The door

Now be silent.
Let the One who creates
the words speak.
He made the door.
He made the lock.
He also made the key.
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God’s first language 

 
Silence is God’s first language; everything else is a poor translation.
Rumi


Sabbath silence


The trees, the flowers, the plants grow in silence. The stars, the sun, the moon move in silence. Silence gives us a new perspective.


Quote: BLESSED MOTHER TERESA
Image: a network of grateful living

A tomb, a door…

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Today… a tomb, a door
life waits

 

 

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Lightly child, lightly

I am again at a moment in my life when the value of time has become bright and focused. I sit on my porch to watch the wind blow across the mountains providing a way for trees to bend in gratitude. If there is energy to draw or read or pray, I use it with an awareness of how different things could be.
This is healing time, I know. Yet I still hear the call to ‘pay attention’. It can come from surprising places but it is the same. ‘Pay attention’ – as I read this entry from David Kanigan I was once again reminded…

Live & Learn

Benoit Courti

It’s just time:
the book I read,
the letter I write,
the window I look out of.
Just a sleeve I keep trying to mend,
the spool diminishing.
Just my one hand writing words,
my other hand weighing the silences between them.

Li-Young Lee, The Winged Seed: A Remembrance


Notes:

  • Quote Source: Memory’s Landscape. Photo:Benoit Courti  (via mennyfox55)
  • Prior “Lightly child, lightly” Posts? Connect here.
  • Post Title & Inspiration: Aldous Huxley: “It’s dark because you are trying too hard. Lightly child, lightly. Learn to do everything lightly. Yes, feel lightly even though you’re feeling deeply. Just lightly let things happen and lightly cope with them.”

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The quiet of this place

In the quiet of this place, in the dark of the night, I wait and watch.
The senses of my heart are awake to you.
In the stillness of my soul, I search in the silence of my spirit, O God.

John Philip Newell, Celtic Benediction
(Weavings)

The Heart’s Whisper

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In the stillness of the quiet, if we listen, we can hear the whisper of the heart giving strength to weakness, courage to fear, hope to despair.

Howard Thurman