April 2011
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“What I wear is pants. What I do is live. How I pray is breathe.”
– Thomas Merton (Thank you, parabola-magazine)
March 2011
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“What is this mind?
Who is hearing these sounds?
Do not mistake any state for...”
– Bassui (Thank you itsalldhamma & dharmasnapshots)
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Celescalating the Skyrescape Ladder →
“Again, Hell is a series of concentric circles, and purgatory is a triangle above that. And now we learn — to our relief — that there is a vertical axis that descends from the apex of the triangle down to earth, the hereitblows…”
—from the devilishly clever One Cosmos.
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“We live in a very complex world. We don’t know who we are, we don’t understand...”
– William Segal (from an interview in Parabola Magazine, Summer Issue, 1999). (via parabola-magazine)
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“The invisible and imponderable is the sole fact.”
– Ralph Waldo Emerson. Today in the river.
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“He saw that all the struggles of life were incessant, laborious, painful, that...”
– Jack Kerouac: The Town and the City, (1950) Thank you, theindecisivemoment.
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Window
St. John of the Cross compares man to a window through which the light of God is shining.
If the windowpane is clean of every stain, it is completely transparent, we do not see it at all: it is “empty” and nothing is seen but the light. But if a man bears in himself the stains of spiritual egotism and preoccupation with his illusory and exterior self, even in “good...
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“We’re in a free fall into future. We don’t know where we’re going. Things are...”
– Joseph Campbell, Sukhavati (Thank you, liquidnight)
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for fear you will be alone
For fear you will be alone you do so many things that aren’t you at all.
—Richard Brautigan
Thank you, goodpoetry & awritersruminations
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Unsuspecting
There is a natty kind of mind That slicks its thoughts, Culls its oughts, Trims its views, Prunes its trues, and never suspects it is a rind.
—Jean Toomer
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“As completely as the dreams of the night, the mass of our life-dreams of...”
– A.R. Orage
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“It’s always been in between the things I thought I was doing that the real work...”
– William Kentridge. Found via jessicabigarel (via theantidote). Thank you.
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“One attribute of the human being is the potential to keep on growing, to keep on...”
– William Segal in an interview with Daniel L. Hess: Shambhala Sun, 1992. (via parabola-magazine)
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“Everything ultimately depends on what is outside and beyond the opposites, on...”
– Gustie Herrigel. Today in the river.
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Leonard Cohen on Surrendering
“I really like that life, it’s very regulated and it has some kind of a military crispness to it . And then, you’re doing it for a reason, it’s not to build up your muscles, it’s not just a macho exercise, it’s to kind of cook your mind so that you can hear what you’re saying, because you can’t hear what you’re saying if you’re full of yourself. […] The routine softens you, you stop thinking...
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“Those who seek the truth by means of intellect and learning only get further and...”
– Huang Po. Thank you, the Tao of Photography
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“Now we must understand. We must love to understand.”
– René Daumal, 1942
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“He then learns that in going down into the secrets of his own mind he has...”
– Ralph Waldo Emerson (Thank you, dreaminginthedeepsouth & kvashee)
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“I knew nothing but shadows and I thought them to be real.”
– Oscar Wilde, The Picture of Dorian Gray (via liquidnight)
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“Within us is the soul of the whole, the wise silence, the universal beauty, the...”
– Ralph Waldo Emerson (via: dreaminginthedeepsouth, comeseeinsidemybones & oceanofmind.)
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“There it is; the light across the water. Your story. Mine. His. It has to be...”
– Jeanette Winterson. Today in the river.
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“You are a pool of clear water where the light plays.”
– Jeanette Winterson. Thank you, riskywiver.
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The Moment
Oh, the coming-out-of-nowhere moment when, nothing happens no what-have-I-to-do-today-list maybe half a moment the rush of traffic stops. The whir of I should be, I should be, I should be slows to silence, the white cotton curtains hanging still.
—Marie Howe
Thank you, A la recherche du temps perdu
