Monday, March 18, 2019

Monday ~ March 18, 2019

All people are children when they sleep.
There's no war in them then.
They open their hands and breathe
in that quiet rhythm heaven has given them...
If only we could speak to one another then
when our hearts are half-open flowers.
Words like golden bees would drift in.

(Rolf Jacobsen, 1907 - 1994)

Sunday, March 17, 2019

Sunday ~ March 17,2019

The most alive thing about us is what we are when thought breaks off and our minds can go no further - for that is where our yearning begins, our inconsolable yearning, and the loneliness that begets compassion, the forlornness that prepares the heart for love. And that is the wilderness where all is tested, where doubt can go no further...

And in the mind's dimness a light will shine; in the spirit's stillness it will be as though a voice had spoken; the heart that was lonely will know who it was it yearned for, and the life of the soul will be one with the life that is God.

(A. Powell Davies, 1902 - 1957)

Saturday, March 16, 2019

Saturday ~ March 16, 2019

If you stay in comfort too long
you will not know
the weight of a water pot
on the bald head of a village woman...
If you stay in comfort too long
you will not know the pain
of childbirth without a nurse in white...
You will forget
the unfeeling bare feet
gripping the warm soil turned by the plow
You will forget
the voice of the season talking to the oxen.

(Chenjerai Hove, 1956 - 2015)

Friday, March 15, 2019

Friday ~ March 15, 2015

It is only through disruptions and confusion that we grow, jarred out of ourselves by the collision of someone else's private world with our own.

(Joyce Carol Oates, 1938 -  )

Thursday, March 14, 2019

Thursday ~ March 14, 2019 - Happy Birthday Albert Einstein

How strange is the lot of us mortals! Each of us is here for a brief sojourn; for what purpose we know not, though we sometimes think we sense it. But even 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 others, 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.

(Albert Einstein, 1879 - 1955)

Wednesday, March 13, 2019

Wednesday ~ March 13, 2019

Nothing forced works. The Gordian knot just worsens if it's jerked at by a person. One of the main stations of the cross is patience. Another, of course, is impatience. There is such a thing as too much tolerance for unpleasant situations, a time when the gentle teasing out of threads ceases to be pleasing to a woman born for conquest. Instead she must assault the knot or alp or everest with something sharp and take upon herself the moral warp of sudden progress.

(Kay Ryan, 1945 -  )

Tuesday, March 12, 2019

Tuesday ~ March 12, 2019

The day is cold, and dark, and dreary
It rains, and the wind is never weary;
The vine still clings to the mouldering wall,
But at every gust the dead leaves fall,
And the day is dark and drear.
My life is cold, and dark, and dreary;
It rains, and the wind is never weary;
My thoughts still cling to the mouldering past,
But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast,
And the days are dark and dreary.
Be still, sad heart! and cease repining;
Behind the clouds is the sun still shining;
Thy fate is the common fate of all,
Into each life some rain must fall,
Some days must be dark and dreary.

(Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, 1807 - 1882)


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