Happy

Every morning the world is created…

If it is in your nature to be happy..

And if your spirit  carries within it

the thorn that is heavier than lead….

there is still somewhere deep within you

a beast shouting that the earth

is exactly what it wanted –

each pond with its blazing lilies is a prayer heard and answered

lavishly, every morning,

whether or not you have ever dared to be happy,

whether or not you have ever dared to pray.

Mary Oliver, Morning Poem

Sunday quote: Nowhere to go

Finally I am coming to the conclusion
that my highest ambition is to be what I already am.

Thomas Merton

Light in the darkness

When you find yourself bereft
Of any belief in yourself
And all you unknowingly
Leaned on has fallen….

Steady yourself and see
That it is your own thinking
That darkens your world,

Search and you will find
A diamond-thought of light.

Know that you are not alone,
And that this darkness has purpose

John O’Donohue, For Courage (extract)

Recognizing, not pursuing

In my life-long impatience, how much I have missed. Last night, washing the dishes, I really looked at my iron frying pan in the dishwater. The light made visible for a moment a tiny rainbow — a light through water revealing all the colors of life. It is so easy to miss the tiny symbols. Finding them is quite different from the business of trying to hatch up big symbolic experiences. It is recognition, not pursuit, of meaning — recognition of the sacramental, of the intersection of the two worlds, breaking through unsought because one is attending.

Helen Luke, 1904 – 1995, Jungian Analyst and writer

Greatest treasure

 

Your mind is your greatest treasure. We become so taken up with the world, with having and doing more and more that we come to ignore who we are and forget what we see the world with.

The most powerful way to change your life is to change your mind.

John O’Donohue, The Art of Developing a Beautiful Mind

When thoughts are quietened

For a peaceful meditation, we need not to go to the mountains and streams;

When thoughts are quieted down, even fire itself is cool and refreshing.

Extract from poem by Ch’an monk Tu Kou-hao, used as last words by Keizan Jōkin, abbot of Erinji, just before he was burned alive by soldiers in his temple.