sitting in gritty silence

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I dreaded the solitariness of my apartment, and wished for night to hide the starting tears, or to shed them on my pillow, and close my eyes on a world where I was destined to wander alone. Why has nature so many charms for me — calling forth and cherishing refined sentiments, only to wound the breast that fosters them? Self-applause is a cold solitary feeling, that cannot supply the place of disappointed affection, without throwing a gloom over every prospect, which, banishing pleasure, does not exclude pain. I reasoned and reasoned; but my heart was too full to allow me to remain in the house, and I walked, till I was wearied out, to purchase rest — or rather forgetfulness.

~Mary Wollstonecraft

we know that our fears loom large behind our quiet eyes….so how do we see clearly?

inquiry for today~  take it easy in the silent spaces today…….

fierce doubt

Stopping the war we become present. To come into the present is to stop the war. To come into the present means to experience whatever is here and now with tenderness and mindful awareness. Most of us have spent our lives caught up in plans, expectations, ambitions for the future, in regrets, guilt, or shame about the past.

When we come into the present, we begin to feel the life around us again, but we also encounter whatever we have been avoiding. We must have the courage to face whatever is present—our pain, our desires, our grief, our loss, our secret hopes, our love—everything that moves us most deeply. As we stop the war, each of us will find something from which we have been running—our loneliness, our unworthiness, our boredom, our shame, our unfulfilled desires. We must face these parts of our human life and hold them with great compassion.

In this way we stop the war, and we can embrace our personal griefs and sorrows, joys and triumphs with love instead of denial. With the same courage of heart we can open to the people around us, to our family, to our community, to the social problems of the world, to our collective history. We can live in harmony with the truth of life.

~Jack Kornfield

 

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