Sometimes one waits too long for the perfect moment before snapping the picture.
You never realize that all you needed was to change perspective.
Miguel Syjuco, Illustrado, 2008 Man Asian Literary Prizewinner
Tag: Awareness
Our own path
We are not here to fit in, be well-balanced, or provide exempla for others. We are here to be eccentric, different, perhaps strange, perhaps merely to add our small piece, our little clunky, chunky selves, to the great mosaic of being. As the gods intended, we are here to become more and more ourselves.
James Hollis, What Matters Most
photo of the top of Skellig Michael by mike shields.
A lot of thinking
The concept of beginning and ending is time, produced by thought. Can we see, right now, that beginning and end, getting somewhere, being somebody, wanting to get the something I lack, are all products of the imagination. As long as this isn’t clear, this bodymind remains tied up in knots. Can we see that a thought is always away from this present moment, where time does not exist?
Toni Parker, The Wonder of Presence.
photo adam jwc
A new year: Everything is a gift
Life offers its wisdom generously.
Everything teaches
Not everyone learns
Rachel Naomi Remen
photo Woodstown beach Co.Waterford by tony quilty
A time for rest
O little forests, meekly
Touch the snow with low branches!
O covered stones, Hide the house of growth!
Secret vegetal words, Unlettered water,
Daily Zero.
Pray undistracted, Curled tree carved in steel –
Buried zenith!
Fire, turn inward
To your weak fort, To a burly infant spot,
A house of nothing.
O peace, bless this mad place:
Silence, love this growth.
O silence, golden zero, Unsetting sun
Love winter when the plant says nothing
Thomas Merton
photo lumpytrout
Letting light fill our fears
And I think over again
My small adventures
When from a shore wind I drifted out
In my kayak
And I thought I was in danger.
My fears,
Those small ones
That I thought so big,
For all the vital things
I had to get and to reach.
And yet, there is only
One great thing,
The only thing.
To live and see in huts and on journeys
The great day that dawns,
And the light that fills the world.
Traditional Inuit (Copper Eskimo) Song
photo andy waddington
