The dream of my life
is to lie down by a slow river
and stare at the light in the trees –
To learn something by being nothing
a little while but the rich
lens of attention
Mary Oliver, Entering the Kingdom
Tag: Life
Step through again and again
How do we work with this tendency to block and to freeze and to refuse to take another step toward the unknown? If our edge is like a huge stone wall with a door in it, how do we learn to open the door and step through it again and again, so that life becomes a process of growing up, becoming more and more fearless and flexible, more and more able to play like a raven in the wind?
The wilder the weather is, the more the ravens love it. They have the time of their lives in the winter, when the wind gets much stronger and there’s lots of ice and snow. They challenge the wind. They get up on the tops of the trees and hold on with their claws and then they grab on with their beaks as well. At some point they just let go into the wind and let it blow them away. They have had to develop a zest for challenge and for life.
Pema Chodron
photo Ingrid Taylar
Not dependent on everything going right
Joy is that kind of happiness that does not depend on what happens.
David Steindal Rast, born 1926, Catholic monk, founder of A Network for Grateful Living
photo yumi kimura
Cheerfulness
A post for the made-up “Blue Monday”, the day in the year, they tell us, we are most likely to feel gloomy.
Perhaps the best advice for our physical and mental health this week, as we bring our inner self to work with whatever outward situation we find ourselves in…. and not from a modern self-help book.
A cheerful heart is good medicine
Proverbs 17:22
photo david shankbone
Courage
Whatever you’re meant to do, do it now.
The conditions are always impossible
Doris Lessing
photo np&djjewell
Not worth getting excited over
A lot of what we hold on to as important- even just a week or two ago – turns out to be, like everything else, impermanent, arising and passing away according to conditions.
I have already lost touch with a couple of people I used to be
Joan Didion, On Keeping a Notebook
photo albert bridge
