May 2012
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“To look this way is to see. To see is to have vision. To have vision is to...”
– Robert Fulghum. Another gem from Whiskey River.
May 4th
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“Your problem is how you are going to spend this one and precious life you have...”
– Anne Lamott, from Whiskey River
May 4th
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May 2nd
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April 2012
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Apr 26th
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“Silent dhikr is a matter of longing and remembrance, of submission to...”
– Coleman Barks, The Illuminated Prayer: The Five-Times Prayer of the Sufis (Beautiful. Thank you, silencesounds)
Apr 26th
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Apr 26th
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“At the heart of the emptiness there is born in me a sudden understanding.”
– Fabienne Verdier (via awritersruminations)
Apr 26th
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Apr 26th
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Apr 26th
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poem in your pocket day
In a dream I meet my dead friend. He has, I know, gone long and far, and yet he is the same for the dead are changeless. They grow no older. It is I who have changed, grown strange to what I was. Yet I, the changed one, ask: “How you been?” He grins and looks at me. “I been eating peaches off some mighty fine trees.” –Wendell Berry, courtesy of Whiskey River & Poem in...
Apr 26th
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Apr 26th
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Apr 26th
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“Along the river, over the hills, in the ground, in the sky, spring work is going...”
– John Muir, My First Summer in the Sierra (via litverve)
Apr 26th
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Apr 26th
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Reflejos: Excerpt from Awaken to... →
Meditation is not so much a process of stilling the mind as of perceiving realities that exist beyond the mind. There is an inner world that can be perceived only when the attention has been turned away from material involvement and redirected toward the divine source within. “Listening” entails much more than listening with the ears. It means, among other things, the stillness of expectation, and...
Apr 26th
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“What we must do, I suppose, is to hope the world keeps its balance; what we...”
– Mary Oliver, from “The Owl Who Comes” in New and Selected Poems, Volume Two
Apr 26th
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“We’re fascinated by the words but where we meet is in the silence behind them.”
– Ram Dass (with thanks to sleepinginthesnow)
Apr 26th
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