Temperance is love surrendering itself wholly to Him who is its object; courage is love bearing all things gladly for the sake of Him who is its object; justice is love serving Him who is its object, and therefore rightly ruling; prudence is love making wise distinctions between what hinders and what helps itself….St. Augustine
if we risk coming to the edge, we find the miraculous……and if we ‘do good,’ we cannot return to anything less…the art of being kind brings us through closed doors, trailing beauty behind….may we befriend our own hearts…..
Lon’s Fort
is round and looks
on every other roundness
of the world
as if to stand here
is to stand
at the center
of circle
after growing circle
and reach
in the mind
for a far circumference
that holds as focus
an interior so far in
so concentrated
with origin
we find ourselves
by looking out
at what looks back:
the lighted edge
of rock and sky,
the sweet
unmoving darkness
over the horizon
that makes
a perfect
beckoning symmetry
to the night
beneath our feet,
the underground
where light cannot live
but whose darkness
makes a ground
on which to stand,
the central
ancestral story
of those who
lived here
looking out
at the same
horizon
and the same
surrounding
ground
who saw a world
that witnessed them
at a privileged
center,
their lives caught
like ours
in the glance
of what lies beyond
only for
a fleeting moment.
…David Whyte
do not be afraid of vulnerability
When you were younger, what roads did you think you would take? Have you taken any of those roads yet? That ‘today’ became ‘the day’ for you? Was the road-you-took as you imagined it would be? If roads have not been taken, what do you need to do for that to happen? How do the tomorrows, the todays, and the yesterdays of your life flow? Is there congruence, connection, gentleness? What is the road you are on at this moment in your life?…..June Mack Maffin
Surely Frost was a prophet writing the words of The Road Not Taken … Your words are rich with meaning these days, and reach deeply for me … Thank you, and may you find a quiet harbor for the weekend …
the rapture of life is taking hold….the sun & the sea calm & ignite in a keen paradox….where the rosy becomes dull, I sit & wait…..studying the roads not taken allows forgiveness….may you find softness in your reverie g.f.s….
I read this and can’t help but think of those (myself included) who wander the same roads again and again, questioning why but never paying attention. If I remain, there is reason – there is a place on the road that I have not yet worn with my worry or tears – a soul I have overlooked for lifting. Wherever I am, there is reason – and I have not yet taken a road that was not expecting me to come. I love that image of dragging beauty behind us, for surely we shall not find what we do not take along. May beauty learn to walk in your footsteps. ~ Love always, Bobbie
I so admire your trust in the source of your heart, in the blessings so small and rare……this finely-tuned tucked-in nook is balm to me Bobbie…may you know your path like a well-worn shawl…..
….let us all
“the art of being kind brings us through closed doors” is an amazing truth once you recognize it. You are kind to remind us.
And “may we befriend our own hearts” is something so easily neglected and so healing and empowering when we embrace it with heart and mind and spirit.
Your gift for communicating these truths is a blessing to all of us.
much appreciated…..this sharing is a gift….blessings Eileen…