Ruminations
This page is for our thoughts, yours and mine. I may add a piece of a poem or a new way of looking at old problems.
I encourage you to email your meaningful words to me at [email protected]. If you are sending me someone else's words tell me who. If you want your name posted tell me that too. I will post the best ones!
Alexis
I will start off with one of my favorites from Henry David Thoreau:
I have learned, that if one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams, and endeavors to live the life he has imagined,he will meet with a success unexpected in common hours.
Dag hammarskjold
Carl Jung
"He not busy being born is busy dying"
Bob Dylan In 'It's Alright, Ma (I'm Only Bleeding)'
December 1st 2009 (Thanks Bill!)
"If I can stop one heart from breaking,
I shall not live in vain;
If I can ease one life from aching,
Or cool one pain,
Or help one fainting robin
Unto his nest again,
I shall not li ve in vain."
Emily Dickinson
December 26, 2009 (Thanks DD)
Human salvation lies in the hands of the creatively maladjusted
--Martin Luther King
February 18, 2010 (Thanks MM!)
Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won't feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.
Another of my own favorites from Dag Hammarskjold:
With all the powers of your body concentrated in the hand on the tiller,
All the powers of your mind concentrated on the goal beyond the horizon,
You laugh as the salt spray catches your face in the second of rest
Before a new wave―
Sharing the happy freedom of the moment with those who share your responsibility.
So—in the self-forgetfulness of concentrated attention—
the door opens for you into a pure living intimacy,
A shared, timeless happiness,
Conveyed by a smile,
A wave of the hand.
Thanks to those who have taught me this. Thanks to the days which have taught me this.
(Markings, 1954, p. 96)
Late September 2010
From Close Encounters of the Third Kind:
David Laughlin : We didn't choose this place! We didn't choose these people! They were invited!
Claude Lacombe : They belong here more than we.
Posted December 21, 2010
I'll send you a letter from the front line
You were born with a compass, a map on your table
Tell me how did you find out your bearings were wrong
Just pray for us, pray for sunshine
These days are cold and I'm missing you
Posted May 5, 2011
Thanks JC
posted September 12, 2011
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