tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-83175747549418594832024-02-07T19:37:18.804-08:00death is a place and love is the wayUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger1138125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8317574754941859483.post-28142108021839289002022-04-21T07:25:00.004-07:002022-04-21T07:27:08.244-07:00question<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnGOKerCosFnQLgybXEm27PShDvaPyeJZl-8FY-puWIg-O4VwrYJM9mlXNVRjSXB0DJ825_2NyVcAx2NA4MKb-mfFeJzmNGSwTD9hfU_oDY5ARaJYNDJ9XNuCsBZ_-73YlnMQ78qFwmrvTly3Qsr03WCUle3wFax1CMwxxpIMVPRIADTuEnd2pWaR7/s640/tumblr_lkc3kv35RC1qa9omho1_1280.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="638" data-original-width="640" height="636" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjnGOKerCosFnQLgybXEm27PShDvaPyeJZl-8FY-puWIg-O4VwrYJM9mlXNVRjSXB0DJ825_2NyVcAx2NA4MKb-mfFeJzmNGSwTD9hfU_oDY5ARaJYNDJ9XNuCsBZ_-73YlnMQ78qFwmrvTly3Qsr03WCUle3wFax1CMwxxpIMVPRIADTuEnd2pWaR7/w640-h636/tumblr_lkc3kv35RC1qa9omho1_1280.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></span><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.</div><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"></span><blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"></span><blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"></span><blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;">what time is it? it is by every star<br /><br />a different time, and each most falsely true;<br />or so subhuman superminds declare<br /><br />— not all their times encompass me and you:<br /><br />when we are never, but forever now<br />(hosts of eternity; not guests of seem)<br />believe me, dear, clocks have enough to do<br /><br />without confusing timelessness and time.<br /><br />Time cannot children, poets, lovers tell —<br />Measure imagine, mystery, a kiss<br />— not though mankind would rather know than feel:<br /><br />mistrusting utterly that timelessness<br /><br />whose absence would make your whole life and my<br />(and infinite our) merely to undie<br /><br /><br /><b>—E. E. Cummings</b></span><div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><i>poem</i><br /><br /><br /></span></div></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote><div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><div style="text-align: center;">.</div><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /><br /></span></div></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8317574754941859483.post-75362831063452122982022-04-20T05:55:00.002-07:002022-04-20T09:58:48.976-07:00The Thing Is <p><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"> </span></p><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1yaoPT0LiLXs07JMQucYQW2gEfy7SnCLrL4wro1hGaID4ewZtYkOrFcPT0eC1E6rm0jpVQM2U2_VRedOfycSs81babmz7EZYBXmEI1ZUz30OklcznM9hYPNICbjN5Xr2B4nbaQ68kq7I/s1600/birdlarger+loves.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1yaoPT0LiLXs07JMQucYQW2gEfy7SnCLrL4wro1hGaID4ewZtYkOrFcPT0eC1E6rm0jpVQM2U2_VRedOfycSs81babmz7EZYBXmEI1ZUz30OklcznM9hYPNICbjN5Xr2B4nbaQ68kq7I/s1600/birdlarger+loves.jpg" /></a></span></span></span><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1yaoPT0LiLXs07JMQucYQW2gEfy7SnCLrL4wro1hGaID4ewZtYkOrFcPT0eC1E6rm0jpVQM2U2_VRedOfycSs81babmz7EZYBXmEI1ZUz30OklcznM9hYPNICbjN5Xr2B4nbaQ68kq7I/s1600/birdlarger+loves.jpg"><br /></a><br /><br /><br /></span></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;">.</span></span></div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: small;"><br /><br /><br /></span></span><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><h2 style="font-weight: normal;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; font-size: small;"><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif">to love life, to love it even <br />when you have no stomach for it <br />and everything you’ve held dear <br />crumbles like burnt paper in your hands, <br />your throat filled with the silt of it. <br />When grief sits with you, its tropical heat <br />thickening the air, heavy as water <br />more fit for gills than lungs; <br />when grief weights you like your own flesh <br />only more of it, an obesity of grief, <br />you think, <i>How can a body withstand this? </i><br />Then you hold life like a face <br />between your palms, a plain face, <br />no charming smile, no violet eyes, <br />and you say, yes, I will take you <br />I will love you, again.</span></span><br /><br /><br /><b><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif">—Ellen Bass</span></span></b></span></h2></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;">.</span></span></div><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><br /></span></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8317574754941859483.post-34472253112174226692022-04-19T02:43:00.008-07:002022-04-19T08:35:38.696-07:00Concerning the Book That Is the Body of the Beloved<p><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"> </span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif"> </span></span><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-zY1wKW13nlxnkObDJXoCggqID80l4RJSFLtcwL5DsOpAy1lKhdwrmB-369k5C_cuP29gznTNmKExZHLY7IqUMCYIWNMY6leW8YqvHePpe4zeXntBtZ0TFMQJmr7Hpej8db_pKLQLgWU/s1600/horselarger.png"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi-zY1wKW13nlxnkObDJXoCggqID80l4RJSFLtcwL5DsOpAy1lKhdwrmB-369k5C_cuP29gznTNmKExZHLY7IqUMCYIWNMY6leW8YqvHePpe4zeXntBtZ0TFMQJmr7Hpej8db_pKLQLgWU/s1600/horselarger.png" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif">.</span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif"><br /></span></span></span></div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /><br /><br /></span><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif">Not deepest grief,</span></span><br /><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif">Of course,</span></span><br /><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif">Nothing can help you</span></span><br /><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif">With that.</span></span><br /><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif"> Later,</span></span><br /><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif">Maybe, but not now.</span></span><br /><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif">Now you are unreachable,</span></span><br /><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif">Alone with all that was</span></span><br /><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif">Awry between you.</span></span><br /><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif"><br /></span></span><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif">Alone with what was said</span></span><br /><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif">and not said.</span></span><br /><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif"> Saying it all</span></span><br /><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif">Now freely confessing</span></span><br /><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif">What you withheld then,</span></span><br /><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif">Admitting what you denied</span></span><br /><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif">Only a short while ago.</span></span><br /><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif"><br /></span></span><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif">How obvious that you</span></span><br /><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif">Were often wrong and unkind.</span></span><br /><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif"><br /></span></span><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif">Aware of all the good</span></span><br /><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif">Deeds you intended</span></span><br /><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif">That remained undone.</span></span><br /><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif">Aware of all the good</span></span><br /><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif">Between you </span></span><br /><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif">That Death has undone.</span></span><br /><br /><br /><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif"><b>—Gregory Orr<span class="st"><i> </i></span></b></span></span></span></blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote><div style="text-align: center;"><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif"><span class="st" style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><i><br /></i></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif"><span class="st" style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><i>. . .</i></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif"><span class="st" style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><i><br /></i></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif"><span class="st" style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><i><br /></i></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif"><span class="st" style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><i><br /></i></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif"><span class="st" style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><i><br /></i></span></span></span></div><div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"></span><blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><blockquote><blockquote><blockquote><blockquote>In the end, everyone is aware of this:<br />nobody keeps any of what he has,<br />and life is only a borrowing of bones. <br /><br /><br /><b>—Pablo Neruda</b></blockquote><b></b></blockquote><b></b></blockquote><b></b></blockquote><b></b></span><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif"><span class="st" style="font-family: verdana;"><div style="caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: #20124d; text-align: left;"></div></span></span></span></blockquote><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif"><span class="st" style="font-family: verdana;"><div style="caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: #20124d; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: #20124d; text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); color: #20124d; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">.</span></div><div style="caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;"><a href="https://dreaminginthedeepsouth.tumblr.com"><span style="font-size: x-small;">wait - what ?</span></a><br /></span></div><div style="caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">.</span></div><div style="caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;"><br /></span></div><div style="caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;"><br /></span></div><div style="caret-color: rgb(0, 0, 0); text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;"><br /></span></div></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif"><span class="st" style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><i><br /></i></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif"><span class="st" style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><i><br /></i></span></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><i><br /></i></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><i><br /></i></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8317574754941859483.post-2919362496685075082022-04-17T08:42:00.004-07:002022-04-17T08:46:21.461-07:00Keeping Quiet, excerpt<div><br /></div><div><br /></div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="#"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjMRuA_ACHx1Eits65k2TXOsVwn6W4I68JtENtemtARPUJehvpkXyqqwPbsH_yPQwAip-eN_vFsD1-58FZWWwFNaqUXCMvQycthNQ_W2DDNv9AqTuLwTLUfbhj8KCyGu1aaF4Vsyt1O7fQ/w640-h640/403840_445617632125031_1328908857_n.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"></div></span><blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><div style="text-align: center;"></div></span><blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><div style="text-align: center;"></div></span><blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><div style="text-align: center;"></div></span><blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><div style="text-align: center;"></div></span><blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><div style="text-align: center;">.</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />What I want shouldn’t be confused<br />with final inactivity:<br />life alone is what matters,<br />I want nothing to do with death.<br /><br />If we weren’t unanimous<br />about keeping our lives so much in motion,<br />if we could do nothing for once,<br />perhaps a great silence would<br />interrupt this sadness,<br />this never understanding ourselves<br />and threatening ourselves with death,<br />perhaps the earth is teaching us<br />when everything seems to be dead<br />and then everything is alive.<br /><br /><br /><b>—Pablo Neruda</b><br /><br /></span></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote><p> </p><blockquote><blockquote><blockquote><blockquote><blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><div style="text-align: center;">.</div></span></blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><div style="text-align: center;"></div></span></blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><div style="text-align: center;"></div></span></blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><div style="text-align: center;"></div></span></blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><div style="text-align: center;"></div></span></blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><div style="text-align: center;"></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8317574754941859483.post-31129267719508419152022-04-16T07:32:00.001-07:002022-04-16T07:35:17.153-07:00oh<p><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBe4zGhnSBNFzOI-O9RyW2NwHJUvcr4XGhUpy2hHMiINnqhh83uZTzWQwUJZW2iEyS0tiIYtd4qM4fGxaNtnS7wjfuotE0Vy20eKUoKR6p7Lvy5H0yN3pbqPALL-nfbl4SmFTKapeNwIgcjEhEo1VBDCv1k3fIv0QQxzPM6-o7fIGIPZOgZUfW9MKi/s500/tumblr_95050f230ecc90f40354a4295602d577_dbc76b48_500.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><img border="0" data-original-height="439" data-original-width="500" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhBe4zGhnSBNFzOI-O9RyW2NwHJUvcr4XGhUpy2hHMiINnqhh83uZTzWQwUJZW2iEyS0tiIYtd4qM4fGxaNtnS7wjfuotE0Vy20eKUoKR6p7Lvy5H0yN3pbqPALL-nfbl4SmFTKapeNwIgcjEhEo1VBDCv1k3fIv0QQxzPM6-o7fIGIPZOgZUfW9MKi/s16000/tumblr_95050f230ecc90f40354a4295602d577_dbc76b48_500.png" /></span></a></div><p style="text-align: center;"><br /></p><span style="font-family: verdana;"><div style="color: #20124d; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="color: #20124d; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="#"><span style="color: #b4a7d6; font-size: x-small;">largerloves</span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">.</span></div><div style="color: #20124d; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="color: #20124d; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="color: #20124d; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="color: #20124d; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="color: #20124d; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="color: #20124d; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="color: #20124d; text-align: center;"><br /></div></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8317574754941859483.post-76506532525345388782022-04-15T06:25:00.005-07:002022-04-15T06:27:11.056-07:00Bright Morning Stars<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe frameborder="0" height="270" src="https://youtube.com/embed/fceLVMYxFEM" width="480"></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.</div><br /><br /><br /><br /><blockquote><blockquote><blockquote><blockquote><blockquote>Bright morning stars are rising<br />Bright morning stars are rising<br />Bright morning stars are rising<br />Day is a’breaking in my soul<br /><br />Oh where are our dear fathers<br />Oh where are our dear fathers<br />They’re down in the valley a praying<br />Day is a’breaking in my soul<br /><br />Oh where are our dear mothers<br />Oh where are our dear mothers<br />They’ve gone to heaven a shoutin<br />Day is a’breaking in my soul<br /><br />Bright morning stars are rising<br />Bright morning stars are rising<br />Bright morning stars are rising<br />Day is a’breaking in my soul<br /><br /><br /><b>—Emmylou Harris</b></blockquote><b></b></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote></span><div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;">.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8317574754941859483.post-45023876049941673742022-04-14T07:04:00.002-07:002022-04-14T07:04:33.138-07:00the hardest work<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz7MVLL9plvMEdGrymih4Xe1ec86EOOHc_yByQmpgNO7xcvljoXCvqBhMAeDRbs7iJxVP4Oe-w6VUI3s2mhGWqGwq3FfEo3XZgP1SOx0uTepEzSQW9Uai8k-74axcdBLsIGRTmUPpNfDE/s1600/brucedavidsonponyviv.jpg"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><img border="0" height="404" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjz7MVLL9plvMEdGrymih4Xe1ec86EOOHc_yByQmpgNO7xcvljoXCvqBhMAeDRbs7iJxVP4Oe-w6VUI3s2mhGWqGwq3FfEo3XZgP1SOx0uTepEzSQW9Uai8k-74axcdBLsIGRTmUPpNfDE/s1600/brucedavidsonponyviv.jpg" width="640" /></span></a></div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><span><span face=""verdana" , sans-serif"></span></span><br /><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;">.</span></div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /><br /><br /></span><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><span>Letting go of our suffering is the hardest work we will ever do.<br />It is also the most fruitful.</span> </span></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><span>To heal means to meet ourselves in a new way – in the newness of each moment where all is possible and nothing is limited to the old.</span> <br /><br /><br /><span><span face=""verdana" , sans-serif"><b>—Stephen Levine</b></span></span></span></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote><span><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"></span></span></blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;">.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><br /></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8317574754941859483.post-74718395567794094452022-04-13T07:14:00.003-07:002022-04-13T07:14:54.878-07:00Gestalt at Sixty<span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG9IeKQmd7TTCQYAT_neOK4h-Y3z8XbREZ6s0DAoLBOvoOUbhV7j6UDdTmGsF5ZX3zQMZsDeKvWQfNRMxokAx4ey7kt58Ah9sSiLXZB0w0ZZpLyPPSZRwvEG1YULEm3VBR3l-G-4RdKbpmGYqB7Z1ta_0Glq6psbnTyHQfNlzwvWBN6N5EZESshmEL/s701/tumblr_f92861dc2d4c4cbb5effe97ef4b40033_9afca7ed_640.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="701" data-original-width="550" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgG9IeKQmd7TTCQYAT_neOK4h-Y3z8XbREZ6s0DAoLBOvoOUbhV7j6UDdTmGsF5ZX3zQMZsDeKvWQfNRMxokAx4ey7kt58Ah9sSiLXZB0w0ZZpLyPPSZRwvEG1YULEm3VBR3l-G-4RdKbpmGYqB7Z1ta_0Glq6psbnTyHQfNlzwvWBN6N5EZESshmEL/s16000/tumblr_f92861dc2d4c4cbb5effe97ef4b40033_9afca7ed_640.jpg" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.</div><br /> </span><div><br /></div><div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"></span><blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"></span><blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"></span></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote><blockquote><blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"></span></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote><blockquote><blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"></span><blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;">I am not ready to die,<br /><br />But I am learning to trust death<br />As 1 have trusted life.<br />I am moving<br />Toward a new freedom<br />Born of detachment,<br />And a sweeter grace—<br />Learning to let go.<br /><br />I am not ready to die,<br />But as I approach sixty<br />I turn my face toward the sea.<br />I shall go where tides replace time,<br />Where my world will open to a far horizon.<br /><br />Over the floating, never-still flux and change.<br />I shall go with the changes,<br />I shall look far out over golden grasses<br />And blue waters….<br /><br />There are no farewells.<br /><br />Praise God for His mercies,<br />For His austere demands,<br />For His light<br />And for His darkness.</span><div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><b><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;">—</span><span style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;">May Sarton</span></b></div></blockquote><div><b><span style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"></span></b></div></blockquote><div><b><span style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"></span></b></div></blockquote><div><b><span style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"></span></b></div><div></div></blockquote><div></div></blockquote><div><br /></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="#"><span style="color: #b4a7d6; font-size: x-small;">wait</span></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;"><br /></span></div><div style="color: #20124d; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="color: #20124d; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="color: #20124d; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="color: #20124d; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="color: #20124d; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="color: #20124d; text-align: center;"><br /></div></span></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8317574754941859483.post-81045792896342846082022-04-12T03:50:00.002-07:002022-04-12T03:50:55.212-07:00 My Viking, excerpt<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhEE6zAm9YdNYSNm4Yv0EG3pu1KEfdzI3WnBovIJauWRU4CZYfk-49puuYhh5GTIdUTqt9dEDE-NE-OA5rf3VtMiCoL1_mLtZBRdX_MKjDId8hyphenhyphenyj3j70Z8MqpG-11HMZJbB9OsOeAaDG0/w442-h640/jumplarger.jpg" /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif"></span></span><br /><br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;">.<br /><br /><br /><br /></span></div><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif"></span></span><blockquote><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif">Say this is your final chapter.</span></span><br /><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif"></span></span><br /><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif">Two, say it’s a quiet chapter, ripe with meaning.</span></span><br /><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif"></span></span><br /><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif">Prime your reader for an ending made soft, </span></span><br /><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif">plush, and instant.</span></span><br /><br /><br /><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif"><b>—Angie DeCola</b></span></span></blockquote><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif"><b></b></span></span></span></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;">.<br /><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif"></span></span><br /><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif"></span></span><br /><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif"></span></span><br /><br /><br /></span></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8317574754941859483.post-53381239203046330922022-04-11T05:22:00.003-07:002022-04-11T07:24:54.358-07:00understanding infinity (kinship)<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/a/AVvXsEjiH7GtOnghW66mupIjPkJoH4II4v4viCycNcfQ9IUS85Guy1FjdYJPVEC7WUaB7ApPC5J2-ZDAYOTp_VnFm1r8hXYBnGAFnNWqBoEZo6jkI0OP4YozRzTw3jiZBjepm2NBVA3RinQdPdrf4Hn776UNtImuo5nGJmLXaYskq0eXdqabgYi3T_kY-bLj=s16000" /></span></div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span>.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span><br /></span></div></span><br /><br /><blockquote><div></div><blockquote><div></div><blockquote><div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;">[...] At that moment, there were 3,147,740,103,497,276,498,750,208,327 atoms in her body. Of her total mass, 63.7 percent was oxygen, 21.0 percent carbon, 10.1 percent hydrogen, 2.6 percent nitrogen, 1.4 percent calcium, 1.1 percent phosphorous, plus a smattering of the ninety-odd other chemical elements created in stars. <br /><br />In the cremation, her water evaporated. Her carbon and nitrogen combined with oxygen to make gaseous carbon dioxide and nitrogen dioxide, which floated skyward and mingled with the air. Most of her calcium and phosphorous baked into a reddish brown residue and scattered in soil and in wind.<br /><br />Released from their temporary confinement, her atoms slowly spread out and diffused through the atmosphere. In sixty days’ time, they could be found in every handful of air on the planet. In one hundred days, some of her atoms, the vaporous water, had condensed into liquid and returned to the surface as rain, to be drunk and ingested by animals and plants. Some of her atoms were absorbed by light-utilizing organisms and transformed into tissues and tubules and leaves. Some were breathed in by oxygen creatures, incorporated into organs and bone.<br /><br />Pregnant women ate animals and plants made of her atoms. A year later, babies contained some of her atoms… Several years after her death, millions of children contained some of her atoms. And their children would contain some of her atoms as well. Their minds contained part of her mind.<br /><br />Will these millions of children, for generations upon future generations, know that some of their atoms cycled through this woman? It is not likely. Will they feel what she felt in her life, will their memories have flickering strokes of her memories, will they recall that moment long ago when she stood by the window, guilt ridden and confused, and watched as the tadr bird circled the cistern? No, it is not possible. Will they have some faint sense of her glimpse of the Void? No, it is not possible. It is not possible. But I will let them have their own brief glimpse of the Void, just at the moment they pass from living to dead, from animate to inanimate, from consciousness to that which has no consciousness. For a moment, they will understand infinity. <br /><br />And the individual atoms, cycled through her body and then cycled through wind and water and soil, cycled through generations and generations of living creatures and minds, will repeat and connect and make a whole out of parts. Although without memory, they make a memory. Although impermanent, they make a permanence. Although scattered, they make a totality.<br /><br /><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><b>—Alan Lightman</b><br /><i>Mr. g: A Novel About the Creation, excerpt</i></span></span></div></blockquote><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><i></i></span></span></div></blockquote><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><i></i></span></span></div></blockquote><div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><span><span><i></i></span><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77);">. . .</span></div></span><br /><br /><br /><br /> </span><blockquote><blockquote><blockquote><blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;">Very slowly burning, the big forest tree<br />stands in the slight hollow of the snow<br />melted around it by the mild, long<br />heat of its being and its will to be<br />root, trunk, branch, leaf, and know<br />earth dark, sun light, wind touch, bird song.<br /><br />Rootless and restless and warmblooded, we<br />blaze in the flare that blinds us to that slow,<br />tall, fraternal fire of life as strong<br />now as in the seedling two centuries ago.<br /><br /><br /><b>—Ursula K. Le Guin</b><br /><i>Kinship</i></span></blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><i></i></span></blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><i></i></span></blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><i></i></span></blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><i></i></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><div style="color: #20124d; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;"><br /></span></div></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b4a7d6; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;">two of the many gifts from Maria Popova at</span></div><span style="color: #b4a7d6; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;"><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.blogger.com/u/0/#">The Marginalian</a> (formerly Brainpickings)</div></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b4a7d6; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;">do read this one</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b4a7d6; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;"><span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(140, 140, 140); color: #b4a7d6;">Pillars of Creation, Eagle Nebula, Messier 16. </span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;"><span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(140, 140, 140); color: #b4a7d6;">Infrared photograph. NASA / Hubble Space Telescope</span></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b4a7d6; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b4a7d6; font-family: verdana;">.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8317574754941859483.post-24552638425321962562022-04-10T07:52:00.005-07:002022-04-10T07:52:50.339-07:00 nursling of the Sky<span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="#"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWxzFNddVb945BXhrXZ-9Z-_Y52ud4eIx789zGlCKO6JbDv4njO_kCQxUl5fh4VL0E7lLAcNTviz-Xwy8gYG2wyYZH8Y1iB0cxz5uatGQ0h7TIqk9wZVlNSRqhPiLFjvyvJG4ZE3te6xc/w427-h640/dejafawn.jpg" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"></div></span><blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><div style="text-align: center;"></div></span><blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><div style="text-align: center;"></div></span><blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><div style="text-align: center;"></div></span></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote><blockquote><blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><div style="text-align: center;"></div></span></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote><blockquote><blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><div style="text-align: center;">.</div></span></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote><p> </p><blockquote><blockquote><blockquote><blockquote><blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br />I am the daughter of Earth and Water,<br />And the nursling of the Sky;<br /><br />I pass through the pores of the ocean and shores;<br />I change, but I cannot die.<br /><br /><br /><b>—Percy Bysshe Shelley</b></span><div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><i>cloud, excerpt </i></span></div></blockquote><div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><i></i></span></div></blockquote><div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;">.</div></span></div></blockquote><div></div></blockquote><div></div></blockquote><div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><div style="text-align: center;"></div><br /><br /><br /></span><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8317574754941859483.post-18611928262280278802022-04-08T06:56:00.002-07:002022-04-08T06:56:28.920-07:00non-being can never be; being can never not be<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="#"><img border="0" height="480" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiiVIWZLfqY3fDsBK0AxOQcS3DoaPq-Jol32ROui8xUv2lXqm9hi8z7yZ3UUatVNiICNVooYbigqlFA40O028wu9cJuVZ4WYs2Tew2YZpF4TL6RCUOqUz_ThU_rHKYXpJf1GxFVlUC0VDU/w640-h480/saltdat.jpg" width="640" /></a> </div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.</div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /><br /><br /></span></div><blockquote><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><span><span face=""verdana" , sans-serif">Never was there a time when i did not exist, or you, or these kings;</span></span><br /><span><span face=""verdana" , sans-serif">nor will there come a time when we cease to be.</span></span><br /><span><span face=""verdana" , sans-serif">Just as, in this body, the Self passes through childhood, youth, and<br />old age, so after death it passes to another body.</span></span></span></blockquote><blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><span><span face=""verdana" , sans-serif">Physical sensations — cold and heat, pleasure and pain — are transient:<span face=""verdana" , sans-serif"> </span>they come and go; so bear them patiently, Arjuna.</span></span><br /><span><span face=""verdana" , sans-serif">Only the man who is unmoved by any sensations, the wise man<br />indifferent to pleasure, to pain, is fit for becoming deathless.</span></span></span></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote><blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><span><span face=""verdana" , sans-serif">Non-being can never be; being can never not be.</span></span><br /><span><span face=""verdana" , sans-serif">Both these statements are obvious to those who have seen the truth. </span></span><br /><br /><br /><b><span><span face=""verdana" , sans-serif">—Bhagavad Gita</span></span></b></span></blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /><br /></span></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><a href="http://ashramof1.tumblr.com/"></a><span><span face=""verdana" , sans-serif">.</span></span></span></div></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8317574754941859483.post-3733046227045118932022-04-07T07:28:00.000-07:002022-04-07T07:28:12.396-07:00the like is not intelligible save to the like<p> </p><div class="separator"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="text-align: center;"><a href="#" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvRolaiRId8giFvwzjGMDsKjj5EvWBa6z-mszFFJAwG56y_pEui5-tP3eDVRW3vB2uZAYuH2WQ1x-lDbGoRyKu9wSDuPhj1dlLOZ4q6E2e4BcSIYFKbq_3yO8LYma4mcoLdmkjjE1_AlA/s640/tumblr_nawj61zZ6D1sz66cco1_1280.jpg" /></a></div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"></div></span><blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><div style="text-align: center;">. </div><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"></span><blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;">Unless you make yourself equal to God, you cannot understand God: for the like is not intelligible save to the like. Make yourself grow to a greatness beyond measure, by a bound free yourself from the body; raise yourself above all time, become Eternity; then you will understand God. </span><div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;">Believe that nothing is impossible for you, think yourself immortal and capable of understanding all, all arts, all sciences, the nature of every living being. Mount higher than the highest height; descend lower than the lowest depth. </span></div><div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: #20124d;">Draw into yourself all sensations of everything created, fire and water, dry and moist, imagining that you are everywhere, on earth, in the sea, in the sky, that you are not yet born, in the maternal womb, adolescent, old, dead, beyond death. </span><br /><br /><span style="color: #20124d;">If you embrace in your thought all things at once, times, places, substances, qualities, quantities, you may understand God.</span><br /><br /><br /><b style="color: #20124d;">—Giordano Bruno</b><span style="color: #20124d;"> (1548 - 1600)</span><br /><span style="color: #20124d;">Italian philosopher and martyr to science </span></span></div></blockquote><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><span style="color: #20124d;"></span></span></div></blockquote><span style="color: #b4a7d6; font-family: verdana;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"> <span style="text-align: left;"> </span></div></span></blockquote><blockquote><span style="color: #b4a7d6; font-family: verdana;"><div style="text-align: center;">.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">Arctic Wolf </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: x-small;">incheye1971</span></div><div style="text-align: center;">.</div></span></blockquote><p> </p><div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8317574754941859483.post-32386850759188591292022-04-06T03:29:00.002-07:002022-04-06T03:29:47.908-07:00mystery<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLTykQ9rFntba0IwvdGjtWCaYaWy5T0KHa2Z_kiizPDJQSrCfFgJCFBEEvuQHqJBrdICTV-MYtr5a5u1dsSDNJ33OfhZ-q2vY3iSz31_zIsm6Ewt00BjUCIczAwcDv4kuXz6goEUIkGRp_8s_Li2u95JxQY_hRjjoc_HR_mmvuDvSMpMI3XiTXVYTx/s797/firerecoverycompound.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="525" data-original-width="797" height="421" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjLTykQ9rFntba0IwvdGjtWCaYaWy5T0KHa2Z_kiizPDJQSrCfFgJCFBEEvuQHqJBrdICTV-MYtr5a5u1dsSDNJ33OfhZ-q2vY3iSz31_zIsm6Ewt00BjUCIczAwcDv4kuXz6goEUIkGRp_8s_Li2u95JxQY_hRjjoc_HR_mmvuDvSMpMI3XiTXVYTx/w640-h421/firerecoverycompound.png" width="640" /></a></div><br /><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;">.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><div><br /></div><div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div></span><blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"></span><blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"></span></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote><blockquote><blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"> My communion would be incomplete—would, quite simply, not be Christian—if, together with the gains which the new day brings me, I did not also accept, in my own name and in the name of the world as the most immediate sharing in your own being, those processes, hidden or manifest, of enfeeblement, of aging, of death, which unceasingly consume the universe, to its salvation or its condemnation. </span><div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;">My God, I deliver myself up with utter abandon to those fearful forces of dissolution which, I blindly believe, will this day cause my narrow ego to be replaced by your divine presence.</span></div><div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><span style="border: 0px; box-sizing: border-box; caret-color: rgb(54, 71, 94); letter-spacing: 0.47999998927116394px; margin: 0px; outline: 0px; padding: 0px; vertical-align: baseline;"><i>Over every living thing which is to spring up, to grow, to flower, to ripen during this day say again the words: This is my Body. And over every death-force which waits in readiness to corrode, to wither, to cut down, speak again your commanding words which express the supreme mystery of faith: This is my Blood.</i></span><span style="background-color: white; caret-color: rgb(54, 71, 94); letter-spacing: 0.47999998927116394px;"><i> </i> </span></span></div><div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><b>—Teilhard de Chardin</b></span></div></blockquote><div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><b></b></span></div></blockquote><div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><b></b></span></div><div></div></blockquote><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b4a7d6; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b4a7d6; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b4a7d6; font-family: verdana;">.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b4a7d6; font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;"><a href="https://buffleheadcabin.com">buffleheadcabin</a><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;"><span style="font-family: verdana; font-size: x-small;"><a href="https://dailymeditationswithmatthewfox.org/2020/11/20/teilhard-de-chardin-further-thoughts-on-the-christian-mass/">dailymeditationswithmatthewfox</a></span><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;"><br /></span></div><br /><br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8317574754941859483.post-6541613222054009002022-04-05T05:18:00.000-07:002022-04-05T05:18:36.306-07:00look<div style="text-align: center;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW5Ij-lAqTZrATS3bM1sYfZiIHGJUau2eY4wlTJqmbt9K2ZoLVkBpXNMx0m_z4vwnhsuxu6jR0-7K0TVktYvQSln4nLoPv_Yy2SCprADHAv_0qC-g_Uc99oCGl3TaMQVWXbJ0im1iy6FT-ssy0yTjFXZBf1wKZRYT0VDdXB6Qh4MFiVTM3efRJC9Mo/s500/tumblr_28fc41f3d0e91072390c3f341defc24a_032174d1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="500" data-original-width="500" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjW5Ij-lAqTZrATS3bM1sYfZiIHGJUau2eY4wlTJqmbt9K2ZoLVkBpXNMx0m_z4vwnhsuxu6jR0-7K0TVktYvQSln4nLoPv_Yy2SCprADHAv_0qC-g_Uc99oCGl3TaMQVWXbJ0im1iy6FT-ssy0yTjFXZBf1wKZRYT0VDdXB6Qh4MFiVTM3efRJC9Mo/w640-h640/tumblr_28fc41f3d0e91072390c3f341defc24a_032174d1_500.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><i>Amidst the worldly comings and goings, observe how endings become beginnings.</i></span></div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><b>—Tao Te Ching</b></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana;">.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9; font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://dreaminginthedeepsouth.tumblr.com"><span style="font-size: x-small;">wait</span></a><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9;">.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #d9d2e9;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8317574754941859483.post-89677436213409078392022-04-04T08:24:00.004-07:002022-04-04T08:26:45.921-07:00santi, shanti, shanti <div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDbfIjS_NDy0v4ePgt_3XtiIl2esSuio8pkQGVywtYDAjrhpVF4Nvjf0hR1Wv3M17y_ZoK-nBDEt9uEArYTcZjoWFBOKHu3xubd8zEvOIYGYstyX5DRA1gmArxVMQtRBQP0tLOEYFOyjc/s1600/wolfwater.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDbfIjS_NDy0v4ePgt_3XtiIl2esSuio8pkQGVywtYDAjrhpVF4Nvjf0hR1Wv3M17y_ZoK-nBDEt9uEArYTcZjoWFBOKHu3xubd8zEvOIYGYstyX5DRA1gmArxVMQtRBQP0tLOEYFOyjc/s1600/wolfwater.jpg" /></a></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;">. </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /><br /></span><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><span></span></span></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><span>The source is within you, <br />And this whole world is pouring from it. </span><br /><span><br />The source is full,<br />And it’s waters are overflowing. </span><br /><span><br />Do not grieve, drink your fill,<br />Don’t think it will ever run dry, this endless ocean.</span><br /><br /><br /><b><span>—Rumi </span></b></span></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"></span></blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;">.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /><br /><br /></span><br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8317574754941859483.post-45195752939054684422022-04-03T03:33:00.001-07:002022-04-03T03:33:21.688-07:00you are that<p> </p><br style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;" /><div class="separator" style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); clear: both; color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjXA1BS3Ajqo8IaEyXmmZ6XGVHSCarsxg6BuNQzWMrV4N3inohQAlfCx4HXAniQCE-bqiDDQ5J9eMqPmlmGzfN_JnS3FSpwMWVqCFKhTOgyX3eeldoVjK_5NB2fWajmWHcPcHv6k3EPLuU/s1080/largertumblr_ec39710d74654d791405038d6d76d1e4_a4e7a088_1280.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; 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color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;" /><div class="separator" style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); clear: both; color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2OuJL_bzMsvfDaWb7fFLqje20aD_Xzd5t7oJV-SfDAftdcKHD4e2wH7Ar0j99oWSHU01bRJwesLuHBYF5ZwKLt5SK4Eb2tyv1rJBETdrh-4lFsnf7wXU8qEelrBm3Qmzo2dXTWDaX7j4/s1080/tumblr_f7d8aa6aff3500cd04463ac661486907_efbffcda_1280.png" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="1080" data-original-width="1080" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg2OuJL_bzMsvfDaWb7fFLqje20aD_Xzd5t7oJV-SfDAftdcKHD4e2wH7Ar0j99oWSHU01bRJwesLuHBYF5ZwKLt5SK4Eb2tyv1rJBETdrh-4lFsnf7wXU8qEelrBm3Qmzo2dXTWDaX7j4/w640-h640/tumblr_f7d8aa6aff3500cd04463ac661486907_efbffcda_1280.png" width="640" /></a></div><br style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;" /><div style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;" /><br style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;" /><br style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;" /><div style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; text-align: center;">.</div><div style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;" /><br style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;" /><blockquote style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><blockquote><blockquote><blockquote></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote><blockquote style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><blockquote><blockquote><blockquote>You are Life,<br />passing through your body,<br />passing through your mind,<br />passing through your soul. <br /><br />Once you find that out, not with logic, not with the intellect, but because you can feel that Life, you find out that you are the force that makes the flowers open and close, that makes the hummingbird fly from flower to flower. </blockquote></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><blockquote><blockquote><blockquote>You find out that you are in every tree, and you are in every animal, vegetable, and rock. You are that force that moves the wind and the wind breathes through your body.<br /><br />The whole universe is a living being that is moved by that force, and that is what you are. <br />You <i>are</i> Life.<br /><br /><br /><b>—Don Miguel Ruiz</b></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><blockquote><blockquote><blockquote><b></b></blockquote><b></b></blockquote><b></b></blockquote><b></b></blockquote><br style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;" /><br style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;" /><div style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; text-align: center;">.</div><div style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana; text-align: center;"><br /></div><br style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;" /><br style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;" /><br style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;" /><br style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;" /><br style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;" />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8317574754941859483.post-33990667696095351682022-04-02T03:24:00.004-07:002022-04-02T07:46:26.123-07:00not to worry<div class="separator"><br /></div><div class="separator"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://www.blogger.com/u/0/#" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjuOwroFpHmp5n05CjCcB312zmgFVzAlpDsWwvnBHdIqkWWvux30vK2iLq8YwQtV08h5cZpourEEKqqlU5t6GOD-LDV2cw1Qc5e73ufRyGlNdgHwgGcwZ4u0UobCRmLpZSr4MA6MKzcnkA/w640-h640/Dariusz+Klimczaklarger.jpg" width="640" /></a></div><span style="font-family: verdana;"><p><br /></p><p> </p></span><blockquote><blockquote><blockquote><blockquote><blockquote><span style="font-family: verdana;"><div style="color: #20124d; text-align: center;">. </div><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: #20124d;">You are immortal; you have existed for billions of years in different manifestations, because you are Life, and Life cannot die. <br /><br />You are in the trees, the butterflies, the fish, the air, the moon, the sun. <br /><br />Wherever you go, you are there, waiting for yourself.<br /><br /><br /><b>—Don Miguel Ruiz</b></span></span></blockquote><span style="font-family: verdana;"><b style="color: #20124d;"></b></span></blockquote><span style="font-family: verdana;"><b style="color: #20124d;"></b></span></blockquote><span style="font-family: verdana;"><b style="color: #20124d;"></b></span></blockquote><span style="font-family: verdana;"><b style="color: #20124d;"></b></span></blockquote><span style="font-family: verdana;"><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b4a7d6; font-size: x-small;">Dariusz Klimczak</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #b4a7d6;">.</span></div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8317574754941859483.post-33997581838038174292022-04-01T07:00:00.001-07:002022-04-01T07:00:24.766-07:00into the strenuous briefness<p> </p><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhWXmudbWfheycvkng8Lm79UNw7YQ8rq07WMat_SURX0trocs4wBLwaW6BREb2ZhbzqP4SrOxA4S3yH_0g6A8z8FQaJRNVRFulh8vPz7cw3pOYsRMJDFtAms7n0259zu_psBjNcYMfK_g/s1600/roundbirdsing.jpg"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjhWXmudbWfheycvkng8Lm79UNw7YQ8rq07WMat_SURX0trocs4wBLwaW6BREb2ZhbzqP4SrOxA4S3yH_0g6A8z8FQaJRNVRFulh8vPz7cw3pOYsRMJDFtAms7n0259zu_psBjNcYMfK_g/s1600/roundbirdsing.jpg" /></a></span></div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif"></span></span></span></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif" style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;">.</span></span></span></div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif">into the strenuous briefness<br />Life:<br />hand organs and April<br />darkness, friends<br /><br />i charge laughing.<br />Into the hair-thin tints<br />of yellow dawn,<br />into the women-colored twilight<br /><br />i smilingly glide. I<br />into the big vermilion departure<br />swim, sayingly;<br /><br />(Do you think?) the<br />i do, world<br />is probably made<br />of roses &; hello:<br /><br />(of solongs and, ashes)<br /> </span></span></span><br /><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif"><br /></span></span></span><b><span style="font-size: small;"><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif">—E. E. Cummings</span></span></span></b></span></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face="Verdana,sans-serif">.</span></span><br /></span></div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8317574754941859483.post-85585881549785245982022-03-30T07:51:00.001-07:002022-03-30T07:51:20.429-07:00she<p><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"> </span></p><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4_UAehWsonehT6BVDXwYxFzco9EeAuSSBmE7Js6WJShYwlIZEYfWBiu6bOZ86MKAI9xCdrvxggsGX1OUbpd3IJzfdjJbiVbNlt5Poh4xNWjFnfMU7AMwLIKPv7kRmNs3Z0AXj5IgKK3I/s1600/proxy-1.jpg"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><img border="0" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg4_UAehWsonehT6BVDXwYxFzco9EeAuSSBmE7Js6WJShYwlIZEYfWBiu6bOZ86MKAI9xCdrvxggsGX1OUbpd3IJzfdjJbiVbNlt5Poh4xNWjFnfMU7AMwLIKPv7kRmNs3Z0AXj5IgKK3I/s1600/proxy-1.jpg" width="425" /></span></a></div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"> </span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;">.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /><br /><br /></span></div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><span>I think the dead are tender. Shall we kiss?–<br />My lady laughs, delighting in what is<br />If she but sighs, a bird puts out its tongue<br />She makes space lonely with a lovely song<br />She lilts a low soft language, and I hear<br />Down long sea-chambers of the inner ear.<br /> </span><br /><span>We sing together; we sing mouth to mouth.<br />The garden is a river flowing south.<br />She cries out loud the soul's own secret joy;<br />She dances, and the ground bears her away.<br />She knows the speech of light, and makes it plain<br />A lively thing can come to life again.<br /><br />I feel her presence in the common day, <br />In that slow dark that widens every eye.<br />She moves as water moves, and comes to me,<br />Stayed by what was, and pulled by what would be.</span> <br /><br /><br /><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif"><b>—Theodore Roethke</b></span></span></span></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif"><b> </b></span></span><br /><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span face="Verdana,sans-serif" style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span face="Verdana,sans-serif" style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;">.</span></div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8317574754941859483.post-6491920439530455372022-03-28T07:42:00.005-07:002022-03-28T07:43:38.693-07:00sweet impossible<br /><div><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><iframe frameborder="0" height="360" src="https://youtube.com/embed/DRn5TEQdeDg" width="480"></iframe></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><div style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); color: #222222; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.199999809265137px;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face="verdana, sans-serif"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); color: #222222; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.199999809265137px;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face="verdana, sans-serif"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); color: #222222; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.199999809265137px;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face="verdana, sans-serif"><br /></span></span></span></div><div style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); color: #222222; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.199999809265137px;"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face="verdana, sans-serif">.</span></span></span></div><div style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34);"><span face="verdana, sans-serif" style="color: #20124d; font-size: x-small;"><br /></span><br /></div><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif" style="color: #20124d; font-size: 13.199999809265137px; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face="verdana, sans-serif"></span></span></span><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif" style="color: #20124d; font-size: 13.199999809265137px; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face="verdana, sans-serif"></span></span></span><br style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); color: #222222; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.199999809265137px; text-align: left;" /><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif" style="color: #20124d; font-size: 13.199999809265137px; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face="verdana, sans-serif"></span></span></span><br style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); color: #222222; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.199999809265137px; text-align: left;" /><blockquote class="tr_bq" style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); color: #222222; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.199999809265137px; text-align: left;"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face="verdana, sans-serif"></span></span></span></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote><blockquote class="tr_bq" style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); color: #222222; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.199999809265137px; text-align: left;"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face="verdana, sans-serif"></span></span></span></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote><blockquote class="tr_bq" style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); color: #222222; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.199999809265137px; text-align: left;"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face="verdana, sans-serif">From blossoms comes</span></span></span><br /><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face="verdana, sans-serif">this brown paper bag of peaches</span></span></span><br /><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face="verdana, sans-serif">we bought from the joy </span></span></span><br /><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face="verdana, sans-serif">at the bend in the road where we turned toward </span></span></span><br /><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face="verdana, sans-serif">signs painted Peaches.</span></span></span><br /><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face="verdana, sans-serif"></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face="verdana, sans-serif">From laden boughs, from hands, </span></span></span><br /><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face="verdana, sans-serif">from sweet fellowship in the bins, </span></span></span><br /><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face="verdana, sans-serif">comes nectar at the roadside, succulent</span></span></span><br /><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face="verdana, sans-serif">peaches we devour, dusty skin and all, </span></span></span><br /><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face="verdana, sans-serif">comes the familiar dust of summer, dust we eat.</span></span></span><br /><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face="verdana, sans-serif"></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face="verdana, sans-serif">O, to take what we love inside, </span></span></span><br /><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face="verdana, sans-serif">to carry within us an orchard, to eat</span></span></span><br /><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face="verdana, sans-serif">not only the skin, but the shade,</span></span></span><br /><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face="verdana, sans-serif">not only the sugar, but the days, to hold</span></span></span><br /><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face="verdana, sans-serif">the fruit in our hands, adore it, then bite into </span></span></span><br /><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face="verdana, sans-serif">the round jubilance of peach.</span></span></span><br /><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face="verdana, sans-serif"></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face="verdana, sans-serif">There are days we live </span></span></span><br /><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face="verdana, sans-serif">as if death were nowhere</span></span></span><br /><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face="verdana, sans-serif">in the background; from joy </span></span></span><br /><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face="verdana, sans-serif">to joy to joy, from wing to wing,</span></span></span><br /><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face="verdana, sans-serif">from blossom to blossom to </span></span></span><br /><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face="verdana, sans-serif">impossible blossom, to sweet impossible blossom.</span></span></span><br /><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face="verdana, sans-serif"></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face="verdana, sans-serif"></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face="verdana, sans-serif"></span></span></span><b><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face="verdana, sans-serif">—Li-Young Lee</span></span></span></b></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif" style="color: #20124d; font-size: 13.199999809265137px; text-align: left;"></span></blockquote><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif" style="color: #20124d; font-size: 13.199999809265137px; text-align: left;"></span></blockquote><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif" style="color: #20124d; font-size: 13.199999809265137px; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face="verdana, sans-serif"></span></span></span><br style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); color: #222222; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.199999809265137px; text-align: left;" /><span face="Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif" style="color: #20124d; font-size: 13.199999809265137px; text-align: left;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face="verdana, sans-serif"></span></span></span><br style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); color: #222222; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.199999809265137px; text-align: left;" /><div style="caret-color: rgb(34, 34, 34); color: #222222; font-family: Verdana, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size: 13.199999809265137px;"><br /><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face="verdana, sans-serif">.</span></span></span><br /><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face="verdana, sans-serif"></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face="verdana, sans-serif"></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face="verdana, sans-serif"></span></span></span><br /><span style="color: #20124d;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span face="verdana, sans-serif"></span></span></span><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8317574754941859483.post-1761207815912434352022-03-27T06:07:00.004-07:002022-03-27T06:10:05.945-07:00On Death, without Exaggeration<div><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkkP9RHytruyVtMkDyi6naukirX8ZmehxvZ-v2AhnHHKshx5cqYtw6rwXEK5WxsyEbM4PorZHFmFpABpHqyqUMaTpVTr1B9qRZns3ktVaSusjmt9bPABWZANxZ1QXhrMEKyuPeTSYlabE/s1600/wolfdat.jpg"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><img border="0" height="465" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhkkP9RHytruyVtMkDyi6naukirX8ZmehxvZ-v2AhnHHKshx5cqYtw6rwXEK5WxsyEbM4PorZHFmFpABpHqyqUMaTpVTr1B9qRZns3ktVaSusjmt9bPABWZANxZ1QXhrMEKyuPeTSYlabE/w640-h465/wolfdat.jpg" width="640" /></span></a></div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /><span><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;">.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /><br /><br /></span><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><span>It can’t take a joke, </span><br /><span>find a star, make a bridge. </span><br /><span>It knows nothing about weaving, mining, farming, </span><br /><span>building ships, or baking cakes.</span><br /><span>In our planning for tomorrow, </span><br /><span>it has the final word, </span><br /><span>which is always beside the point.</span><br /><span><br /></span><span>It can’t even get the things done </span><br /><span>that are part of its trade: </span><br /><span>dig a grave, </span><br /><span>make a coffin, </span><br /><span>clean up after itself.</span><br /><span><br /></span><span>Preoccupied with killing, </span><br /><span>it does the job awkwardly, </span><br /><span>without system or skill. </span><br /><span>As though each of us were its first kill.</span><br /><span><br /></span><span>Oh, it has its triumphs, </span><br /><span>but look at its countless defeats, </span><br /><span>missed blows, </span><br /><span>and repeat attempts!</span><br /><span><br /></span><span>Sometimes it isn’t strong enough </span><br /><span>to swat a fly from the air. </span><br /><span>Many are the caterpillars </span><br /><span>that have outcrawled it.</span><br /><span><br /></span><span>All those bulbs, pods, </span><br /><span>tentacles, fins, tracheae, </span><br /><span>nuptial plumage, and winter fur </span><br /><span>show that it has fallen behind </span><br /><span>with its halfhearted work.</span><br /><span><br /></span><span>Ill will won’t help </span><br /><span>and even our lending a hand with wars and coups d’etat </span><br /><span>is so far not enough.</span><br /><span><br /></span><span>Hearts beat inside eggs. </span><br /><span>Babies’ skeletons grow. </span><br /><span>Seeds, hard at work, sprout their first tiny pair of leaves </span><br /><span>and sometimes even tall trees fall away.</span><br /><span><br /></span><span>Whoever claims that it’s omnipotent </span><br /><span>is himself living proof </span><br /><span>that it’s not.</span><br /><span><br /></span><span>There’s no life </span><br /><span>that couldn’t be immortal </span><br /><span>if only for a moment.</span><br /><span><br /></span><span>Death</span><br /><span>always arrives by that very moment too late.</span><br /><span><br /></span><span>In vain it tugs at the knob </span><br /><span>of the invisible door. </span><br /><span>As far as you’ve come </span><br /><span>can’t be undone.</span><br /><span><br /></span><span><br /></span><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif"><b>—Wislawa Szymborska</b></span></span></span></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote><div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;">.</span></div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /><span face="Verdana,sans-serif"><br /></span></span></div><div><span><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /></span><br /></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8317574754941859483.post-67408162993226540682022-03-26T02:05:00.005-07:002022-03-26T02:06:35.028-07:00you are that<span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcl4qV9vVP770pMvPOVVwnMrNWGd20ma6IAuWLurl_vR2DOTrRHryC6sT8qtt9wOAHIaEceXL5T1zwvd0NaYLPpT2dXOU5cULCOcW_1kwcl-24SOYR5673OF-pG6Kjy8taKgOzLumPW5Qyozqis7AogggzNc4eYhY5kxFJroS3aj1TWaV5Kvt2Ld6P/s960/PattiThompsontumblr_8f82093151c0982ae38b228e598933bb_a0ee4931_1280.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="960" data-original-width="720" height="640" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhcl4qV9vVP770pMvPOVVwnMrNWGd20ma6IAuWLurl_vR2DOTrRHryC6sT8qtt9wOAHIaEceXL5T1zwvd0NaYLPpT2dXOU5cULCOcW_1kwcl-24SOYR5673OF-pG6Kjy8taKgOzLumPW5Qyozqis7AogggzNc4eYhY5kxFJroS3aj1TWaV5Kvt2Ld6P/w480-h640/PattiThompsontumblr_8f82093151c0982ae38b228e598933bb_a0ee4931_1280.jpg" width="480" /></a></div><br /><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;">.</div><br /><br /><br /></span><blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"></span><blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"></span></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote><blockquote><blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"></span></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote><blockquote><blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"></span></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote><blockquote><blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"></span><blockquote><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;">"Let yourself dissolve.<br />You are one and the same<br />In joy and sorrow,<br />Hope and despair,<br />Life and death.<br />You are already fulfilled."</span><div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><b><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;">—Ashtavakra Gita</span></b></div></blockquote><div><b><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://www.blogger.com/u/0/#"></a></span></b></div></blockquote><div><b><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://www.blogger.com/u/0/#"></a></span></b></div></blockquote><div><b><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><a href="https://www.blogger.com/u/0/#"></a></span></b></div><div></div></blockquote><div></div></blockquote><div></div></blockquote><div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;">.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8317574754941859483.post-31211106113441512582022-03-25T08:04:00.003-07:002022-03-25T08:04:30.459-07:00real(ly<p><span style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"></p><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw6iTb7doR5Lf2w_cNk-5t0e0MgIC7RmgRAWXBXHayvNHVjf4IyDy4eGfDQfeT4Xf6qLoZ8PJghIL8iY3BamGpsK5K1HNsfQWURH7D24S5E1Qmg-Pu2ho4ZORUeZfQJPDEYSHpG6m1bbhLo1NAEEpYxRW77ig3n-vtgze_nTOCC1JMKEzvfFHj53hZ/s640/Marc%20ChagallL'espritdesfleurstumblr_88249816bd2d31baa431bedd3ba1fac5_1df27268_540.jpg" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" data-original-height="640" data-original-width="512" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjw6iTb7doR5Lf2w_cNk-5t0e0MgIC7RmgRAWXBXHayvNHVjf4IyDy4eGfDQfeT4Xf6qLoZ8PJghIL8iY3BamGpsK5K1HNsfQWURH7D24S5E1Qmg-Pu2ho4ZORUeZfQJPDEYSHpG6m1bbhLo1NAEEpYxRW77ig3n-vtgze_nTOCC1JMKEzvfFHj53hZ/s16000/Marc%20ChagallL'espritdesfleurstumblr_88249816bd2d31baa431bedd3ba1fac5_1df27268_540.jpg" /></a></div><br /><span style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span><p></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;">.</span></p><p style="text-align: center;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></p><p><span style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"></span></p><blockquote><p><span style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"></span></p><blockquote><p><span style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"></span></p></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote><blockquote><blockquote><p><span style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"></span></p></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote><blockquote><blockquote><blockquote><p><span style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;">That which you want to sustain, nourish and maintain by five-elemental stuff, is not you. Since you identify with something unreal, there is the fear of death.</span></p><span style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;">"You," the Absolute, are not the personal I. One who is afraid of time becomes a prey of time. But time itself becomes a prey of that one who is not afraid of it. </span><div><span style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;">One who transcends time, the beingness and its attributes, abides in the Absolute.</span><br style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;" /><br style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;" /><br style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;" /><span style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><b>—Nisargadatta</b></span></div></blockquote><div><span style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><b></b></span></div></blockquote><div><span style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><b></b></span></div><div></div></blockquote><div></div></blockquote><div><span style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><b><br /></b></span></div><div><span style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div><span style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;">.</span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="caret-color: rgb(32, 18, 77); color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><b><br /></b></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8317574754941859483.post-60858942367568798262022-03-24T07:44:00.002-07:002022-03-24T07:44:16.741-07:00worthy of rest<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY1Ev6-HhtfTxR3BSOolXsLUiB3Ramc70GkT1mRTSkl38imMbqaaHp_C8kg-0n7DdE5EK_pvyaA7j8jQxINmnqIlUC1cA7X8_sf3IUX3McmVtERB8gUeh39iW0Tz5MJFOEvC_jlY-aM0s/s1600/horseshistory.jpg"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><img border="0" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjY1Ev6-HhtfTxR3BSOolXsLUiB3Ramc70GkT1mRTSkl38imMbqaaHp_C8kg-0n7DdE5EK_pvyaA7j8jQxINmnqIlUC1cA7X8_sf3IUX3McmVtERB8gUeh39iW0Tz5MJFOEvC_jlY-aM0s/s640/horseshistory.jpg" /></span></a></div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /><span><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><span>.</span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><span><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><span><br /></span></span></div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><span> </span><br /><br /></span><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;">Human beings do not live forever, Reuven. We live less than the time it takes to blink an eye, if we measure our lives against eternity. So it may be asked what value is there to a human life.</span></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;">There is so much pain in the world. What does it mean to have to suffer so much if our lives are nothing more than the blink of an eye? … I learned a long time ago, Reuven, that a blink of an eye in itself is nothing. But the eye that blinks, that is something.</span></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;">A span of life is nothing. But the man who lives the span, he is something. He can fill that tiny span with meaning, so its quality is immeasurable though its quantity may be insignificant… A man must fill his life with meaning, meaning is not automatically given to life.</span></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><blockquote class="tr_bq"><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><span>It is hard work to fill one’s life with meaning. That I do not think you understand yet. A life filled with meaning is worthy of rest. I want to be worthy of rest when I am no longer here.</span><br /><br /><br /><span><b>—Chaim Potok</b><br />from <i>The Chosen</i></span><br /><br /><br /></span></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote></blockquote><div style="text-align: center;"><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif" style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif" style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><i>.</i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif" style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif" style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><span><span face="Verdana,sans-serif" style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><i><br /></i></span></span></div><span style="color: #20124d; font-family: verdana;"><br /><br /><br /></span><br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0