Tag: Joy

Sunday Quote: Home

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I have arrived,

I am home

My destination is in every step

Thich Nhat Hanh

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Joy

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An eye is meant to see things.
The soul is here for its own joy.

A head has one use: To love a genuine love.
The feet: To chase after it.

Love is for vanishing into the sky. The mind,
for learning what men have done and tried to do.

Mysteries are not to be solved: The eye goes blind
when it only wants to see why.

A lover is always accused of something.
But when he finds his love, whatever was lost
in the looking comes back completely changed.

Rumi, Night and Sleep

A pilgrim soul

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In the hero stories, the call to go on a journey takes the form of a loss, an error, a wound, an unexplainable longing, or a sense of a mission.

When any of these happens to us, we are being summoned to make a transition.

It will always mean leaving something behind,…

The paradox here is that loss is a path to gain.

David Richo, How to be an Adult

Gratitude

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When a person doesn’t have gratitude, something is missing in his or her humanity. A person can almost be defined by his or her attitude toward gratitude. For me, every hour is grace. And I feel gratitude in my heart each time I can meet someone and look at his or her smile.

Elie Wiesel, Holocaust Survivor and author, died July 2nd 2016

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Sunday Quote: Life is short

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We need to give up what no longer works

and find new ways of being

that keep us close to what matters

Mark Nepo

When the heart is open

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Sometimes we orient to the world through ideas and get fixed on our notion of how things should be. We can run from how a thing actually is. What we need at times is the courage to embrace life as it is actually unfolding, and not avoid it or hide in some concept which we think it should be.

The idea of love is not love
The idea of the ocean is neither salt nor sand;
The face of the seal cannot rise from the idea
to stare at you,
to astound your heart

Mary Oliver