Tag Archives: Life
God sees with the same eyeyou see with, says Meister Eckhart. Do you live your life,or does Life live through you? Do you breatheto stay alive,or does the Life-breathbreathe you? Life lives and blossomsthrough Natureand thus Nature can heal itself. … Continue reading
STILLNESS isthe space between movementsthe crack in the universethe gloved handwith the artto pull aparttwo thin life stitchesand let a stab of nothing in.An eyewith sky behindfor mind,a face blind,a sunflower petal fallingstamen to earth;or bird-song-bird callingeither side of the … Continue reading
“In and out of windowsas we have done before.” Moving in and out of beingstopping just this side of seeing,in and out of life they pass,kestrel, robin, spider, mouse.Each their special shapes they wear,striving on from here to there.From here … Continue reading
The patience of the old woman:raveling and unraveling somebody’s memorieslike skeins of wool,to darn the tattered coveringof an ever-fading lifein which,according to somebody’s memories,she was once a womanand a wife. The patience of the sick:waiting for the stab of the … Continue reading
Why wake him?You woke to nothing,do you think he won’t?Your hand will guide him firmly and away,your lips will teach the nonsense he will say,your sins on himevery day. At best,he’ll pass the testyou failed,but where you wonwill be undone. … Continue reading
It is not Atlas who carries on his shoulders the world with all its teeming life forms its cities and citizens its poets and fools. It is the breath of life which fans the vital heat each time it cools. … Continue reading
Power aims at Freedom To; finds itself on a collision course with all the other Freedoms To that inhabit gods and men and beast; storm and drought and pestilence; sickness, old age and death. Wisdom aims for Freedom From discovers … Continue reading
It is not Atlas who carries on his shoulders the world with all its teeming life forms, its cities and citizens its poets and fools. It is the breath of life which fans the vital heat each time it cools. … Continue reading
STILLNESS is the space between movements the crack in the universe the gloved hand with the art to pull apart two thin life stitches and let a stab of nothing in.
The wren is very small but its voice is very loud, confident and tuneful. It is as lively as a kitten. Yet it has no formal education. Nor does it contribute to a government-approved pension scheme.