
When we love and allow ourselves to be loved,
we begin more and more to inhabit the kingdom of the eternal.
Fear changes into courage, emptiness becomes plenitude, and distance becomes intimacy.
John O’Donohue, AnamCara

When we love and allow ourselves to be loved,
we begin more and more to inhabit the kingdom of the eternal.
Fear changes into courage, emptiness becomes plenitude, and distance becomes intimacy.
John O’Donohue, AnamCara
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We’re conditioned to think that our lives revolve around great moments.
But great moments often catch us unaware –
beautifully wrapped in what others may consider a small one.
Kent Nerburn, Make me an Instrument of your Peace: Living the Prayer of Saint Francis

In the past days, how many times have we run this way and that, expending energy in places that don’t really align with the deepest sense of where we are going?
Lighthouses don’t go running all over an island looking for boats to save;
they just stand there shining
Anne Lamott
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Suffering sometimes arises when we seek outside ourselves – in others or in achievements – what has to be found within:
I have nothing to defend, for all is of equal value to me.
I cannot lose anything in this
place of abundance
I have found.
Catherine of Siena, Catholic Saint and mystic, 1347 – 1380
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There was a very clear super moon last night.
In Chinese philosophy, the “10, 000 things” is a shorthand way of talking about all the experiences – good and bad – which arise and pass away in our day.
This poem reminds us not to give too much substance to all the things which arise today:
Sitting alone in peace before these cliffs
the full moon is heaven’s beacon
the ten thousand things are all reflections
the moon originally has no light
Han-shan, 9th Century legendary Chinese figure.

The world is vast
and the body and breath are spacious
when we are at ease with ourselves and others
Michael Stone, from his lovely book, Awake in the World
photo of early morning sun in Glendalough, on a beautiful Saturday in October which reminded me of Rilke :
I would like to step out of my heart
and go walking beneath the enormous sky.