Archive for April, 2011

Night beauty

This I had not expected:

the moon coming right into my kitchen,

the full moon, gently bumping

angles of furniture,

seeming to like the round table

but not resenting corners.

Somehow the moon filled all the space and yet

left room for whatever

was there already, including me,

and for movement.  Like a balloon,

the moon stirred at a breath

and unlike a balloon did not

rise to the ceiling, but wandered

as if sleep-walking,

no more than a foot from the floor…

I have been given much, but why this also?

I was abashed. What grand gesture of welcome

was I to make? I bowed, curtsied, but the modest moon

appeared unaware of homage.

I breathed, I gazed; and slowly, mildly,

the moon hovered, touring stove and cupboards,

bookshelves and sink, glimmering

over a bowl of tangerines. And gently

withdrew, just as I thought to summon courage

to offer honey-mead or slivovitz.

— Denise Levertov, “Evening Train”, p. 89ff


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Becoming present

If you embrace the present and become one with it, and merge with it, you will experience a fire, a glow, a sparkle of ecstasy throbbing in every living sentient being. As you begin to experience this exultation of spirit in everything that is alive, as you become intimate with it, joy will be born within you, and you will drop the terrible burdens and encumbrances of defensiveness, resentment, and hurtfulness. Only then will you become lighthearted, carefree, joyous, and free.

— Deepak Chopra, “The Seven Spiritual Laws of Success”, p. 61

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Becoming one

The Drop that wrestles in the Sea —

forgets her own locality —

as I — towards Thee.

— Emily Dickinson

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Brace yourself

The earth braces itself for the feet

of a lover of God about to


The sky becomes very timid

when a great saint starts waving his arms

in joy,

for the sky knows its prized fixtures,

the sun, moon and planets

could all wind up

rolling so wild on the floor!

— Hafiz, “The Gift”, p. 100

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A connected life

Faith is the centerpiece of a connected life. It allows us to live by the grace of invisible strands. It is a belief in a wisdom superior to our own. Faith becomes a teacher in the absence of fact.

— Terry Tempest Williams

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Piece by piece, I reenter the world. A new phase. A new body, a new voice. Birds console me by flying, trees by growing, dogs by the warm patch they leave on the sofa. Unknown people merely by performing their motions. It’s like a slow recovery from a sickness, this recovery of one’s self.

— Toby Talbot

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Great wild God


was all

so clear this morning,

my mind and heart had never felt

more convinced:

There is only God,

a great wild


— Hafiz, from “The Gift”, p. 144

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