Patience

Quick fixes and abrupt changes are encouraged around this time of year. I prefer the slower perspective chosen by the Japanese painter Hokusai Katsushika:

From around the age of six, I had the habit of sketching from life. I became an artist, and from fifty on began producing works that won some reputation, but nothing I did before the age of seventy was worthy of attention. At seventy-three, I began to grasp the structures of birds and beasts, insects and fish, and of the way plants grow. If I go on trying, I will surely understand them still better by the time I am eighty-six, so that by ninety I will have penetrated to their essential nature. At one hundred, I may well have a positively divine understanding of them, while at one hundred and thirty, forty, or more I will have reached the stage where every dot and every stroke I paint will be alive. May Heaven, that grants long life, give me the chance to prove that this is no lie.

Enough

If we do not push ourselves enough, we do not grow, but if we push ourselves too much, we regress.

What is enough will change, depending on where we are and what we are doing.

In that sense, the present moment is always some kind of beginning.

 Sakyong Mipham, Running with the Mind of Meditation

A new response

And that is just the point… how the world, moist and beautiful, calls to each of us to make a new and serious response.

That’s the big question, the one the world throws at you every morning. 

“Here you are, alive. Would you like to make a comment?”

Mary Oliver

Sunday Quote: Ending and beginning

All endings are also beginnings.

We just don’t know it at the time.

Mitch Albom

Into unknown territory

 

The description does not describe them to you,

and tomorrow you arrive there, and know them by inhabiting them.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

The Comparing mind

We are coming up to that time of year when resolutions are encouraged and this can sometimes lead to a desire to  fix ourselves and becoming dissatisfied with our life:

We are born with only one obligation – to be completely who we are. Yet how much of our time is spent comparing ourselves to others, dead and alive? This is encouraged as necessary in the pursuit of excellence. Yet a flower in its excellence does not yearn to be a fish, and a fish in its unmanaged elegance does not long to be a tiger. But we humans find ourselves always falling into the dream of another life. Or we secretly aspire to the fortune or fame of people we don’t really know. When feeling badly about ourselves, we often try on other skins rather than understand and care for our own. Yet when we compare ourselves to others, we see neither ourselves nor those we look up to. We only experience the tension of comparing, as if there is only one ounce of being to feed all our hungers.

Mark Nepo, The Book Of Awakening