Task: to be where I am.
Even when I’m in this solemn and absurd
role: I am still the place
where creation works on itself.
Tomas Tranströmer, 1931 – 2015, Swedish poet and psychologist, Guard Duty [extract]
As Martin Buber saw it …. the world of ordinary days “affords” us that precise association with God that redeems both us and our speck of the world.
God entrusts and allots to everyone an area to redeem: this creased and feeble life, “the world in which you live, just as it is and not otherwise.”
Annie Dillard, For the Time Being
Don’t go outside your house to see flowers.
My friend, don’t bother with that excursion.
Inside your body there are flowers.
One flower has a thousand petals.
That will do for a place to sit.
Sitting there you will have a glimpse of beauty;
inside the body and out of it,
before gardens and after gardens
Kabir