The sun, too, shines into cesspools, and is not polluted
Diogenes Laertius, 180 – 240 AD, Book VI: The Cynics
Sunday Quote: Natural goodness
Tag: Joy
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
Sunday Quote: new and unique
Each second we live is a new and unique moment of the universe
— a moment that never was before and never will be again.
Pablo Casals quoted in Diane Loomans, Full Esteem Ahead
Now the dancing begins
The mind is constantly trying to figure out
what page it’s on in the story of itself.
Close the book. Burn the bookmark. End of story.
Now the dancing begins.
Ikko Narasaki Roshi, Zen Buddhist monk, died 1996.
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