Everything changes once we identify with being
the witness to the story,
instead of the actor in it,
Ram Dass
What do I know
But this: it is heaven itself to take what is given,
to see what is plain; what the sun lights up willingly;
for example – I think this
as I reach down, not to pick but merely to touch – the suitability of the field for the daisies, and the daisies for the field.
Mary Oliver, Daisies [extract]
Very grey these days in Ireland, not quite Summer weather….
When we are willing to be intimate with what actually is here now,
to look directly at all our experience,
we might recognize that this is our life
however different from our thoughts and ideas about it
Roshi Pat Enkyo O’Hara, Abbot of the Village Zendo, Soto Zen tradition, New York
The first day of a new season in the old Celtic calendar
How do geese know when to fly to the sun? Who tells them the seasons? How do we humans know when it is time to move on?
As with the migrant birds, so surely with us, there is a voice within if only we would listen to it, that tells us certainly when to go forth into the unknown.
Elizabeth Kubler Ross