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Real wisdom, tested over time, is different from the quick-fix fads that are fashionable today

Be careful.

Open your life
Only to the wind that has touched distance.

Natan Zach,1930 – 2020, Israeli poet, Be Careful

Do not lose hope

I see the sun, and if I don’t see the sun, I know it’s there.

And there’s a whole life in that,

in knowing that the sun is there.

Dostoyevsky

Start again

On holidays. Travel allows us see life with new eyes.

I was so proud not to feel my heart.
Waking means being angry.

This year will take from me
the hardened person
who I longed to be.
I am healing by mistake.

Rome is also built on ruins.

Eliza Griswold, 1973 – , American Pulitzer Prize-winning journalist and poet, Ruins

Sunday Quote: Remind yourself

 Sometimes I go about in pity for myself,

and all the while,

a great wind carries me across the sky

Ojibwe Tribe saying.  

Hello to here

It has taken years to continue to live into the truth that if I believe we are from God and for God, then we are from Goodness and for Goodness. To greet sorrow today does not mean that sorrow will be there tomorrow. Happiness comes too, and grief, and tiredness, disappointment, surprise and energy. Chaos and fulfilment will be named as well as delight and despair. This is the truth of being here, wherever here is today. It may not be permanent but it is here. I will probably leave here, and I will probably return. To deny here is to harrow the heart. Hello to here.

Pádraig Ó Tuama, In the Shelter: Finding a Home in the World

A new month, a new frontier

Human beings are a frontier between what is known and what is not known. The act of turning any part of the unknown into the known is simply an invitation for an equal measure of the unknown to flow in and re-establish that frontier: to reassert both the exterior and interior horizon of an individual life; to make us what we are – that is – a moving edge between what we know about ourselves and what we are about to become. What we are actually about to become or are afraid of becoming always trumps and rules over what we think we are already.

David Whyte, “Self-knowledge” in Consolations