The way of all things

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In a dark time, the eye begins to see

 Roethke, In a Dark Time

A day like Good Friday bears witness to a truth that runs through all the different wisdom traditions, namely, that the times when we are challenged and hurt are often the moments when we grow the most. Thus  places of darkness are difficult and fruitful at the same time. This truth needs to be remembered in a culture that focuses on perpetual youth, continual progress and ongoing self-improvement: :

Life may be brimming over with experiences,

but somewhere, deep inside,

all of us carry a vast and fruitful loneliness wherever we go.

Etty Hillesum

photo mark 10:43

Adjusting

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The art of life is a constant adjustment to our surroundings

Okakura Kakuzo, 1862 – 1913, Japanese scholar and writer

photo Evelyn Simak

This day, stay in the present

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Staying solidly rooted in the here and now, and in the body, like a mountain, and not in the storylines in our heads about our life and about others:

When you look at experience directly, it’s obvious that all we are or have is happening right now. Our memories happen now, and the results of what we’ve been involved with happen now. Our project scenarios for the future happen now and our actions –  whose consequences may happen in the future –  happen now. Furthermore, our awareness of this state of affairs, feelings about and responses to all that – happen now.

And yet there is a current in the mind that creates a felt identity who was, is and will be. Rolling on its surface are worries and expectations about what I will be, regret about what I was. An idea may form: “Having been this, surely I deserve to become that”;  or its negative form ” I’ve never been this, so I’ll never become one of those”. There’s a lot of drama and suffering and stress in this flood….

Since I only have pictures of what I was, and stories of what I might or will be, can I be clear as to who I am now?

When we give full attention to the present – in the focus that should surely give us the clearest,  most stable impression of who we are – we find that the images break up, like reflections in a stream poked with a finger. And as those images break up, all the weight, the need, the anxiety, suddenly sinks with no footing.

Ajahn Sucitto, Parami: Ways to Cross Life’s Floods

photo chi king

Sunday quote: learning

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I keep looking for one more teacher,
only to find that fish learn from water
and birds learn from sky.

Mark Nepo, Behind the Thunder

How to move through this day

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Body, like a mountain,

Heart,  like the sea

Mind, like the sky.

Dogen

photo of portmarnock strand by bonners2

Always there

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Out here it’s impossible to be lonely.
The land walking beside you is your oldest friend,
pleasantly silent, like already you’ve told the best stories
and each of you knows how much the other made up.

Naomi Shihab Nye, At the Seven Mile Ranch, Comstock, Texas

Beannachtaí na Féile Pádraig 

  Happy Saint Patrick’s Day.