It never ceases to amaze me:
we all love ourselves more than other people,
but care more about their opinion than our own
Marcus Aurelius
A strange fact
Author: Karl Duffy
This is a Mindfulness Practice Blog written in Laois, Ireland, containing reflections on meditation practice, psychological growth, spirituality and wellness which hopefully may encourage and benefit others as they reflect on their lives and seek to develop a more balanced, mindful and conscious approach to it.
The unexpected and incredible
We must sense that we live in a world which in some respects is mysterious; that things happen and can be experienced which remain inexplicable; that not everything which happens can be anticipated. The unexpected and the incredible belong in this world. Only then is life whole.
Jung, Memories, Dreams, Reflections
Never really alone
The word “angel” in Hebrew simply means “messenger.” That definition implies anyone or anything awakening us to reality is an “angel.”
Unearthly beings could not teach us more about compassion than a beloved dog jumping in our lap when we need it the most. Every expression of life and nature is throbbing with information about our common source.
We are never really alone. “Angels” are everywhere.
Jim Rigby, minister at St. Andrews Presbyterian Church.
Someone’s angel
Easter Monday is traditionally known in Italy as “Lunedì dell’Angelo”, (Monday of the Angel)
Everything that is tearing us down today will become a memory, and this memory will be shared as an anecdote or a story or a poem or a play or a warning. It will be shared with another human being, who will then understand that he is not alone in his sadness. This is why we show up for others and tell our tales and listen to others.
The great congregation meets daily, and you are someone’s angel today
Tennessee Williams
Sunday Quote: transformation
The future enters into us,
in order to transform itself in us,
long before it happens.
Rilke
The in-between space
You are in this time of the interim
Where everything seems withheld.
The path you took to get here has washed out; the way forward is still concealed from you.
“The old is not old enough to have died away;
The new is still too young to be born.”
You cannot lay claim to anything;
In this place of dusk, your eyes are blurred; and there is no mirror.
Everyone else has lost sight of your heart
And you can see nowhere to put your trust; You know you have to make your own way through.
As far as you can, hold your confidence.
Do not allow confusion to squander
This call which is loosening
Your roots in false ground,
That you might come free from all you have outgrown.
What is being transfigured here is your mind, and it is difficult and slow to become new.
The more faithfully you can endure here,
The more refined your heart will become for your arrival in the new dawn.
John O’Donohue, “For the Interim Time” in Benedictus: A Book of Blessings
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