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Der Heilige Gral, ~1860
'How could I love you?' said the owl to the rabbit. 'I am what you ARE.'
| Source: ► Wei Wu Wei [Terence James Stannus Gray] (1895-1986) Irish aristocrat, Taoist philosopher, writer, |
enlightened parable Unworldly Wise. As the Owl Remarked to the Rabbit, eighth and final book of the series,
Sentient Publications, 1st edition 2. March 2004
|See also: ► Animals|
Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting:
| Source: ► William Woodsworth (1770-1850) English Romantic poet, |
Ode: Intimations of Immortality, completed in 1804, published in "Poems"
in Two Volumes, 1807, Arthur Quiller-Couch, editor, 1919
Asymmetrical appearance of the
oscillating variable star Mira, NASA HST image,
Hubble space telescope, 6. August 1997
|Source: ► Song The Impossible Dream, composed by Mitch Leigh, lyrics by Joe Darion, Broadway musical Man of La Mancha, 1964|
| Audio versions: |
► Song The Impossible dream (with lyrics), interpreter Frank Sinatra, YouTube film, 2:32 minutes duration, posted 13. June 2011
► Songs The Impossible Dream (1971), interpreter Elvis Presley YouTube film, 3:01 minutes duration, posted 22. October 2010
|See also: ► The impossible dreamer Don Quixote – Robert Fuller and ► Vision|
|Source: ► Indira Parsons, The Clear and Simple Way, 24. November 2008|
The first fruition of the practice
is the attainment of froglessness.
When a frog is put
on the center of the plate,
she will jump out of the plate
after just a few seconds.
If you put the frog back again
on the center of the plate,
she will again jump out.
You have so many plans.
There is something you want to become.
Therefore you always want to make a leap,
a leap forward.
It is difficult
to keep the frog still
on the center of the plate.
You and I
both have Buddha Nature in us.
This is encouraging,
but you and I
both have Frog Nature in us.
That is why
the first attainment
of the practice –
froglessness is its name.
| Source: ► Thich Nhat Hanh (*1926) Vietnamese France based Buddhist monk, peace activist, teacher, |
poet, author, Call Me by My True Names. The Collected Poems, S. 180, Parallax Press, California, 1999
As every blossom fades
| Source: ► Hermann Hesse (1877-1962) German-born Swiss poet, novelist, translated by |
Walter A. Aue, Words Between Worlds, philosophical poem Steps, written 4. May 1941,
excerpted from Sämtliche Gedichte in einem Band, Suhrkamp Verlag, Frankfurt am Main, 1995
The first peace, which is the most important,
| Source: ► Black Elk ['Wičháša Wakȟáŋ; Hehaka Sapa'] (1863-1950) North American medicine elder and heyoka of the |
Oglala Lakota tribe (Sioux) of the Oglala Lakota (Sioux), Catholic katechist, Pine Ridge reservation, South Dakota,
The Sacred Pipe. Black Elk's Account of the Seven Rites of the Oglala Sioux, 1953
If there is to be peace in the world,
|Source: ► Tao Te Ching [The Book of the Way] 800-200 BC|
The road less travelled
I shall be telling this with a sigh
somewhere ages and ages hence:
Two roads diverged in a wood,
and I took the one less traveled by,
and that has made all the difference.
|Source: ► Robert Frost (1874-1963) US American poet, The Road Not Taken, 1916|
| Video references: |
► Video presentation The Road Not Taken, published 1916, read by the author Robert Frost and Alan Bates, YouTube film, 1:18 minutes duration, posted 12. September 2011
► Video presentation by Kevin Murphy, US American professor of English, Ithaca College, Robert Frost's "The Road Not Taken", YouTube film, 23:47 minutes duration, 29. June 2008
Examination of the discrepancy between Robert Frost's popularity during his lifetime and the darker implications of his poetry, as exemplified by one of his most cherished poems.
The Law Of Life
What is this life if, full of care,
| Source: ► W. H. Davies (1871-1940) Welsh poet, writer, vagabond |
in the United States and United Kingdom, poem Leisure, 1911
Don’t chase the big chariot
You’ll only choke on dust
Don’t’ think about the world’s pain
You’ll only make yourself miserable
Don’t chase the big chariot
You’ll be blinded with dust
Don’t think about the world’s pain
Or you will never escape from despair.
My object in living is to unite
| Source: ► Robert Frost (1874-1963) US American poet, |
Two Tramps in Mud Time, Spiral Press, New York, 1934
The Blind Men and the Elephant
Blind men and an elephant
Martha Adelaide Holton, Charles Madison Curry,
Holton-Curry Readers, pg. 108, Rand McNally & Co., Chicago, 1914
It was six men of Indostan to learning much inclined,
| Source: ► John Godfrey Saxe (1816-1887) American poet,|
poem of the Indian parable The Blind Men and the Elephant, 19th century
|Siehe auch: ► Die Schaulustigen und der Elefant|
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I want to love you ... without clutching.
I want to appreciate you ... without judging.
I want to invite you ... without demanding.
I want to ask you ... without pleading.
I want to leave you ... without guilt feelings.
I want to join you ... without invading.
I want to criticize you ... without blaming.
I want to help you ... without insulting.
If I can have the same from you,
we can meet and truly enrich each other.
| Source: ► Virginia Satir ['Mother of Family Therapy'] (1916-1988) US American |
social worker, family constellations therapist, author, Making Contact,
poem "Goals for Me", Celestial Arts, 1976
A lazy part of us is like a tumbleweed.
Hiding in my room, safe within my womb,
I love the dark hours of my being
My mind deepens into them.
There I can find, as in old letters,
the days of my life, already lived,
and held like a legend, and understood.
Then the knowing comes: I can open
to another life that's wide and timeless.
| Source: ► Rainer Maria Rilke (1875-1926) Bohemian-Austrian poet, novelist, Rilke's Book of Hours. |
Love Poems to God, translated by Anita Barrows and Joanna Macy, April 1905,
Riverhead Trade, 8th edition 1. April 1997
like locked rooms and like books written in a very foreign tongue.
| Source: ► Rainer Maria Rilke (1875-1926) Bohemian-Austrian poet, novelist,|
Letters to a Young Poet (1903-1908), published in 1929
In our life – there is "if"
In our beliefs – there is "lie"
In our business – there is "sin"
And in our bodies – there is "die"
| Source: ► Dave Mustaine (*1961) US American founder, main songwriter, |
guitarist, lead vocalist of the American heavy metal band Megadeth
|Source: ► Paul Simon (*1941) US American singer-songwriter, poet|
To the Unknown God
On them glows, deeply inscribed, the words:
I want to know you, Unknown One,
| Source: ► Friedrich Wilhelm Nietzsche (1844-1900) German classical scholar, |
philosopher, critic of culture, writer, poem Dem unbekannten Gotte, 1864
| The road to success is not straight.
There is a curve called Failure,
What is success?
| Source: ► Elisabeth-Anne "Bessie" Anderson Stanley (1879-1952) US American writer, contest winner of Brown Book Magazine, George Livingston Richards Co., Boston, Massachusetts, poem "Success", 1904, |
Incorrectly attributed to Ralph Waldo Emerson or Robert Louis Stevenson
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| Source: ► Olive Schreiner (1855-1920) South African author, |
anti-war campaigner, intellectual, Life's Gifts, 1892
Love is our lord and master.
| Source: ► Khalil Gibran (1883-1931) Lebanese American painter, philosopher, poet, author|
The Earth Gods, '"The Earth Gods", Alfred A. Knopf, 18th edition 1. January 1971
I sent my soul into the invisible
Some glimpse of that afterlife to spell.
And by and by my soul returned to me
And answered, I myself am heaven and hell.
Omar Khayyam (1048-1131) Persian mathematician, astronomer, philosopher, poet,
Rubaiyat (Rubaiyat) devotional scripture
| Source: ► Wendell Berry (*1934) US American academic, cultural and economic critic, farmer, |
man of letters, The Collected Poems of Wendell Berry, 1957-1982, North Point Press, March 1987
| Source: ► Johann Wolfgang Goethe (1749-1832) German polymath, poet, playwright, |
dramatist, novelist, The Green Snake and the Beautiful Lily, Hawthorn Press, 1999
cited in: Marjorie Spock, The Art of Goethean Conversation, 1983
Imagine all the people living life in peace.
You may say I'm a dreamer, but I'm not the only one.
I hope someday you'll join us, and the world will be as one.
On April 22nd, 1946 Niemöller claimed that if Germany's 14,000 pastors had stood together to shun
the Nazis in the beginning, they might all have been shot. However, their deaths might
have opened the eyes of the world and saved at least 35,000,000 lives.
* * *
First they came for the Jews
and I did not speak out
because I was not a Jew.
Then they came for the Communists
and I did not speak out
because I was not a Communist.
Then they came for the trade unionists
and I did not speak out
because I was not a trade unionist.
Then they came for me
and there was no one left
to speak out for me.
Poem First they came... by Martin Niemöller (1892-1984) German pastor,
imprisoned for eight and one-half years in a Nazi concentration camp,
speech to the representatives of the Confessing Church, Frankfurt, 6. January 1946
When Hitler attacked the Jews
I was not a Jew, therefore I was not concerned.
And when Hitler attacked the Catholics,
I was not a Catholic, and therefore, I was not concerned.
And when Hitler attacked the unions and the industrialists,
I was not a member of the unions and I was not concerned.
Then Hitler attacked me and the Protestant church –
and there was nobody left to be concerned.
Martin Niemöller (1892-1984) German pastor,
address to the U.S. Congress, Congressional Record, page 31636, 14. October 1968
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| Source: ► Harold Marcuse, US American professor of German history, University of California, |
Santa Barbara (UCSB), Martin Niemöller's famous quotation, 12. September 2000
|See also: ► Mustering moral courage|
Without the pain
there'd be no learning,
without the hurting
we'd never change.
Kate Bush (*1958) British singer, pianist, songwriter
Fools scatter about their many attributes, the wise keep such within
Tell me and I forget,
Teach me and I remember,
Engage me and I learn.
|Source: ► Portia Nelson (1920-2001) US American singer, composer, painter, photographer, actress, lyricist, writer excerpted from her autobiography There's a Hole in My Sidewalk. The Romance of Self-Discovery, Autobiography in five short chapters, Popular Library, 1977, Beyond Words Publishing, 35th anniversary edition 21. February 2012|
|See also: ► Four collective denial patterns – Breaking taboos|
|Siehe auch: ► Fünf Lernstationen und ► Sucht|
| Source: ► John Donne (1572-1631) English lawyer, priest, satirist, metaphysical poet,|
poem Meditation XVII, famous line No man is an island, 1623
To let go doesn't mean to stop caring;
It means I can't do it for someone else.
To let go is not to cut myself off.
It's the realization that I can't control another.
To let go is not to enable,
but to allow learning from natural consequences.
To let go is to admit powerlessness,
which means the outcome is not in my hands.
To let go is not to try and change or blame another,
I can only change myself.
To let go is not to care for, but to care about.
To let go is not to fix, but to be supportive.
To let go is not to judge,
but to allow another to be a human being.
To let go is not to be in the middle arranging all the outcomes,
but to allow others to affect their own outcomes.
To let go is not to be protective,
It is to permit another to face reality.
To let go is not to deny, but to accept.
To let go is not to nag, scold, or argue,
but to search out my own shortcomings and correct them.
To let go is not to adjust everything to my desires,
but to take each day as it comes and cherish the moment.
To let go is not to criticize and regulate anyone,
but to try to become what I dream I can be.
To let go is not to regret the past,
but to grow and live for the future.
To let go is to fear less and love more.'
If I could only let it go
Drop what's in my hand, without a second thought.
But with layers, layers, layers of frustration, hold on with all I've got.
Take the anger. Grip it tighter. Grip it tighter yet.
This feeling of discomfort; closed as a fist can get.
I open up my sweaty palm and roll the object 'round.
Notice that it's not attached; that I'm not tied or bound.
I am it, or I have it.
Why struggle to hold on?
If I could only let it go, my hurting would be... G o n e.
Find my comfort. Focus Inward. Live with open hand.
I needn't grip things any longer, blown away like sand.
At core I'm silent, I'm at Peace.
Air in a bubble, finds r e l e a s e.
No more with pain or darkness, no longer hurt by lies.
No longer blinded by scales, which once covered my eyes.
This is what the wind feels like. Unhindered by confine.
Set free all my frustrations; they're here but they're not mine.'
* * *
If you love someone let them go.
If they stay away then they were never yours to begin with.
If they come back then they are yours to keep.
Originally taken from a poem The Paradoxical Commandments by Dr. Kent M. Keith, written in 1968, renewed 2001.
Mother Teresa changed his lines to some extent. Above poem was engraved at the wall of her children's home in Calcutta, India.
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The Holy Longing
Tell a wise person, or else keep silent,
Because the massman will mock it right away.
I praise what is truly alive,
what longs to be burned to death.
In the calm water of love-nights,
where you were begotten, where you have begotten,
a strange feeling comes over you
when you see the silent candle burning.
Now you are no longer caught
in the obsession with darkness,
and a desire for higher love making
sweeps you forward.
Distance does not make you falter
now, arriving in magic, flying,
and finally, insane for the light,
you are the butterfly and you are gone.
And so long as you haven't experienced
this: to die and so to grow,
you are only a troubled guest
on the dark earth.
| Source: ► Johann Wolfgang Goethe (1749-1832) German polymath, playwright, poet, |
dramatist, novelist, West-Eastern Divan, collection of lyrical poems (1819-1827)
The Guest House
This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they're a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.
The dark thought, the shame, the malice,
meet them at the door laughing,
and invite them in.
Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.
| Source: ► Jalal ad-Din Muḥammad Rumi (1207-1273) Persian Muslim poet, Sufi mystic, jurist, theologian,|
The Essential Rumi, translated by Coleman Barks and John Moyne,
Harper, San Francisco, 1995, 7th edition 28. May 2004
Stillness is what creates love,
| Source: ► Do Hyun Choe, Sugi master |
Sugi = fishing tackle made from fluorocarbon instead of plastic monofilament
I am nobody. Nobody is perfect. Therefore I am perfect.
is divinest sense
To a discerning eye;
Much sense the starkest madness.
’T is the majority
In this, as all, prevails.
Assent, and you are sane;
Demur, – you’re straightway dangerous,
And handled with a chain.
| Source: ► Emily Dickinson (1830-1886) US American poet |
Complete Poems, Part One: Life XI, 1924
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Alice: Am I crazy?Dad: Yes, Alice, I think you are.
* * *
Alice: There is no use trying, said Alice; one can't believe impossible things.
* * *
| Source: ► Lewis Carroll (1832-1898) English mathematician, logician, Anglican deacon, |
photographer, writer, Alice's Adventures in Wonderland, Macmillan, 26. November 1865
* * *
When Death Comes
When it's over, I don't want to wonder
if I have made of my life something particular, and real.
I don't want to find myself sighing and frightened
or full of argument.
When it's over, I want to say: all my life
I was a bride married to amazement.
I was a bridegroom, taking the world into my arms.
* * *
| Source: ► Mary Oliver (*1935) US American poet, New and Selected Poems, |
Volume One, Beacon Press, reprint edition 15. April 2004
Do not stand at my grave and weep
| Source: ► Mary Elizabeth Frye (1905-2004) |
US American housewife, florist, Baltimore, Do not stand at my grave
There is pleasure in the pathless woods,
|Source: ► Lord Byron [George Gordon Noel Byron, 6th Baron Byron] (1788-1824) English Romantic poet, lengthy narrative poem in four parts Childe Harold's Pilgrimage, 1812-1818|
Auguries of Innocence
To see a world in a grain of sand,
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|Source: ► William Blake (1757-1827) English poet, painter, engraver, illustrator|
Insights of a poem created after three weeks of spiritual crisis