Believing in Mystery

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Every day we have moments when we get a glimpse into the deep beauty of the world. It may be as simple as a shared conversation, a glass of wine, a walk in nature.  However, sometimes we are so preoccupied that we do not have the time or the space to notice.

You know what the issue is with the world?

Everyone wants some magical solution to their problem

and [yet] everyone refuses to believe in magic

Lewis Carroll,  Alice in Wonderland

photo phil champion

Moving on

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The swallows are gathering in the evenings now, and look as if they are getting ready to depart. Their natural freedom lies within us,  not something outside that we need to attain or become. It is often our fears that prevent us from accessing it, and we choose to stay safe rather than risk the journey:

Look at the birds.

Even flying
is born
out of nothing.

The first sky
is inside you, my friend, open
at either end of day.

The work of wings
was always freedom, fastening
one heart to every falling thing.

Li Young Lee, One Heart

photo Takashi Hososhima

Sunday Quote: Wake up

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Awake, my dear.

Be kind to your sleeping heart.

Take it out into the vast fields of light and let it breathe.

Hafiz

photo Mullaghrellan Woods Kilkea

Not listening to our fears

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The imagination is far better at inventing tortures than life because the imagination is a demon within us and it knows where to strike, where it hurts. It knows the vulnerable spot, and life does not, our friends and lovers do not, because seldom do they have the imagination equal to the task.

Anais Nin

Trust

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When we get our spiritual house in order, we’ll be dead. This goes on.

You arrive at enough certainty to be able to make your way, but it is making it in darkness.

Don’t expect faith to clear things up for you.

It is trust, not certainty.

Flannery O’Connor, American Author, 1925 – 1964, A Prayer Journal.

photo chi king

What’s wrong with maybe

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I have refused to live
locked in the orderly house of
reasons and proofs;
The world I live in and believe in
is wider than that. And anyway.
What’s wrong with Maybe?

You wouldn’t believe what once or
twice I have seen. I’ll just
tell you this:
only if there are angels in your head will you
ever, possibly, see one.

Mary Oliver, The World I live in

Inspired by s and with thanks to a-poem-a-day-project.blogspot.ie

photo robinhood22