Not always able to FEEL this, but having done so in the past is a good enough, great enough, best enough reminder that I will indeed again or perhaps, even more-so, will myself to in the present:
...great joy, overflowing joy, as if the land and woods and spring were all praising God through me. The sense of angelic transparency of everything, and of pure, simple, and total light. The word that comes closest to pointing to it is simple. It was all simple. But a simplicity to which one seems to aspire, only seldom to attain. A simplicity, that is, that has and says everything just because it is simple.
-Thomas Merton, January 6th, 1965
Monday, January 25, 2010
Saturday, January 23, 2010
These gentle words
Found surrounded by a cluster of phrases less-than-so, but still. 12 together discovered today amidst the clatter of the external world, newspaper-surrounded-by-bodies-and-coffee-shop, reminding me of the deep excitement felt within that comes from engaging with all things quiet:
The animals humans fear are the ones that need love the most.
The animals humans fear are the ones that need love the most.
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
On grieving
and not sure how to do it
or who to do it with and how to even articulate needing to,
how to do it
or who to do it with (repeat)
or who to do it with and how to even articulate needing to,
how to do it
or who to do it with (repeat)
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
And of things that happen on trains...
My friend Miriam who is awesome-awesome-awesome and I happily found ourselves on the same train recently, and also happily found ourselves wanting to play a game of cards. We had none, so we happily made them from very thin sheets of paper. This may or may not have been unbelievably frustrating to the folks around us who wanted a bit of peace and quiet....
The gem of the pack in my mind is her Queen of Hearts who I re-named the CakeMan and gave special powers to during our games, as really, CakeMan would definitely have abilities that go beyond what a typical Queen of Hearts would have, no?
Here then, are photos of her dearness and our insane excuse for a deck of cards.
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