Blessed

In ordinary life we hardly realize that we receive a great deal more than we give,

and that it is only with gratitude that life becomes rich

Dietrich Bonhoeffer

Want, don’t want

The more likes and dislikes we have, the more physical and psycho-somatic problems we are likely to develop, worst of all, the more turmoil we will feel inside.

People with strong likes and dislikes go about with a sign that says ‘upset me.’

Everywhere they go, they meet a lot of other people wearing the same sign who are only to happy to oblige

Eknath Easwaran, 1910 – 1999, Indian-born spiritual teacher, author, The  Bhagavad Gita for Daily Living

Sunday Quote: Natural goodness

The sun, too, shines into cesspools, and is not polluted

Diogenes Laertius, 180 – 240 AD, Book VI: The Cynics

Mysterious

A man who has never experienced this has missed something important. He must sense that he lives in a world which in some respects is mysterious; that things happen and can be experienced which remain inexplicable; that not everything which happens can be anticipated. The unexpected and the incredible belong in this world. Only then is life whole.

For me the world has from the beginning been infinite and ungraspable.


Carl Jung

Sunday Quote: Every ending is a beginning

We arrive and we start again

Hazak, Hazak, Venithazzek [חֲזַק חֲזַק וְנִתְחַזֵּק ]

Be strong,

be strong,

Let us be strengthened

[or Let us strengthen one another]

The words traditionally chanted at the end of the reading of the books of the Torah

Living fully

The world is wilder than that in all directions, more dangerous and bitter, more extravagant and bright.Ezekiel excoriates false prophets who have “not gone up into the gaps.” The gaps are the thing. The gaps are the spirit’s one home, the altitudes and latitudes so dazzlingly spare and clean that the spirit can discover itself for the first time like a once blind man unbound. The gaps are the cliffs in the rock where you cower to see the back parts of God; they are the fissures between mountains and cells the wind lances through, the icy narrowing fjords splitting the cliffs of mystery.

Go up into the gaps. If you can find them; they shift and vanish too. Stalk the gaps. Squeak into a gap in the soil, turn, and unlock – more than a maple – a universe. This is how you spend the afternoon, and tomorrow morning, and tomorrow afternoon. Spend the afternoon. You can’t take it with you.

Annie Dillard, Pilgrim at Tinker Creek