bottle, a raincoat
and a parachute.
If I had my life to live over, I would start barefoot
earlier in the spring and stay that way later in the fall.
If I had it to do again, I would travel lighter next time.
I would go to more dances.
I would ride more merry-go-rounds.
I would pick more daisies.
Nadine Stair (age 85)
I get up every morning determined to both change the world and have one hell of a good time. Sometimes this makes planning my day difficult.
E.B. White
"Still Water"
We can make our minds so like still water that beings gather about us, that they may see, it may be, their own images, and so live for a moment with a clearer, perhaps even with a fiercer life because of our quiet.
W.B. Yeats
"Important"
We hurry through the so-called boring things
in order to attend to that which we deem
more important, interesting.
Perhaps the final freedom will be a recognition that
everything in every moment is "essential"
and that nothing at all is "important."
Helen M. Luke
“The Sparrow”
A little bird, with plumage brown,
Beside my window flutters down,
A moment chirps its little strain,
Then taps upon my window-pane,
And chirps again, and hops along,
To call my notice to its song;
But I work on, nor heed its lay,
Till, in neglect, it flies away.
Paul Laurence Dunbar
(Note: Dunbar was born in 1872 to freed slaves from Kentucky. He became one of the first influential Black poets in American literature.)
“The Hippo”
The hippo floats in swamp serene,
some emerged, but most unseen.
Seeing all and only blinking,
Who knows what this beast is thinking.
Gliding, and of judgment clear,
Letting go and being here.
Seeing all, both guilt and glory,
Only noting. But that's MY story.
I sit here hippo-like and breathe,
While inside I storm and seethe.
Would that I were half equanimous
As that placid hippopotamus.
Steven Hickman, Founder and Executive Director of the UC San Diego Center for Mindfulness
"The Breeze at Dawn"
The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.
Don’t go back to sleep.
You must ask for what you really want.
Don’t go back to sleep.
People are moving back and forth across the doorsill where the two worlds touch.
The door is round and open.
Don’t go back to sleep.
Rumi
(translated by Coleman Barks)
The secret of health for both mind and body is not to mourn for the past, worry about the future, or anticipate troubles, but to live in the present moment wisely and earnestly. . . Live each moment completely and the future will take care of itself. Fully enjoy the wonder and beauty of each moment.
Paramahansa Yogananda
Happiness radiates like the fragrance from a flower and draws all good things towards you.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
Just think of any negativity that comes at you as a raindrop falling into the ocean of your bliss.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
This is the time to be slow,
Lie low to the wall
Until the bitter weather passes.
Try, as best you can, not to let
The wire brush of doubt
Scrape from your heart
All sense of yourself
And your hesitant light.
If you remain generous,
Time will come good;
And you will find your feet
Again on fresh pastures of promise,
Where the air will be kind
And blushed with beginning.
John O'Donohue, To Bless the Space Between Us: A Book of Blessings
“Mindful”
Every day
I see or I hear
something
that more or less
kills me
with delight,
that leaves me
like a needle
in the haystack
of light.
It is what I was born for –
to look, to listen,
to lose myself
inside this soft world –
to instruct myself
over and over
in joy,
and acclamation.
Nor am I talking
about the exceptional,
the fearful, the dreadful,
the very extravagant –
but of the ordinary,
the common, the very drab,
the daily presentations.
Oh, good scholar,
I say to myself,
how can you help
but grow wise
with such teachings
as these –
the untrimmable light
of the world,
the ocean’s shine,
the prayers that are made
out of grass?
Mary Oliver
Ask, and it shall be given you; seek, and ye shall find; knock, and it shall be opened unto you.
Matthew 7:7
It is not your passing thoughts or brilliant ideas so much as your plain everyday habits that control your life… Live simply. Don’t get caught in the machine of the world— it is too exacting. By the time you get what you are seeking your nerves are gone, the heart is damaged, and the bones are aching. Resolve to develop your spiritual powers more earnestly from now on. Learn the art of right living. If you have joy you have everything, so learn to be glad and contented....Have happiness now.
Paramahansa Yogananda (1893-1952)
“What To Eat, And What To Drink, And What To Leave For Poison”
I.
Only now, in spring, can the place be named:
tulip poplar, daffodil, crab apple,
dogwood, budding pink-green, white-green, yellow
on my knowing. All winter I was lost.
Fall, I found myself here, with no texture
my fingers know. Then, worse, the white longing
that downed us deep three months. No flower heat.
That was winter. But now, in spring, the buds
flock our trees. Ten million exquisite buds,
tiny and loud, flaring their petalled wings,
bellowing from ashen branches vibrant
keys, the chords of spring's triumph: fisted heart,
dogwood; grail, poplar; wine spray, crab apple.
The song is drink, is color. Come. Now. Taste.
Camille T. Dungy, Black Nature: Four Centuries of African American Nature Poetry
The rush and pressure of modern life are a form, perhaps the most common form, of contemporary violence. To allow oneself to be carried away by a multitude of conflicting concerns, to surrender to too many demands, to commit oneself to too many projects, to want to help everyone in everything, is to succumb to violence. The frenzy of our activity neutralizes our work for peace. It destroys our own inner capacity for peace. It destroys the fruitfulness of our own work, because it kills the root of inner wisdom which makes work fruitful.
Thomas Merton (1915-1968), American Trappist monk, writer, theologian, mystic, poet, social activist, and scholar of comparative religion
Note: On May 26, 1949, Merton was ordained to the priesthood and given the name "Father Louis.”
Neither birth nor sex forms a limit to genius.
Charlotte Bronte
Criticism is something we can avoid easily
by saying nothing, doing nothing,
and being nothing.
Aristotle
During a crisis, the wise build bridges and the foolish build dams.
Nigerian Proverb
“Today”
If ever there were a spring day so perfect,
so uplifted by a warm intermittent breeze
that it made you want to throw
open all the windows in the house
and unlatch the door to the canary's cage,
indeed, rip the little door from its jamb,
a day when the cool brick paths
and the garden bursting with peonies
seemed so etched in sunlight
that you felt like taking
a hammer to the glass paperweight
on the living room end table,
releasing the inhabitants
from their snow-covered cottage
so they could walk out,
holding hands and squinting
into this larger dome of blue and white,
well, today is just that kind of day.
Billy Collins
You shall not oppress a stranger, since you yourselves know the feelings of a stranger, for you also were strangers in the land of Egypt.
Exodus 23:9
The stranger who resides with you shall be to you as the native among you, and you shall love him as yourself, for you were aliens in the land of Egypt; I am the Lord your God.
Leviticus 19:34
“The New Colossus”
Bronze plaque on the Statue of Liberty
Not like the brazen giant of Greek fame,
With conquering limbs astride from land to land;
Here at our sea-washed, sunset gates shall stand
A mighty woman with a torch, whose flame
Is the imprisoned lightning, and her name
Mother of Exiles. From her beacon-hand
Glows world-wide welcome; her mild eyes command
The air-bridged harbor that twin cities frame.
“Keep, ancient lands, your storied pomp!” cries she
With silent lips. “Give me your tired, your poor,
Your huddled masses yearning to breathe free,
The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.
Send these, the homeless, tempest-tossed to me,
I lift my lamp beside the golden door!”
Emma Lazarus (1849-1887)
“I Wandered Lonely As a Cloud (Daffodils)”
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
and twinkle on the Milky Way,
They stretched in never-ending line
along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced; but they
Out-did the sparkling waves in glee:
A poet could not be but gay,
in such a jocund company:
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
what wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
William Wordsworth
ON CONSCIOUSNESS AS THE ULTIMATE REALITY
All through the physical world runs that unknown content, which surely must be the stuff of our consciousness. Here is a hint of aspects deep within the world of physics, and yet unattainable by the methods of physics. And moreover, we have found that where science has progressed the farthest, the mind has but regained from nature that which the mind has put into nature. We have found a strange foot-print on the shores of the unknown. We have devised profound theories, one after another, to account for its origin. At last, we have succeeded in reconstructing the creature that made the foot-print. And Lo! It is our own!
Sir Arthur Stanley Eddington, astronomer, physicist and mathematician, who became world-famous in 1919, when his observations of the bending of starlight near the eclipsed sun confirmed predictions made by Albert Einstein in his General Theory of Relativity.
It will remain remarkable in whatever way our future concepts may develop, that the very study of the external world led to the conclusion that the content of the consciousness is an ultimate reality.
Eugene Wigner, Nobel physicist, who helped lay the foundations for the theory of symmetries in quantum mechanics.
I can feel everything and survive. What I thought would kill me, didn't. Every time I said to myself: I can't take this anymore — I was wrong. The truth was that I could and did take it all — and I kept surviving. Surviving again and again made me less afraid of myself, of other people, of life. I learned that I'd never be free from pain but I could be free from the fear of pain, and that was enough.
Glennon Doyle, Untamed
Note: Glennon Doyle, previously known as Glennon Doyle Melton, is an American author and activist known for her #1 New York Times bestsellers Untamed and Love Warrior, and bestseller Carry On, Warrior.
A joyful heart is good medicine, but a crushed spirit dries up the bones.
Proverbs 17:22
Cast away sadness and melancholy. Life is good, short in days and now is the only time to enjoy it.
Frederico Garcia Lorca
In the spring, at the end of the day, you should smell like dirt.
Margaret Atwood
In Perpetual Spring
Gardens are also good places
to sulk. You pass beds of
spiky voodoo lilies
and trip over the roots
of a sweet gum tree,
in search of medieval
plants whose leaves,
when they drop off
turn into birds
if they fall on land,
and colored carp if they
plop into water.
Suddenly the archetypal
human desire for peace
with every other species
wells up in you. The lion
and the lamb cuddling up.
The snake and the snail, kissing.
Even the prick of the thistle,
queen of the weeds, revives
your secret belief
in perpetual spring,
your faith that for every hurt
there is a leaf to cure it.
Amy Gerstler
Don’t use the word “impossible” if you want to accomplish something in life. There’s nothing that exuberant will can’t do.
Pío Baroja, Spanish writer
[in Just-]
in Just-
spring when the world is mud-
luscious the little
lame balloonman
whistles far and wee
and eddieandbill come
running from marbles and
piracies and it's
spring
when the world is puddle-wonderful
the queer
old balloonman whistles
far and wee
and bettyandisbel come dancing
from hop-scotch and jump-rope and
it's
spring
and
the
goat-footed
balloonMan whistles
far
and
wee
E. E. Cummings
Man’s main concern is not to gain pleasure or to avoid pain but rather to see a meaning in his life. That is why man is even ready to suffer, on the condition, to be sure, that his suffering has meaning.
Viktor Frankl
It is spring again. The earth is like a child that knows poems by heart.
Rainer Maria Rilke
“May We Raise Children Who Love the Unloved Things”
May we raise children
who love the unloved
things–the dandelion, the
worms and spiderlings.
Children who sense
the rose needs the thorn
& run into rainswept days
the same way they
turn towards sun…
And when they’re grown &
someone has to speak for those
who have no voice
may they draw upon that
wilder bond, those days of
tending tender things
and be the ones.
Nicolette Sowder
My Mississippi Spring
My heart warms under snow;
flowers with forsythia,
japonica blooms, flowering quince,
bridal wreath, blood root and violet;
yellow running jasmin vine,
cape jessamine and saucer magnolias:
tulip-shaped, scenting lemon musk upon the air.
My Mississippi Spring—
my warm loving heart a-fire
with early greening leaves,
dogwood branches laced against the sky;
wild forest nature paths
heralding Resurrection
over and over again
Easter morning of our living
every Mississippi Spring!
Margaret Walker
The Brain—is wider than the Sky—
For—put them side by side—
The one the other will contain
With ease—and you—beside—
The Brain is deeper than the sea—
For—hold them—Blue to Blue—
The one the other will absorb—
As sponges—Buckets—do—
The Brain is just the weight of God—
For—Heft them—Pound for Pound—
And they will differ—if they do—
As Syllable from Sound—
Emily Dickinson, c. 1862
“Messy Room”
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
His underwear is hanging on the lamp.
His raincoat is there in the overstuffed chair,
And the chair is becoming quite mucky and damp.
His workbook is wedged in the window,
His sweater's been thrown on the floor.
His scarf and one ski are beneath the TV,
And his pants have been carelessly hung on the door.
His books are all jammed in the closet,
His vest has been left in the hall.
A lizard named Ed is asleep in his bed,
And his smelly old sock has been stuck to the wall.
Whosever room this is should be ashamed!
Donald or Robert or Willie or--
Huh? You say it's mine? Oh, dear,
I knew it looked familiar!
Shel Silverstein
“Lineage”
My grandmothers were strong.
They followed plows and bent to toil.
They moved through fields sowing seed.
They touched earth and grain grew.
They were full of sturdiness and singing.
My grandmothers were strong.
My grandmothers are full of memories
Smelling of soap and onions and wet clay
With veins rolling roughly over quick hands
They have many clean words to say.
My grandmothers were strong.
Why am I not as they?
Margaret Walker (July 7, 1915 – November 30, 1998), American poet and writer.
Walker was part of the African-American literary movement in Chicago, known as the Chicago Black Renaissance. Her notable works include For My People (1942) which won the Yale Series of Younger Poets Competition, and the novel Jubilee (1966), set in the South during the American Civil War.
An aging master grew tired of his apprentice's complaints. One morning, he sent the apprentice to get some salt. When the apprentice returned, the master told the student to mix a handful of salt in a glass of water and then drink it.
"How does it taste?" the master asked.
"Bitter," said the apprentice.
The master chuckled and then asked the apprentice to take a similar handful of salt and put it in the lake. The two walked in silence to the nearby lake and once the apprentice swirled the handful of salt in the water, the old man said, "Now drink from the lake."
As the water dripped down the apprentice’s chin, the master asked, "How does it taste?"
"Fresh," remarked the apprentice.
"Do you taste the salt?" asked the master.
"No," said the apprentice. At this the master sat beside this serious young student, and explained softly,
"The pain of life is pure salt; no more, no less. The amount of pain in life remains exactly the same. However, the amount of bitterness we taste depends on the container we put the pain in. So when you are in pain, the only thing you can do is to enlarge your sense of things. Stop being a glass. Become a lake."
“I Choose The Mountain”
The low lands call
I am tempted to answer
They are offering me a free dwelling
Without having to conquer
The massive mountain makes its move
Beckoning me to ascend
A much more difficult path
To get up the slippery bend
I cannot choose both
I have a choice to make
I must be wise
This will determine my fate
I choose, I choose the mountain
With all its stress and strain
Because only by climbing
Can I rise above the plain
I choose the mountain
And I will never stop climbing
I choose the mountain
And I shall forever be ascending
I choose the mountain
Howard Simon
“Monet Refuses the Operation”
Doctor, you say that there are no haloes
around the streetlights in Paris
and what I see is an aberration
caused by old age, an affliction.
I tell you it has taken me all my life
to arrive at the vision of gas lamps as angels,
to soften and blur and finally banish
the edges you regret I don't see,
to learn that the line I called the horizon
does not exist and sky and water,
so long apart, are the same state of being.
Fifty-four years before I could see
Rouen cathedral is built
of parallel shafts of sun,
and now you want to restore
my youthful errors: fixed
notions of top and bottom,
the illusion of three-dimensional space,
wisteria separate
from the bridge it covers.
What can I say to convince you
the Houses of Parliament dissolve
night after night to become
the fluid dream of the Thames?
I will not return to a universe
of objects that don't know each other,
as if islands were not the lost children
of one great continent. The world
is flux, and light becomes what it touches,
becomes water, lilies on water,
above and below water,
becomes lilac and mauve and yellow
and white and cerulean lamps,
small fists passing sunlight
so quickly to one another
that it would take long, streaming hair
inside my brush to catch it.
To paint the speed of light!
Our weighted shapes, these verticals,
burn to mix with air
and changes our bones, skin, clothes
to gases. Doctor,
if only you could see
how heaven pulls earth into its arms
and how infinitely the heart expands
to claim this world, blue vapor without end.
Lisel Mueller
12 Lakota Virtues
1. Humility (Unsiiciyapi)
2. Perseverance (Wowacintanka)
3. Respect (Wawoohola)
4. Honor (Wayunonihan)
5. Love (Cantognake)
6. Sacrifice (Icicupi)
7. Truth (Wowicake)
8. Compassion (Waunsilapi)
9. Bravery (Woohitike)
10. Fortitude (Cantewasake)
11. Generosity (Canteyuke)
12. Wisdom (Woksape)
Every day, think as you wake up, today I am fortunate to be alive, I have a precious human life, I am not going to waste it. I am going to use all my energies to develop myself, to expand my heart out to others; to achieve enlightenment for the benefit of all beings. I am going to have kind thoughts towards others, I am not going to get angry or think badly about others. I am going to benefit others as much as I can.
His Holiness The XIVth Dalai Lama
“Mind Wanting More”
Only a beige slat of sun
above the horizon, like a shade
pulled not quite down. Otherwise,
clouds. Sea rippled here and
there. Birds reluctant to fly.
The mind wants a shaft of sun to
stir the grey porridge of clouds,
an osprey to stitch sea to sky
with its barred wings, some dramatic
music: a symphony, perhaps
a Chinese gong.
But the mind always
wants more than it has—
one more bright day of sun,
one more clear night in bed
with the moon; one more hour
to get the words right; one
more chance for the heart in hiding
to emerge from its thicket
in dried grasses—as if this quiet day
with its tentative light weren't enough,
as if joy weren't strewn all around.
Holly Hughes
Somewhere deep within
there is a
firmer, simpler, warmer
human being.
This human being trusts
this human being accepts both
the limits that give a human dignity,
and the talents that the world awaits.
Somewhere deep within
there is a purpose that cannot be shaken,
a love that no longer fears,
and a wisdom that ennobles life.
This human being is both
the instrument,
and the profound expression
of life.
Author Unknown
“THE KEYS TO A PEACEFUL MIND”
Through meditation we cultivate attitudes of friendliness toward the happy, compassion for the unhappy, delight in the virtuous, and disregard toward the wicked. In this way the mind retains its deep undisturbed calm.
Yoga Sutras of Patanjali
“The Apache don't have a word for love," he said.
"Know what they both say at the marriage?"
"Tell me."
"Varlebena. It means forever. That's all they say.”
Louis L’Amour, Hondo
"Coming"
On longer evenings,
Light, chill and yellow,
Bathes the serene
Foreheads of houses.
A thrush sings,
Laurel-surrounded
In the deep bare garden,
Its fresh-peeled voice
Astonishing the brickwork.
It will be spring soon,
It will be spring soon—
And I, whose childhood
Is a forgotten boredom,
Feel like a child
Who comes on a scene
Of adult reconciling,
And can understand nothing
But the unusual laughter,
And starts to be happy.
Philip Larkin, prominent 1950s British poet
All the stars in the sky have the same face.
Lawrence Weiner, renowned artist, from his public installation on the façade of the Jewish Museum, Fifth Avenue, New York, NY
There are a thousand thousand reasons to live this life, every one of them sufficient.
Marilynne Robinson, American novelist and essayist
Across her writing career, Robinson has received numerous awards, including the Pulitzer Prize for Fiction in 2005, National Humanities Medal in 2012, and the 2016 Library of Congress Prize for American Fiction.
“Enough”
Enough. These few words are enough.
If not these words, this breath.
If not this breath, this sitting here.
This opening to the life
we have refused
again and again
until now.
Until now
David Whyte
“AUTOBIOGRAPHY IN FIVE CHAPTERS”
1. I walk down the street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I fall in.
I am lost… I am hopeless.
It isn’t my fault.
It takes forever to find a way out.
2. I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I pretend I don’t see it.
I fall in again.
I can’t believe I’m in the same place.
But it isn’t my fault.
It still takes a long time to get out.
3. I walk down the same street.
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I see it is there.
I still fall in… It’s a habit.
My eyes are open.
I know where I am.
It is my fault.
I get out immediately.
4. I walk down the same street
There is a deep hole in the sidewalk.
I walk around it.
5. I walk down another street
Portia Nelson
From Sogyal Rinpoche, The Tibetan Book of Living and Dying
what is the greatest lesson a woman should learn
that since day one
she's already had everything she needs within herself
it's the world that convinced her she did not
Rupi Kaur
Haiku
“Old pond”
an ancient pond
a frog jumps in
the splash of water
Matsui Basho, famous Japanese poet
“The first cold shower”
The first cold shower
Even the monkey seems to want
A little coat of straw
Basho
“On a leafless branch”
On a leafless branch
A crow comes to rest –
Autumn nightfall
Basho
“Along this road”
Along this road
Goes no one,
This autumn eve
Basho
“I write, erase, rewrite”
I write, erase, rewrite,
Erase again, and then
A poppy blooms
Hokushi
26 Things That Are Completely Under Your Control
Your beliefs
Your attitude
Your thoughts
Your perspective
How honest you are
Who your friends are
What books you read
How often you exercise
The type of food you eat
How many risks you take
How you interpret the situation
How kind you are to others
How kind you are to yourself
How often you say “I love you.”
How often you say “thank you.”
How you express your feelings
Whether or not you ask for help
How often you practice gratitude
How many times you smile today
The amount of effort you put forth
How you spend / invest your money
How much time you spend worrying
How often you think about your past
Whether or not you judge other people
Whether or not you try again after a setback
How much you appreciate the things you have
Caleb LP Gunner
Life Lessons from the works of William Shakespeare
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“It is not in the Stars to hold our Destiny but in ourselves”
Julius Caesar in Julius Caesar
“Go wisely and go slowly. Those who rush stumble and fall.”
Romeo in Romeo and Juliet
“Strong reasons make strong actions.”
Lewis in King John
“How poor are they that do not have Patience?”
Iago in the Tragedy of Othello
“We know what we are but know not what we may be.”
Ophelia in Hamlet
“Things won are done; joy’s soul lies in the doing.”
Cressida in Troilus and Cressida
“It is a tale; full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.”
Macbeth in Macbeth
“And often times excusing of a fault doth make the fault the worse by the excuse.”
Pembroke in King John
“There Is Another Sky”
There is another sky,
Ever serene and fair,
And there is another sunshine,
Though it be darkness there;
Never mind faded forests, Austin,
Never mind silent fields -
Here is a little forest,
Whose leaf is ever green;
Here is a brighter garden,
Where not a frost has been;
In its unfading flowers
I hear the bright bee hum:
Prithee, my brother,
Into my garden come!
Emily Dickinson
That it will never come again is what makes life sweet. Dwell in possibility. Find ecstasy in life; the mere sense of living is joy enough.
Emily Dickinson
It's a funny thing about life, once you begin to take note of the things you are grateful for, you begin to lose sight of the things that you lack.
Germany Kent
"KINDNESS"
All that matters is kindness
I know it sounds obvious
But it's true
Think of all the bad things in the world
And then think of you
Think about all of the troubles you've faced
And then think of all the kind faces
That pulled you through
It's them that reminded
You of your power
And on the days you feel you've got little purpose
Remember as humans it's as basic as showering
Others with kindness
Compassion
Lashings
Of love
Regardless of race, sex, location and material stuff
It's kindness in its simplest sense
That will take us from this dark present
Into a more hopeful, prospecting tense.
Charly Cox
Meditation accepts us just as we are-in both our tantrums and our bad habits, in our love and commitments and happiness. It allows us to have a more flexible identity because we learn to accept ourselves and all of our human experience with more tenderness and openness. We learn to accept the present moment with an open heart. Every moment is incredibly unique and fresh, and when we drop into the moment, as meditation allows us to do, we learn how to truly taste this tender and mysterious life that we share together.
Pema Chodren
Haiku
well now,
if I am to be alone
I’ll take the moon as a friend
Yosa Buson
Note: A haiku is a Japanese poem of seventeen syllables which is written in three lines of five, seven, and five syllables, traditionally evoking images of the natural world.
"LOOK IT OVER"
I leave behind even
my walking stick. My knife
is in my pocket, but that
I have forgot. I bring
no car, no cell phone,
no computer, no camera,
no CD player, no fax, no
TV, not even a book. I go
into the woods. I sit on
a log provided at no cost.
It is the earth I’ve come to,
the earth itself, sadly
abused by the stupidity
only humans are capable of
but, as ever, itself. Free.
A bargain! Get it while it lasts.
Wendell Berry
If you can let go of passion and follow your curiosity, your curiosity just might lead you to your passion.
Elizabeth Gilbert
All truth passes through three stages. First, it is ridiculed. Second, it is violently opposed. Third, it is accepted as being self-evident.
Arthur Schopenhauer
"Hug O' War"
I will not play at tug o' war
I'd rather play at hug o' war,
Where everyone hugs
Instead of tugs
Where everyone giggles
And rolls on the rug,
Where everyone kisses
And everyone grins
And everyone cuddles
And everyone wins.
Shel Silverstein, Author of "A Light in the Attic"
"The Mountain Poem"
If the mountain seems too big today
then climb a hill instead
if the morning brings you sadness
it’s ok to stay in bed
If the day ahead weighs heavy
and your plans feel like a curse
there’s no shame in rearranging
don’t make yourself feel worse
If a shower stings like needles
and a bath feels like you’ll drown
if you haven’t washed your hair for days
don’t throw away your crown
A day is not a lifetime
a rest is not defeat
don’t think of it as failure
just a quiet, kind retreat
It’s ok to take a moment
from an anxious, fractured mind
the world will not stop turning
while you get realigned
The mountain will still be there
when you want to try again
you can climb it in your own time
just love yourself til then
Laura Ding-Edwards, 2019
US TWO
In this poem, A.A. Milne (1882-1956), the creator of Winnie the Pooh, shows that having a friend by your side provides strength and courage. It also removes the fear we experience when we are alone. This is a narrative poem that tells a story.
Wherever I am, there's always Pooh,
There's always Pooh and Me.
Whatever I do, he wants to do,
"Where are you going today?" says Pooh:
"Well, that's very odd 'cos I was too.
Let's go together," says Pooh, says he.
"Let's go together," says Pooh.
"What's twice eleven?" I said to Pooh.
("Twice what?" said Pooh to Me.)
"I think it ought to be twenty-two."
"Just what I think myself," said Pooh.
"It wasn't an easy sum to do,
But that's what it is," said Pooh, said he.
"That's what it is," said Pooh.
"Let's look for dragons," I said to Pooh.
"Yes, let's," said Pooh to Me.
We crossed the river and found a few-
"Yes, those are dragons all right," said Pooh.
"As soon as I saw their beaks I knew.
That's what they are," said Pooh, said he.
"That's what they are," said Pooh.
"Let's frighten the dragons," I said to Pooh.
"That's right," said Pooh to Me.
"I'm not afraid," I said to Pooh,
And I held his paw and I shouted "Shoo!
Silly old dragons!"- and off they flew.
"I wasn't afraid," said Pooh, said he,
"I'm never afraid with you."
So wherever I am, there's always Pooh,
There's always Pooh and Me.
"What would I do?" I said to Pooh,
"If it wasn't for you," and Pooh said: "True,
It isn't much fun for One, but Two,
Can stick together, says Pooh, says he. "That's how it is," says Pooh.
AA Milne
Lao Tzu, Tao Te Ching
"On True Leadership," Chapter 66
Why is the sea king of a hundred streams?
Because it lies below them.
Therefore it is the king of a hundred streams.
If the sage would guide the people, he must serve with humility.
If he would lead them, he must follow behind.
In this way when the sage rules, the people will not feel oppressed;
When he stands before them, they will not be harmed.
The whole world will support him and will not tire of him.
Because he does not compete,
He does not meet competition.
(Tao Te Ching is a classic Chinese text that is translatable as "The Book of the Way and its Virtue.” It was written by the Chinese master Lao Tzu around 600 BCE.)
Earth is what we all have in common.
Wendell Berry
Preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, it's the only home we've ever known.
Carl Sagan
Land really is the best art.
Andy Warhol
There are moments in our lives, there are moments in a day, when we seem to see beyond the usual- become clairvoyant. We reach then into reality. Such are the moments of our greatest happiness. Such are the moments of our greatest wisdom. It is in the nature of all people to have these experiences; but in our time and under the conditions of our lives, it is only a rare few who are able to continue in the experience and find expression for it.
Robert Henri, The Art Spirit
Think before acting; and whilst acting, still think.
Bulgarian proverb
Love me when I least deserve it, because that is when I need it most.
Swedish proverb
When you are in doubt, be still, and wait; When doubt no longer exists for you, then go forward with courage. So long as mists envelop you, be still; Be still until the sunlight pours through and dispels the mists, as it surely will. Then act with courage.
Ponca Chief White Eagle
“Cookie Thief”
A woman was waiting at the airport one night,
With several long hours before her flight.
She hunted for a book in the airport shop,
Bought a bag of cookies and found a place to drop.
She was engrossed in her book, but happened to see,
That the man beside her, as bold as could be,
Grabbed a cookie or two from the bag between,
Which she tried to ignore to avoid a scene
She read, munched cookies, and watched the clock,
As the gustly "cookie thief" diminished her stock
She was getting more irritated as the minutes ticked by,
Thinking, "If I wasn't so nice, I'd blacken his eye!"
With each cookie she took, he took one too.
When only one was left, she wondered what he'd do.
with a smile on his face and a nervous laugh,
He took the last cookie and broke it in half.
He offered her half, and he ate the other.
She snatched it from him and thought, "Oh brother,
This guy has some nerve, and he's also so rude,
Why, he didn't even show any gratitude!"
She had never known when she had been so galled,
And sighed with relief when her flight was called.
She gathered her belongings and headed for the gate,
Refusing to look at the "thieving ingrate".
She boarded the plane and sank in her seat,
Then sought her book, which was almost complete.
As she reached in her baggage, she gasped with surprise.
There were her bag of cookies in front of her eyes!
"If mine are here," she moaned with despair.
"Then the others were his and he tried to share!"
Too late to apologize, she realized with grief,
That she was the rude one, the ingrate, the thief!!!!
Valerie Cox
“Hokusai Says”
Hokusai says look carefully.
He says pay attention, notice.
He says keep looking, stay curious.
He says there is no end to seeing.
He says look forward to getting old.
He says keep changing,
you just get more who you really are.
He says get stuck, accept it, repeat
yourself as long as it is interesting.
He says keep doing what you love.
He says keep praying.
He says everyone of us is a child,
everyone of us is ancient,
everyone of us has a body.
He says everyone of us is frightened.
He says everyone of us has to find
a way to live with fear.
He says everything is alive–
shells, buildings, people, fish,
mountains, trees, wood is alive.
Water is alive.
Everything has its own life.
Everything lives inside us.
He says live with the world inside you.
He says it doesn’t matter if you draw,
or write books. It doesn’t matter
if you saw wood, or catch fish.
It doesn’t matter if you sit at home
and stare at the ants on your veranda
or the shadows of the trees
and grasses in your garden.
It matters that you care.
It matters that you feel.
It matters that you notice.
It matters that life lives through you.
Contentment is life living through you.
Joy is life living through you.
Satisfaction and strength
is life living through you.
He says don’t be afraid.
Don’t be afraid.
Love, feel, let life take you by the hand.
Let life live through you.
Roger Keyes
“When Death Comes”
When death comes
like the hungry bear in autumn;
when death comes and takes all the bright coins from his purse
to buy me, and snaps the purse shut;
when death comes
like the measle-pox
when death comes
like an iceberg between the shoulder blades,
I want to step through the door full of curiosity, wondering:
what is it going to be like, that cottage of darkness?
And therefore I look upon everything
as a brotherhood and a sisterhood,
and I look upon time as no more than an idea,
and I consider eternity as another possibility,
and I think of each life as a flower, as common
as a field daisy, and as singular,
and each name a comfortable music in the mouth,
tending, as all music does, toward silence,
and each body a lion of courage, and something
precious to the earth.
When it’s over, I want to say all my life
I was a bride married to amazement.
I was the bridegroom, taking the world into my arms.
When it’s over, I don’t want to wonder
if I have made of my life something particular, and real.
I don’t want to find myself sighing and frightened,
or full of argument.
I don’t want to end up simply having visited this world.
Mary Oliver
“Praying”
It doesn’t have to be
the blue iris, it could be
weeds in a vacant lot, or a few
small stones; just
pay attention, then patch
a few words together and don’t try
to make them elaborate, this isn’t
a contest but the doorway
into thanks, and a silence in which
another voice may speak.
Mary Oliver
There is almost a sensual longing for communion with others who have a larger vision. The immense fulfillment of the friendships between those engaged in furthering the evolution of consciousness has a quality almost impossible to describe.
Pierre Teilhard de Chardin
May we have compassion for ourselves and others at this unprecedented time.
May we have the courage to ask for support when we need it.
May we offer support from a resourced body, heart, and mind.
May we trust that we are doing the best we can in each moment.
May we have humility, take responsibility, and make amends when we cause harm.
May we discern with wisdom what is true and act as skillfully as we can.
May we forgive ourselves and each other for our humanity.
May we remember when we forget.
La Sarmiento, Lovingkindness
Just for Now,
Without asking how, let yourself sink into stillness.
Just for now, lay down the weight
You so patiently bear upon your shoulders.
Feel the earth receive you,
And the infinite expanse of the sky grow even wider,
as your awareness reaches up to meet it.
Just for now,
Allow a wave of breath to enliven your experience.
Breathe out whatever blocks you from the truth.
Just for now,
Be boundless, free, with awakened energy tingling in your hands and feet.
Drink in the possibility
Of being who and what you really are –
So fully alive that the world looks different,
Newly born and vibrant, just for now.
Danna Faulds
When we consider peace, we realize that there is individual peace and there is collective peace—which is peace within a society, peace within a nation, peace among nations. They seem to be two different things, but they are profoundly and intimately connected. Many individuals in a society, if they are stressed, and strained, and incoherent, they create an incoherent, stressed, and strained society. It is very important that society has individuals that are balanced, that are peaceful in order for society to be peaceful.
Tony Nader, MD, PhD, MARR
"Invictus"
Out of the night that covers me,
Black as the pit from pole to pole,
I thank whatever gods may be
For my unconquerable soul.
In the fell clutch of circumstance
I have not winced nor cried aloud.
Under the bludgeonings of chance
My head is bloody, but unbowed.
Beyond this place of wrath and tears
Looms but the Horror of the shade,
And yet the menace of the years
Finds and shall find me unafraid.
It matters not how strait the gate,
How charged with punishments the scroll,
I am the master of my fate,
I am the captain of my soul.
William Ernest Henley
Thus, without expectation,
One will always perceive the subtlety,
And, with expectation,
One will always perceive the boundary.
Lao Tzu, Tao Te Ching
Desiderata
Go placidly amid the noise and the haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible, without surrender, be on good terms with all persons. Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even to the dull and the ignorant; they too have their story. Avoid loud and aggressive persons; they are vexatious to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain or bitter, for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself. Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time. Exercise caution in your business affairs, for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals, and everywhere life is full of heroism. Be yourself. Especially do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment it is as perennial as the grass. Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth. Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness. Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here. And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should. Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be. And whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life, keep peace in your soul. With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.
Max Ehrmann, 1927
Don't look back, you’re not going that way.
Anonymous
To laugh often and much;
To win the respect of intelligent
people and the affection of children;
To earn the appreciation of honest
Critics and endure the betrayal of false friends;
To appreciate beauty, to find the best in others;
To leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child,
a garden patch or a redeemed social condition;
To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived.
This is to have succeeded.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
Be glad of life
because it gives you the chance
to love and to work and to play
and to look up at the stars;
to be satisfied with your possessions;
to despise nothing in the world
except falsehood and meanness,
to fear nothing except cowardice;
to be governed by your admirations
rather than by your disgusts;
to covet nothing that is your neighbor's
except his kindness of heart and gentleness of manners;
to think seldom of your enemies,
often of your friends,
to spend as much time as you can,
with body and with spirit, out of doors,
these are the little guideposts on the footpath to peace.
Henry Van Dyke
And the time came when the risk to remain a tight in a bud was more painful that the risk It took to blossom.
Anais Nin
Whenever you do something that is not aligned with the yearning or your soul—you create suffering.
Anais Nin
Until one is committed, there is hesitancy, the chance to draw back. But concerning all acts of initiative (and creation), there is one elementary truth, the ignorance of which kills countless ideas and splendid plans: that the moment one definitely commits oneself, then Providence moves too. All sorts of things occur to help one that would never otherwise have occurred. A whole stream of events issues from the decision, raising in one's favor all manner of unforeseen incidents and meetings and material assistance, which no man could have dreamt would have come his way. I have learned a deep respect for one of Goethe's couplets: “Whatever you can do, or dream you can, begin it. Boldness has genius, power, and magic in it!”
William H Murray
These days are like a strong wind on a young tree. It drives the roots deep.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
Opportunities to find deeper powers within ourselves come when life seems most challenging.
Joseph Campbell
Quiet minds cannot be perplexed or frightened but go on in fortune or misfortune at their own private pace, like a clock during a thunderstorm.
Robert Louis Stevenson
If diet is wrong, medication is of no use.
If diet is correct, medication is of no need.
Charak, Ayurveda
Let food be your medicine and medicine be your food.
Hippocrates
Can you coax your mind from its wandering
and keep to the original oneness?
Can you let your body become
supple as a new born child’s?
Can you cleanse your inner vision
until you see nothing but the light?
Can you love people and lead them
without imposing your will?
Can you deal with the most vital matters
by letting events take their course?
Can you step back from your own mind
and thus understand all things?
Giving birth and nourishing,
having without possessing,
acting with no expectations,
leading and not trying to control,
this is the supreme virtue
Lao Tzu, Tao Te Ching ("The Book of the Way and its Virtue")
Rivers do not drink their own water, trees do not eat their own fruit. The sun does not shine on itself, and flowers do not spread their fragrance for themselves. Living for others is a rule of nature. We are all born to help each other. No matter how difficult it is… Life is good when you are happy, but life is much better when others are happy because of you.
Pope Francis
The greater you are, the more you need to search for your self. Your deep soul hides itself from consciousness. So you need to increase aloneness, elevation of thinking, penetration of thought, liberation of mind — until finally your soul reveals itself to you, spangling a few sparkles of her lights.
Then you find bliss, transcending all humiliations or anything that happens, by attaining equanimity, by becoming one with everything that happens, by reducing yourself so extremely that you nullify your individual, imaginary form, that you nullify existence in the depth of yourself.
“What are we?” Then you know every spark of truth, every bolt of integrity flashing anywhere.
Then everything gathers to you, without hatred, jealousy, or rivalry. The light of peace and a fierce boldness manifest in you. The desire to act and work, the passion to create and to restore your self, the yearning for silence and for the inner shout of joy — these all band together in your spirit, and you become holy.
Rabbi Abraham Isaac Kook
Try and penetrate with our limited means the secrets of nature and you will find that, behind all the discernible networks, there remains something subtle, intangible and inexplicable. Veneration for this force beyond anything that we can comprehend is my religion. To that extent I am, in point of fact, religious.
However, I am not an atheist... The problem involved is too vast for our limited minds. We are in the position of a little child entering a huge library filled with books in many languages. The child knows someone must have written those books. It doesn’t know how. It doesn’t understand the languages in which they were written. The child dimly suspects a mysterious order in the arrangement of the books but doesn't know what it is. That, it seems to me, is the attitude of even the most intelligent human being towards God. We see the universe marvelously arranged and obeying certain laws but only dimly understand these laws. Our limited minds cannot grasp the mysterious force that sways the constellation.
Albert Einstein
How yearns the solitary soul
To melt into the boundless whole,
And find itself again in peace!
The blind desire, the impatient will,
The restless thoughts and plans are still;
We yield ourselves—and wake in bliss!
Johann Wolfgang Von Goethe
There is in the blind as well as in those who see an Absolute which gives truth to what we know to be true, order to what is orderly, beauty to the beautiful, touchableness to what is tangible. Reality, of which visible things are the outward symbol, shines before my mind. While I walk about my chamber with unsteady steps, my spirit sweeps skyward on eagle wings and looks out with unquenchable vision upon the world of eternal beauty.
Helen Keller
"The Peace of Wild Things"
When despair for the world grows in me
and I wake in the night at the least sound
in fear of what my life and my children’s lives may be,
I go and lie down where the wood drake
rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
who do not tax their lives with forethought
of grief. I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day-blind stars
waiting with their light. For a time
I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.
Wendell Berry
I don’t need a friend who changes when I change and who nods when I nod; my shadow does that much better.
Plutarch
Daffodils
for oft when on my couch i lie,
in vacant or in pensive mood
they flash apon that inward eye
which is the bliss of solitude
& then my heart with pleasure fills
& dances w/ the daffodils
William Wordsworth
Even
After
All this time
The Sun never says to the Earth,
"You owe me."
Look
What happens
With a love like that,
It lights the whole sky.
Hafiz, Persian poet
In an age of speed, I began to think, nothing could be more invigorating than going slow. In an age of distraction, nothing can feel more luxurious than paying attention. And in an age of constant movement, nothing is more urgent than sitting still.
Pico Iyer, from The Art of Stillness: Adventures in Going Nowhere
Not many years ago, it was access to information and movement that seemed our greatest luxury; nowadays it’s often freedom from information, the chance to sit still, that feels like the ultimate prize.
Pico Iyer
This is the time to be slow,
Lie low to the wall
Until the bitter weather passes.
Try, as best you can, not to let
The wire brush of doubt
Scrape from your heart
All sense of yourself
And your hesitant light.
If you remain generous,
Time will come good;
And you will find your feet
Again on fresh pastures of promise,
Where the air will be kind
And blushed with beginning.”
John O'Donohue, from To Bless the Space Between Us: A Book of Blessings
We spend precious hours fearing the inevitable. It would be wise to use that time adoring our families, cherishing our friends and living our lives.
Maya Angelou
No matter how full the river, it still wants to grow.
Congolese proverb
One whose seeds have not sprouted does not give up planting.
Kenyan proverb
Within us is the soul of the whole, the wise silence, the universal beauty, the eternal One.
Ralph Waldo Emerson
All meditation where the intellect works, fatigues the body. There are other meditations… which are restful, full of peace for the intellect, without labor for the interior faculties of the soul, and which are performed without either physical or interior effort. I had experienced such extreme satisfaction since beginning to make us of this method of meditation that I did not think it possible to experience gentler or more innocent joys in life.
Renee Descartes, Mathematician, scientist, inventor of the Cartesian coordinate system
I feel that the object of life at seventy is practically the same as it was at twenty. Only one thing had been Added. One thing. Beneath the surface waves and storms of youth, beneath the backward and forward fluctuations, deep down, there has been added the calm of inner realization and union. I know now that these two primordial and foundational things (or perhaps they are one) are there. Our union with Nature and humanity is a fact, which--whether we recognize it or not--is at the base of our lives; slumbering, yet ready to wake in our consciousness when the due time arrives. With this assurance one certainly discovers that life--even in old age — may be delightful.
Edward Carpenter, Writer, poet, educator
Maggie and Milly and Molly and May
went down to the beach (to play one day)
and Maggie discovered a shell that sang
so sweetly she couldn't remember her troubles, and
Milly befriended a stranded star
whose rays five languid fingers were;
and Molly was chased by a horrible thing
which raced sideways while blowing bubbles: and
May came home with a smooth round stone
as small as a world and as large as alone.
For whatever we lose (like a you or a me)
it's always ourselves we find in the sea
E.E. Cummings
One day a man was walking along the beach when he noticed a boy picking something up and gently throwing it into the ocean. Approaching the boy, he asked, “What are you doing?” The youth replied, “Throwing starfish back into the ocean. The surf is up and the tide is going out. If I don’t throw them back, they’ll die.” “Son,” the man said, “don’t you realize there are miles and miles of beach and hundreds of starfish? You can’t make a difference!”
After listening politely, the boy bent down, picked up another starfish, and threw it back into the surf. Then, smiling at the man, he said… “I made a difference for that one.
Loren Eisley, Anthropologist, educator, philosopher, and natural science writer
Although I am a typical loner in daily life, my consciousness of belonging to the invisible community of those who strive for truth, beauty, and justice has preserved me from feeling isolated.
Albert Einstein
To the mind that is still, the whole universe surrenders.
Lao Tzu, Chinese philosopher and writer, founder of Taoism
Be still, and know that I am God.
Psalms 46:10
The music is not in the notes, but in the silence between.
Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart
Stop trying to calm the storm. Calm yourself and the storm will pass.
Anonymous
Outside is the joy of the drop. Inside is the joy of the ocean.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
If we think of defeat, that's what we will get. If we are undecided then nothing will happen for us. We must just pick something great to do, and then do it. Never think of failure at all, for as we think now, that's what we will get.
Maharishi Mahesh Yogi
But, first, a hush of peace—a soundless calm descends;
The struggle of distress, and fierce impatience ends;
Mute music soothes my breast—unuttered harmony,
That I could never dream, till Earth was lost to me.
Then dawns the Invisible; the Unseen its truth reveals;
My outward sense is gone, my inward essence feels:
Its wings are almost free—its home, its harbour found,
Measuring the gulph, it stoops and dares the final bound.
Oh! dreadful is the check—intense the agony—
When the ear begins to hear, and the eye begins to see;
When the pulse begins to throb, the brain to think again;
The soul to feel the flesh, and the flesh to feel the chain.
Emily Brontë
There’s a door in every home, wherever we are. We can go in and out of it without fear or taking extra precautions; we can travel, visit our loved ones, and meet innumerable new people. Opening it requires only the willpower to take a moment of complete silence and ask ourselves what is really important, and what isn’t. The key to this other door can be found at the crossroads of the head and the heart: if you want to find it, you will. There is a home within each of us that is like no other, beautiful and welcoming, full of sunlight, with a blooming garden, a doorway to the world and a balcony that looks over an infinite universe. A home made up of wonder, the desire to share, love, and the certainty that this whole earthly realm is one big family. Let’s use this obligatory stay at home to seek it out, to discover the immeasurable beauty of what we hold inside and everything that we are.
Andrea Bocelli
All shall be well... for there is a force of love moving through the universe that holds us fast and will never let us go.
Julian of Norwich, 14th century English mystic
Quiet minds cannot be perplexed or frightened but go on in fortune or misfortune at their own private pace, like a clock during a thunderstorm.
Robert Louis Stevenson
Self
Once I freed myself of my duties to tasks and people and went down to the cleansing sea...
The air was like wine to my spirit,
The sky bathed my eyes with infinity,
The sun followed me, casting golden snares on the tide,
And the ocean—masses of molten surfaces, faintly gray-blue—sang to my heart...
Then I found myself, all here in the body and brain, and all there on the shore:
Content to be myself: free, and strong, and enlarged:
Then I knew the depths of myself were the depths of space.
And all living beings were of those depths (my brothers and sisters)
And that by going inward and away from duties, cities, street-cars and greetings,
I was dipping behind all surfaces, piercing cities and people,
And entering in and possessing them, more than a brother,
The surge of all life in them and in me...
So I swore I would be myself (there by the ocean)
And I swore I would cease to neglect myself, but would take myself as my mate,
Solemn marriage and deep: midnights of thought to be:
Long mornings of sacred communion, and twilights of talk,
Myself and I, long parted, clasping and married till death.
James Oppenheim
People seek retreats for themselves — in the country, by the sea, in the hills — and you yourself are particularly prone to this yearning. But all this is quite on the surface, when what is open to you, at any time you want, is to retreat into yourself. For nowhere is there more quiet or more freedom from trouble than when you retire into your own soul ….
Marcus Aurelius, Roman emperor and stoic philosopher
At the heart of every winter,
there is a quivering spring;
and behind the veil of each night
there is a smiling dawn.
Kahlil Gibran
Just keep in mind: the more we value things outside our control, the less control we have.
Epictetus
As swimmers dare
to lie face to the sky
and water bears them,
as hawks rest upon air
and air sustains them,
so would I learn to attain
freefall, and float
into Creator Spirit’s deep embrace,
knowing no effort earns
that all-surrounding grace.
Denise Levertov
He who would do great things should not attempt to do them alone.
Seneca proverb
It does not require many words to speak the truth.
Chief Joseph, Nez Perce Tribe, 1840-1904
Humankind has not woven the web of life. We are but a thread within it. Whatever we do to the web we do to ourselves. All things are bound together. All things connect.
Chief Seattle, Duwamish Tribe, 1780-1866
In our every deliberation, we must consider the impact of our decision on the next seven generations.
Iroquois maxim
I salute the light within your eyes where the whole universe dwells. For when you are at that center within you and I am in that place within me, we shall be one.
Crazy Horse Oglala, Lakota Sioux Tribe, 1840-1877
In the midst of winter, I found there was, within me, an invincible summer. And that makes me happy. For it says that no matter how hard the world pushes against me, within me, there's something stronger - something better, pushing right back.
Albert Camus
If I keep a green bough in my heart
the singing bird will come.
Chinese proverb
There is a solitude of space
A solitude of sea
A solitude of death, but these
Society shall be
Compared with that profounder site
That polar privacy
A soul admitted to itself—
Finite infinity!
Emily Dickinson
Still there are moments when one feels free from one’s own identification with human limitations and inadequacies. At such moments, one imagines that one stands on some spot of a small planet, gazing in amazement at the cold yet profoundly moving beauty of the eternal, the unfathomable: life and death flow into one, and there is neither evolution nor destiny; only being.
Albert Einstein
From The Community
A message from Vaitiare, who connects in regularly for the twice-daily Zoom meditations…
As we say in Tahitian, “Mauruuru," meaning “Thank you” for the daily TM sessions. They are so wonderful.
It's been about 5 months since I started TM meditation. Being a cancer survivor for two years, I have always meditated since my early 20's. I am now a 57 years old woman and for the past 20 years it has been a daily part of my life.
I must say that I have tried different meditations trying new things. I know it helped me in so many ways with my cancer. Being cancer free from a stem cell bone marrow transplant two years ago, fighting, accepting and embracing all, I was feeling a lot of anxiety more than ever. I have done a lot of spiritual healing but I was feeling suddenly depressed, scared and not knowing what to do with my life early this year. I had gone not only through cancer, the pandemic but also a terrible divorce and then losing my father last year and being unable to attend his funeral in the homeland of Tahiti. I have two beautiful children and I would do anything for them. But my depression and fears left me scared, lost and I wanted to withdraw.
It was one lovely morning walking with my dog, when he decided to stop at this particular corner of the street and to watch people. Nothing new, I let him sit for about ten minutes as I scrolled through my photos. I had lost all my hair and my son had just taken new photos of me with my new hair, new body and self feeling pretty good at that moment. A stranger walked by and I decided to ask him a question. (So unlike me). My walks are my sacred moments for prayer, meditation, reflection and being with nature. but I felt my guides gave me a push and told my dog to sit there! Let's say it wasn't by accident…LOL
I had just completed a 21 days meditation challenge and that day happened to be the last day. I knew I needed to go to a deeper level. But what, where, who? I asked my angels, the universe to show me? I trust the universe will deliver. This total stranger that I suddenly asked if he would be so kind as to help me choose a photo (laughed kindly)... and long story short, he told me about TM, he had been doing TM for 40 years and even wrote a book. My prayers were answered.
It's been so great since I have been doing TM. I felt the anxiety go away, I didn't wake up with a huge knot in my chest or stomach anymore, my sleep improved, and I felt I could work through it with love and confidence. Something magical was happening. The fear subsided and I even started a new job three months ago. I feel connected with my second life and my new purpose. I feel good and doing my morning and afternoon meditations is life saving. I feel grounded, refreshed and more aware and better able to handle the daily life events without fear. Overall it's been truly amazing!
I apologize for this extremely long email. Just wanted to say thank you and that I am so grateful to have found TM in my life.
Have a blessed day,
Vaitiare
(Note: Vaitiare means “waterflower” in Tahitian. )
A letter from Natalia, who connects in regularly for the twice-daily Zoom meditations…
Hello Bob!
In 2021 I sent you a message from ICU. I have Covid again, but I am doing well. It took me about a year of reflection to recognize how TM may have contributed to my survival. Most of the nurses shared their stories of hardship and how they came to America, got educated, and found careers in nursing. Although we could not touch, there was a bond, a human connection that I read about when learning of soldiers in the trenches in WWI, Holocaust survivors who huddled together for warmth, and the comradery of New Yorkers since 9/11. I experienced history from the trenches instead of reading about it or heading to a museum.
It is this interconnectedness of humanity that group meditation offers. We don’t touch or see the group, and yet we are together. We are connected. I calmly asked one nurse if he wouldn’t mind holding my hand should death be near - with a glove of course. He warmly replied, “of course, any of us would.” It made me realize that I didn’t need my family there. I love my “family” dearly. But we are all family. What an epiphany. Thank you for the Group Meditations.
Also, TM enabled me to live more fully – take chances, travel to new places, meet new friends, sprint to the nearest museum, and read voraciously. I even adopted a puppy. We adore her. I have had a wonderful life, but TM made me a better person who flourishes. How could death be so bad if I had lived so fully? Who wants to live forever? Vampires don’t seem too happy.
“Death twitches my ear; live, he says, I am coming.” - Virgil
“You can come, but let me finish this group meditation.” - Natalia
— Natalia Weatherbie
“Peeling an Egg”
at my kitchen sink,
looking out the window,
as I do each morning,
I think -
What is there to say
that hasn’t been said?
What is there to write
that hasn’t been written?
“No one,” you answer,
but you, has seen
this egg, this light,
nor heard these birds
this morning, only you.
You are the only one
who can tell your story.”
— Emily Lewis Penn
"2x Daily"
sometimes
it's as if I am very tiny
happily sitting on a single mostly white
illuminated pink and yellow rose
petal with a yellow and green stem
tributaries orchestrating
sweet fragrant tones
of drunken joy
celebrating
living love and beauty
“Spring’s Rebellion”
Yesterday we did all those things one does at the conclusion of a long winter campaign.
We mowed.
We pruned.
We raked.
We waged war with the ants.
We thought smugly of ourselves,
All organized and in control,
Of all those messy outside things.
We credited ourselves with a pat on the back and a job well done.
Today we awoke.
After the rain.
After the wind.
After the sun fought back and won victoriously.
Awoke to the rebellion of Spring.
To the violent uprising of lush uneven green.
To the explosion of color, of weeds and winter crops abloom,
To the drone of bees and gnats and all manner of airborne things.
We are under siege.
Or perhaps…
We are just out-of-step with a festive celebration.
Of exuberant alleluias,
Hands and voices raised to the skies.
Of ticker-tape and confetti parades,
With firecrackers and shouts of joy.
Today I will kick off my shoes.
Run barefoot on the grass.
Warm my face in the sun.
Gather a bouquet of wildflowers and herbs.
Pick the last tender leaves of lettuce and winter greens.
I will lay down my weapons and give thanks,
For all wondrous things I cannot control,
And perhaps,
Even strike a truce with the ants.
— Diana Shima
Haiku from our meditators
“Winter Meditation”
Walking the woods path
Glistening in the warm sun
Frost thaws on the lake
— Tyler Principe
Bowing to the sea
I offer my gratitude.
Waves, as life, pass by.
— Smita Vyas Kumar
Take a dip in the clear, deep, refreshing water.
Allow it to soothe your tired body, your aching heart and your distressed mind.
Return to your day rejuvenated and renewed.
Allow yourself to spill forth into everything you do, radiating onto all you encounter.
Returning to the water whenever you find it necessary for the source is eternal.
There you will find no agenda, no goals to meet, no questions to answer or issues to resolve.
It is nothing and yet it is everything and it is here for us, in this moment, in the state that we are in.
Ever present, ever waiting to accept you and envelop you just as you are.
— Chris Vitello
I close my eyes
And I pray
In the silence, I instantly rush to a first thought
And then a second
And a third
Rapid fire
"You are not there"
"You do not care"
This anxiety and raging mind - could it be blind?
It is not kind
The surface waves crash, making thunderous sounds
Crashing and crashing
Upon the shore, and the surface of the sea
That is my mind
It is not me
I close my eyes
And I struggle
There is knocking at my heart
I hurt to even glimpse down towards chest wall
It aches for something I cannot comprehend
Not with these thoughts rushing through
And crashing
I want distraction, some temptation to guide me away
From this hurt
From this heart
From this head
And the knocking
I close my eyes
Keeping them shut
I do not move; I do not quake
I allow the waves to overtake me
As ... I ... awake
As I am submerged
Into the deeper place
A different space
Below the surface of the sea
In a world sublime
Colors
Coral
In stillness
Sunbeams silent hitting ocean floor
Could there be more?
I close my eyes
And though chaos rolls all around this bubble
That is my cave underwater
Yes
I am there
And yes I do care
It's all I really need
As heartaches soften into silence
And peace arises without a word
All that is left is all that I can be
Nothing really more to hear, think or say
It is me
Of this I pray
— Jim Ellis