Showing posts with label passion. Show all posts
Showing posts with label passion. Show all posts

Saturday, July 14, 2012

Each of us carries
in our chest
a song
so old
we don't know
if we learned it
some night
between the murmurs
of fallen kisses.
Our lips
surprise us
when we utter
this song
that is singing
and crying at once.


Francisco X Alarcon

Thursday, April 9, 2009

brass into pure gold...

Go ahead, light your candles and burn your incense and ring your bells and call out to God, but watch out, because God will come and he will put you on his anvil and fire up his forge and beat you until He turns brass into pure gold.

Sant Keshavadas

Wednesday, April 8, 2009

scattering stars...

We come whirling out of nothingness, scattering stars like dust.

Rumi

Tuesday, April 7, 2009

the sun is but a morning star...

I do not say that John or Jonathan will realise all this; such is the character of that morrow which mere lapse of time can never make to dawn. The light which puts out our eyes is darkness to us. Only that day dawns to which we are awake. There is more day to dawn. The sun is but a morning star.

Henry D. Thoreau
from Walden

Monday, April 6, 2009

the great joy...

You must try to reach the great joy
that gave birth to the world.

Ananamayi

Wednesday, April 1, 2009

underlying emptiness...

Most of us spend many hours each week watching celebrated athletes playing in enormous stadiums. Instead of making music, we listen to platinum records cut by millionaire musicians. Instead of making art, we go admire paintings that brought in the highest bids at the latest auction. We do not run risks acting on our beliefs, but occupy hours each day watching actors who pretend to have adventures, engaged in mock-meaningful action.

This vicarious participation is able to mask, at least temporarily, the underlying emptiness of wasted time. But it is a very pale substitute to attention invested in real challenges. The flow experience that results from the use of skills leads to growth; passive entertainment leads nowhere. Collectively, we are wasting each year the equivalent of millions of years of human consciousness. The energy that could be used to focus on complex goals, to provide enjoyable growth, is squandered on patterns of stimulation that only mimic reality.

Mihaly Csikszentmihalyi
From Flow: The Psychology of Optimal Experience

Sunday, March 29, 2009

growing unevenly...

We do not grow absolutely chronologically. We grow sometimes in one dimension and not in another; unevenly. We grow partially. We are relative. We are mature in one realm, childish in another. The past, present and future mingle and pull us backward, forward or fix us in the present. We are made up of layers, cells, constellations.

Anais Nin

Saturday, March 28, 2009

dreaming together...

If you dream alone, it's just a dream. When we dream together, it's reality.

Brazilian folk song

Thursday, February 12, 2009

courage...

Life shrinks or expands in proportion to one's courage.

Anais Nin

Saturday, September 20, 2008

if you want to build a ship...

If you want to build a ship
, don't herd people together to collect wood 
and don't assign them tasks and work, but rather teach them to long for the 
endless immensity of the sea.


Antoine-Marie-Roger de Saint-Exupery