07 July, 2008


Don't you just love when you stumble on a poem that says just what you needed to hear and it gets inside you and twists around so that it twinges just enough that you remember the impact the poem had the first time you read it for a very long time?

Me, too.

Sweet Darkness

When your eyes are tired
the world is tired also.

When your vision has gone
no part of the world can find you.

Time to go into the dark
where the night has eyes
to recognize its own.

There you can be sure
you are not beyond love.

The dark will be your womb

The night will give you a horizon
further than you can see.

You must learn one thing,
The world was made to be free in.

Give up all the other worlds
except the one to which you belong.

Sometimes it takes darkness and
the sweet confinement of your
aloneness to learn

anything or anyone
that does not bring you alive

is too small for you.

by David Whyte
From "The House of Belonging"

20 May, 2008

Have I mentioned that I adore quotes?

A couple of quotes, found in Rob Breszny's Freewill Astrology Newsletter:

"By means of all created things, without exception, the divine assails us,
penetrates us, and molds us. We imagined it as distant and inaccessible,
whereas in fact we live steeped in its burning layers . . . This palpable
world, which we are used to treating with the boredom and disrespect
with which we habitually regard places with no sacred association, is a
holy place."
-Pierre Teilhard de Chardin, The Divine Milieu

"Let the soul banish all that disturbs.
Let the body that envelopes it be still.
And all the frettings of the body, and all that surrounds it.
Let earth and sea and air be still, and heaven itself.
And then let the body think of the Spirit as streaming, pouring,
rushing and shining into it from all sides while it stands quiet."