Saturday, March 26, 2011

a man receives only what he is ready to receive


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A man receives only what he is ready to receive,
whether physically or intellectually or morally,
as animals conceive at certain seasons their kind only.
We hear and apprehend only what we already half know.

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~ Henry David Thoreau
from a journal entry, 1860
art by Roderick Maclver
from Thoreau and the Art of Life

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Wednesday, March 23, 2011

pure no-thing




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God is pure no-thing,
concealed in now and here:
the less you reach for him,
the more he will appear.

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~ Angelus Silesius

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For the raindrop, joy is in entering the river


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For the raindrop, joy is in entering the river -
Unbearable pain becomes its own cure.

Travel far enough into sorrow, tears turn to sighing;
In this way we learn how water can die into air.

When, after heavy rain, the stormclouds disperse,
Is it not that they've wept themselves clear to the end?

If you want to know a miracle, how wind can polish a mirror,
Look: the shining glass grows green in spring.

It's the rose's unfolding, Ghalib, that creates the desire to see -
In every color and circumstance, may the eyes be open for what comes.





~ Ghalib (1797-1869)



Monday, March 21, 2011

so many skins









A human being has so many skins inside, 
covering the depths of the heart. 
 
We know so many things, but we don’t know ourselves! 
Why, thirty or forty skins or hides,
as thick and hard as an ox’s or a bear’s, 
cover the soul. 
 
Go into your own ground and learn to know yourself there. 
 
 
 

~ Meister Eckhart






ecstasy: Czechoslovakia, 1933





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The actress was only seventeen
and so the director arranged
to have her pricked lightly with pins
at the needed moments.


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~ Jane Hirshfield


I write these words to delay






What can I do with these thoughts,
given me as a dog is given her flock?
Or perhaps it is the reverse -
my life the unruly sheep, being herded.
At night,
all lie down on the mountain grasses,
while mirror sheep, a mirror guard-dog
follow one another through rock outcrops,
across narrow streams.  The drink and graze by starlight.
This morning, waking to unaccustomed calmness,
I write these words to stay in that silent, unfevered existence,
to delay the other words that are waiting.




~ Jane Hirshfield
from After



Sunday, March 20, 2011

his name is God-with-them




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Then I saw a new heaven and a new earth ...
Here God lives among men.
He will make his home among them; 
they shall be his people and he will be their God;
his name is God-with-them.
He will wipe away all tears from their eyes;
there will be no more death, and no more mourning and sadness. 
 The world of the past has gone.
Then the One sitting on the throne spoke:
Now I am making the whole of creation new...

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~ Revelations 21: 1-5

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the longing for beauty





For beauty is the cause of harmony, of sympathy, of community.
Beauty unites all things and is the source of all things. 
It is the great creating cause which bestirs the world 
and holds all things in existence by the longing inside them to have beauty.  
And there it is ahead of all as...the Beloved ...toward which all things move, 
since it is the longing for beauty which actually brings them into being.




~ Pseudo-Dionysius
from The Divine Names



Saturday, March 19, 2011

to finding again

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Everything else must have changed
must be different
by the time you appear
more than ever the same
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taking me by surprise
in my difference
my age
long after I had come 
to the end 
of believing in you
to the end of hope
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which was not even 
the first of the changes
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when I imagined 
that I was forgetting you
you did not even need memory
to remain there
letting the years vanish
the miles depart
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nothing surprising in that
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even longing
does not need memory
to know what to reach for 
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and nothing surprises you
who were always there
wherever it was
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beyond belief

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~ W.S. Merwin
from Present Company

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secret places

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Lovers find secret places inside this violent world
where they make transactions with beauty.
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Reason says, Nonsense.
I have walked and measured the walls here.
There are no places like that.
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Love says, There are.
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Reason set up a market and begins doing business.
Love has more hidden work.
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Hallaj steps away from the pulpit
and climbs the stairs of the gallows.
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Lovers feel a truth inside themselves
that rational people keep denying.
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It is reasonable to say, Surrender is just an idea
that keeps people from living their lives.
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Love responds, No.
This thinking is what is dangerous.
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Using language obscures what Shams came to give.
out of low word-clouds into burning silence.

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~ Rumi
from The Big Red Book
translations by Coleman Barks



the adamantine perfection of desire








Nothing more strong 
than to be helpless before desire.

No reason,
the simplified heart whispers,
the argument over,
only This.

No longer choosing anything but assent.

Its bowl scraped clean to the bottom,
the skull-bone cup no longer horrifies,
but, rimmed in silver, shines.

A spotted dog follows a bitch in heat.
Gray geese flying past us, crying.
The living cannot help but love the world.



~ Jane Hirshfield
from Each Happiness Ringed by Lions



beauty is integral to being

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Part of what it means to be, 
is to be beautiful.  

Beauty is not super-added to things: it is one of the springs of their reality.  
It is not that which effects a luscious response in perceivers;
 it is the interior geometry of things, making them perceptible as forms.




~ Francesca Aran Murphy
photo by albert koetsier 

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wonderment and a delicious trouble

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This is the spirit that Beauty must ever induce, wonderment and a delicious trouble, longing and love and a trembling that is all delight.  For the unseen all this may be felt as for the seen;  and this is the Soul's feel for it, every Soul in some degree, but those the more deeply that are the more truly apt to this higher love - just as all take delight in the beauty of the body but all are not stung as sharply , and those only that feel the keener wound are known as Lovers.  These Lovers, then, lovers of the beauty outside of sense, must be made to declare themselves.

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~ Plotinus
from the Enneads 
woodcut by Harlan Hubbard
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beautiful beyond being





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That, beautiful beyond being, is said to be Beauty - for
It gives beauty from itself in a manner appropriate to each,
It causes the consonance and splendour of all,
It flashes forth upon all, after the manner of light , the
Beauty producing gifts of its flowing ray,
It calls to itself,
When it is called beauty.

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~ Pseudo-Dionysius
from The Divine Names

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Thursday, March 17, 2011

to being late




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Again again you are
the right time after all
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not according to 
however we planned it
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unforeseen and yet
only too well known
mislaid horizon
where we come to ourselves
as though we had been expected
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you are where it appears now
and will stay from now on 
in its own good time
it was you we came to 
in the first place
hearing voices around us
before we knew what they said
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but you always surprise us 
it is you that we 
hurry to
while you go on waiting
to the end of space
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and when we get to you
we stop and listen
trying to hear whether
you are still there

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~ W.S. Merwin
from Present Company

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