Posts tagged ‘poetry’
The Guest is inside you, and also inside me;
You know the sprout is hidden inside the seed.
We are all struggling; none of us has gone far.
Let your arrogance go and look around inside.
The blue sky opens out further and farther,
The daily sense of failure goes away.
The damage I have done to myself fades.
A million suns come forward with light.
When I sit firmly in that world.
Courage comes from the French word, Coeur, which means “heart.”
In order to travel from clinging to letting go, we have to “take heart.”
The heart is the seat of the will.
This is the place God awakens,’
the place where the gentle uprooting takes place.
– Sue Monk Kidd
The boat I travel in is called Surrender.
My two oars are instant forgiveness and gratitude—complete gratitude for the gift of life.
I am thankful for the experience of this life,
for the opportunity to dance.
I get angry, I get mad, but as soon as I remind myself to put my oars in the water,
Balbir Matbur, Heron Dance Interview (Issue 11)
Hope is with you when you believe
The earth is not a dream but living flesh,
That sight, touch, and hearing do not lie,
That all things you have ever seen here
Are like a garden looked at from a gate.
You cannot enter.
But you’re sure it’s there.
Could we but look more clearly and wisely
We might discover somewhere in the garden
A strange new flower and an unnamed star.
Some people say we should not trust our eyes,
That there is nothing, just a seeming,
These are the ones who have no hope.
They think that the moment we turn away,
The world, behind our backs, ceases to exist,
As if snatched up by the hands of thieves.
– Czeslaw Milosz
It is good for a person to receive God
Into himself or herself
And I call this receptivity the work of a virgin.
But it is better
When God becomes fruitful within a person.
For becoming fruitful as a result of a gift is the
Only gratitude for the gift.
I call such a person a wife
And in this sense the term wife is the noblest
Term we can give the soul,
It is far nobler than virgin.
Such a person bears fruit a hundred times
Or a thousand times
Or countless times
Giving birth and becoming fruitful
Out of the most noble foundation of all.
Tend only to this birth in you
And you will find there
All goodness and all consolation,
All being and truth.
~ Meister Eckhart, OP
When despair for the world grows in me,
And I wake in the night in fear . . .
I go and lie down where the wood drake
Rests in beauty on the water,
And the great heron feeds.
I come into the peace of wild things
Who do not tax their lives with forethought of grief.
I come into the presence of still water.
And I feel above me the day blind stars waiting with their light.
I rest in the grace of the world and am free.
– Wendell Berry