Tuesday, June 27, 2017

I have received and am still receiving



 llustration by Vladimir Radunsky
 for On a Beam of Light: A Story of Albert Einstein by Jennifer Berne




How strange is the lot of us mortals! Each of us is here for a brief sojourn; for what purpose he knows not, though he sometimes thinks he senses it. But without deeper reflection one knows from daily life that one exists for other people — first of all for those upon whose smiles and well-being our own happiness is wholly dependent, and then for the many, unknown to us, to whose destinies we are bound by the ties of sympathy. A hundred times every day I remind myself that my inner and outer life are based on the labors of other men, living and dead, and that I must exert myself in order to give in the same measure as I have received and am still receiving. I am strongly drawn to a frugal life and am often oppressively aware that I am engrossing an undue amount of the labor of my fellow-men. I regard class distinctions as unjustified and, in the last resort, based on force. I also believe that a simple and unassuming life is good for everybody, physically and mentally.




 ~ Albert Einstein

with thanks to BrainPickings


Tuesday, June 20, 2017







Those who are indignant at and rebel against
the things that befall them are blind with self-love.
I speak to you now in general and in particular, and
I say that they take for evil and regard as misfortunes, ruin,
evidence of hate towards themselves, the things that I
do out of love and for their good, that they may be
saved from eternal loss and receive the life that shall not
pass away. Why then do they murmur against Me? Because
They have put their trust in themselves, and so all becomes
dark for them and they do not know things as they are.




~ Saint Catherine of Siena

Friday, June 9, 2017

beyond words










There’s a language beyond words. Silence creates the space for it. 
Sometimes when we feel powerless to speak words that are meaningful, 
when we have to back off into unknowing and helplessness,
 but remain in the situation, silence creates the space 
that’s needed for a deeper happening to occur. 
But often, initially, that silence is uneasy. 
It begins “as a small frightened thing”
 and only slowly grows 
into the kind of warmth 
that dissolves tension.


~ Ron Rolheiser
from  The Healing Place of Silence
art by Alfredo Ramos Martinez
 with thanks to louie, louie


Thursday, June 8, 2017

the haunted room in the mind









In Ireland there are many stories of haunted houses.  There may be a room in which one senses a presence or hears footsteps or a strange voice.  Such haunted places remain uninhabited.  People are afraid to go there.  The place is forsaken and left to deepen ever further into the shadow of itself.  The way you think about your life can turn your soul into a haunted room.  You are afraid to risk going in there anymore.  Your fantasy peoples this room of the heart with sad presences, which ultimately become disturbing and sinister.  The haunted room in the mind installs lonesomeness at the heart of your life.  It would be devastating in the autumn of your life to look back and recognize that you had created a series of haunted rooms in your heart.  Fear and negativity are immense forces, which constantly tussle with us.  They long to turn the mansions of the soul into a totally haunted house.  These are the living conditions for which fear and negativity long, and in which they thrive.  We were sent here to live life to the full.  When you manage to be generous in your passion and vulnerability, life always comes to bless you.  Had you but the courage to acknowledge the haunted inner room, turn the key, and enter, you would encounter nothing strange or sinister there.  You would meet some vital self of yours that you had banished during a time of pain or difficulty.  Sometimes, when life squeezes you into lonely crevices, you may have to decide between survival or breaking apart.  At such times, you can be harsh with yourself and settle to be someone other than who you really long to be.  At such a time, you can do nothing else; you have to survive.  But your soul always remains faithful to your longing to become who you really are.  The banished self from an earlier time of life remains within you waiting to be released and integrated.  The soul has its own logic of loyalty and concealment.  Ironically, it is usually in its most awkward rooms that the special blessings and healing are locked away.  Your thinking can also freeze and falsify the flow of your life’s continuity to make you a prisoner of routine and judgement.




~  John O’Donohue, 
from  'Eternal Echoes

Saturday, June 3, 2017

to learn from animal being




Nearer to the earth's heart,
Deeper within its silence:
Animals know this world
In a way we never will.

We who are ever
Distanced and distracted
By the parade of bright
Windows thought opens:
Their seamless presence
Is not fractured thus.

Stranded between time
Gone and time emerging,
We manage seldom
To be where we are:
Whereas they are always
Looking out from
The here and now.

May we learn to return
And rest in the beauty
Of animal being,
Learn to lean low,
Leave our locked minds,
And with freed senses
Feel the earth
Breathing with us.

May we enter
Into lightness of spirit,
And slip frequently into
The feel of the wild.

Let the clear silence
Of our animal being
Cleanse our hearts
Of corrosive words.

May we learn to walk
Upon the earth
With all their confidence
And clear-eyed stillness
So that our minds
Might be baptized
In the name of the wind
And light and the rain.




~ John O'Donohue
from To Bless the Space Between Us: A Book of Blessings

Friday, June 2, 2017

a process of intellection





We name, we give a term to our various feelings, don't we? In saying, 'I am angry', we have given a term, a name, a label to a particular feeling. Now, please watch your own minds very clearly. When you have a feeling, you name that feeling; you call it anger, lust, love, pleasure, don't you? And this naming of the feeling is a process of intellection which prevents you from looking at the fact, that is, at the feeling.

You know, when you see a bird and say to yourself that it is a parrot or a pigeon or a crow, you are not looking at the bird. You have already ceased to look at the fact because the word parrot or pigeon or crow has come between you and the fact.

This is not some difficult intellectual feat but a process of the mind that must be understood. If you would go into the problem of fear or the problem of authority or the problem of pleasure or the problem of love, you must see that naming, giving a label, prevents you from looking at the fact.






~ J. Krishnamurti
from The Collected Works
Vol. XI, 350,Choiceless Awareness
art by Edvard Munch


Thursday, June 1, 2017

glorious









~ MaMuse