bric a brac musings

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Who can resist that first,

optimistic moment of dawn-

the dazzling sliver of light,

sun rising, rounding, making

the profound shift from

promise to presence.

Every possibility contained

in a  single instant; light

linking us to vastness,

light reaching back to the

formation of stars, light that

will not let us forget that we

are daily born again in radiance.

~Danna Faulds

we move into life against all odds at times…..complete with hopes and deep integrity and gritty sublimity and emergent doubt………..hold on…….

Humans need stories- grand, compelling stories- that help to orient us in our lives and in the cosmos. The Epic of Evolution is such a story, beautifully suited to anchor our search for planetary consensus, telling us of our nature, our place, our context. Moreover, responses to this story- what we are calling religious naturalism- can yield deep and abiding spiritual experiences. And then, after that, we need other stories as well, human-centered stories, a mythos that embodies our ideals and our passions. This mythos comes to us, often in experiences called revelation, from the sages and the artists of past and present times.   ~Ursula Goodenough

within the dark mist

Each one of us is alone in the world. It takes great courage to meet the full force of your aloneness. Most of the activity in society is subconsciously designed to quell the voice crying in the wilderness within you. The mystic Thomas a Kempis said that when you go out into the world, you return having lost some of yourself. Until you learn to inhabit your aloneness, the lonely distraction and noise of society will seduce you into false belonging, with which you will only become empty and weary. When you face your aloneness, something begins to happen. Gradually, the sense of bleakness changes into a sense of true belonging. This is a slow and open-ended transition but it is utterly vital in order to come into rhythm with your own individuality. In a sense this is the endless task of finding your true home within your life. It is not narcissistic, for as soon as you rest in the house of your own heart, doors and windows begin to open outwards to the world. No longer on the run from your aloneness, your connections with others become real and creative. You no longer need to covertly scrape affirmation from others or from projects outside yourself. This is slow work; it takes years to bring your mind home.     ~John O’Donohue

2 thoughts on “bric a brac musings

  1. It is interesting how we neglect the idea of consciousness and our illusion of reality. Nothing more than the reflection in our brain of sensory stimulus … Yet there is a purpose, most never even try to guess what that is …

    • and some of us are called to spend a lifetime in inquiry and transpersonal exploration……poets and their muses in sync toward that purpose…

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