Archive for November 12th, 2007

No one lives his life.

Disguised since childhood,
haphazardly assembled
from voices and fears and little pleasures,
we come of age as masks.

Our true face never speaks.

Somewhere there must be storehouses
where all these lives are laid away
like suits of armor or old carriages
or clothes hanging limply on the walls.

Maybe all paths lead there,
to the repository of unlived things.

excerpted from Rilke’s Book of Hours: Love Poems to God

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No one can find God for us;
each individual must do this for himself.
We cannot find God outside the self
because we cannot go outside the self.
There is no place where we begin
and God leaves off.
We can find God only within ourselves.

excerpted from Living the Science of Mind~Ernest Holmes

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