somewhere in-between the spaces of an unnamed grief lies a crack an opening where stillness enters a faint interlude beyond the in-breath and the out-breath shrunken, emptied vessel that I might rise to myself once again ~elizabeth adams
Archive for February, 2008
Openings
Posted in elizabeth adams, Poetry on February 29, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Aware of the Present Moment
Posted in Mindfulness, Spirituality on February 28, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
There is a new “you” every day. Every morning when you wake up you are literally being born anew and afresh. Try new routines each day; see if you can make even the small things more conscious. When you do new things you are conscious and aware of the present moment. You are paying attention, [...]
Timeless, Changeless Dimension
Posted in Byron Katie, Happiness, Inspiration, Life, Spirituality on February 28, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Question posed to Author and Spiritual Leader – Byron Katie How can the realization of the changeless, timeless ultimate reality help us to navigate a future in which constant change may well be the only constant? ANSWER: How do we respond to a world that seems out of control? The world seems that way because [...]
It’s All Sacred
Posted in Mindfulness, Spirituality, Thich Nhat Hanh on February 27, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Feelings, whether of compassion or irritation, should be welcomed, recognized, and treated on an absolutely equal basis; because both are ourselves. The tangerine I am eating is me. The mustard greens I am planting are me. I plant with all my heart and mind. I clean this teapot with the kind of attention I would [...]
The Beginner
Posted in Uncategorized on February 26, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I like this quote a lot, approaching anything with the lightness of a beginner – that just makes my heart sing and it encourages me to approach almost anything. Love, Bethie I didn’t see it then, but it turned out that getting fired from Apple was the best thing that could have ever happened to [...]
Body and Soul
Posted in Poetry on February 26, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I am the poet of the Body and I am the poet of the Soul The pleasures of heaven are with me and the pains of hell are with me The first I graft and increase upon myself, the latter I translate into a new tongue. Walt Whitman
A Note Left on the Door
Posted in Mary Oliver, Poetry on February 24, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
There are these: the blue skirts of the ocean walking in now, almost to the edge of town, and a thousand birds, in their incredible wings which they think nothing of, crying out that the day is long, the fish are plentiful. And friends, being as kind as friends can be, striving to lift the [...]
Trust What You Create
Posted in Spirituality on February 20, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
If you find yourself denying that you created a portion of your experience, and you don’t want to own it as your creation, simply look at it. Say, “Isn’t this interesting – I do this all of the time. I don’t want to own what I am creating. If I don’t like it, I blame [...]
Forgetfulness
Posted in Billy Collins, Poetry on February 19, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
The name of the author is the first to go followed obediently by the title, the plot, the heartbreaking conclusion, the entire novel which suddenly becomes one you have never read, never even heard of, as if, one by one, the memories you used to harbor decided to retire to the southern hemisphere of the [...]
The Ego and the Pine
Posted in elizabeth adams, Poetry, Spirituality on February 18, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
what if I were a certain kind of pine tree? umbrella pine perhaps. would I still have a role, an identity? upturned clusters of long needles long enough to stretch across a piano keyboard I am told. starting my lessons now as a sapling before anything much takes root my bark still rough my true [...]