Antonio Machado is a wonderful poet. The image provided and the short quote from a Machado poem are beautiful and inspiring.
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Rumi‘s poetry resonates through the centuries. This short verse reminded me that life is the way we are open up to it. What we receive depends on the number and quality of windows allowing light to enter life.
Gadamer referred to the questions we ask, which open up life, as eloquent . We enter questions as though they are living without presupposed answers ready for exploring.
The moonlight shines into our questions and the size of the cup is of our making. The quality of life is the quality of the windows in our life. Do we age like good wine as we mature? Are we mindful to the character of our living?
Thich Nhat Hanh suggested our ancestors are always with us. They join us in places and moments that hold special meaning to us. Place is particular. Wendell Berry who wrote this poem suggested we have lost our sense of place.
When we sit quietly and sense the world, just soak it in, it is an opportunity to re-discover place and its essence. We become grounded in the world and not sitting outside and observing. The ordinary reveals itself as extraordinary.
Some Sunday afternoon, it may be,
you are sitting under your porch roof,
looking down through the trees
to the river, down to the river. The circles
made by raindrops’ striking
expand, intersect, dissolve,
and suddenly (for you are getting on
now and much of your life is memory)
the hands of the dead, who have been here
with you, rest upon you tenderly
as the rain rests shining
upon the leaves. And you think then
(for thought will come) of the strangeness
of the thought of heaven, for now
you have imagined yourself there,
remembering with longing this
happiness, this rain. Sometimes here
we are there, and there is no death.
I am re-reading Rethinking Nature an anthology of philosophical writings about seeing humans living inside nature and nature residing inside us. There is a co-inhabiting involved. Despite familiarity and intimacy, we cannot fully encounter and understand nature anymore than we fully encounter and understand our self. It is in mystery, that beauty lies.
The linked poem speaks to the objectifying nature has undergone at the hands of human belief that we are dominant in nature. In objectifying nature, we objectify ourselves. We cannot live in nature and see it as outside our living.
Wendell Berry, Gary Snyder, Mary Oliver, and many other poets write about nature as a place. Place does not equate to ownership. It is about something special that holds our spirit in place and grounds our living. There is an essence and spirit in place that cannot be quantified. It is seen in the early morning dew, the thundering storms, and a moose calmly eating a few feet away.
When I read the article, I noticed how the word profess was used. It is a verb and action. We profess something and declare something publicly. It is interesting how a verb quickly is turned into a noun and a static object.
Used as a verb, profess connects to vocation. Vocation finds its roots in voice and when we profess something we speak from the heart and our voice speaks in our working and living.
Our word and actions sow the seeds we live. It is in meditation we find those seeds and see them sprout in the nurturing that a meditative life provides.
This is a fun post with a practical message. I used a case study of an English town, Portishead, which eliminated traffic lights and accidents decreased. That may not always be possible and, when it is not, fun alternatives are available.
Originally posted on Live & Learn:
Smart, the company behind the original smart car, has devised a clever way to help pedestrians wait for the walk signal and keep the streets safer — a dancing traffic light. By projecting real movements from people nearby, the dancing traffic light entertains people at the intersection until it’s a safe time to cross the street. The company built the signal at an intersection in Lisbon, Portugal, earlier this summer. (Source: Mashable)
Can you keep your feet still?
Source: Weighty Matters
This post fits with my post and press from this morning. The importance of trees and what we can learn from them seems a shared journey. When we understand trees for what they are, we can understand ourselves for who we are.
Originally posted on Children Of Light.:
When I think of trees, I think of temples. For me trees represent temples. They provide both shade and sanctuary to all creatures. They feed the earth and give shelter to the birds. Trees are holy and vital to our well-being. Yes, I am a tree hugger. The vibrations of trees has a strong attraction for me. For the past eight years I have sat back and watched over forty trees cut down all around us. It was devastating to see those old temples go. None of them deserved it. We were told the trees were a nuisance for they cut out light, they dropped leaves, they had nasty growing habits. So they met an untimely end by mutilation. I have never come to terms with the loss of trees. Although…
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