“The emerging and blossoming of understanding, love, and intelligence has nothing to do with any tradition—no matter how ancient or impressive—it has nothing to do with time. It happens completely on its own when a human being questions, wonders, listens and looks without getting stuck in fear. When self-concern is quiet, in abeyance, heaven and earth are open.” ~ Toni Packer
“You write in order to change the world, knowing perfectly well that you probably can’t, but also knowing that literature is indispensable to the world. The world changes according to the way people see it, and if you alter, even but a millimeter, the way people look at reality, then you can change it.” ~ James Baldwin
Why do we tend to let ourselves do only the things we think we’re good at, trained at, educated in, experienced with, experts at?
How do we do let go of this constraint? Why don’t we do it more often? And what happens when we do?
Which is to say: Don’t restrict yourself to doing only what you’re good at. Try doing something you yearn to do. Something that excites you. Something you may think you’re not good at but you’ve always wanted to try.
“If you think you are too small to make a difference, just think of sleeping with a mosquito in the room.” ~ Tenzin Gyatzo, 14th Dalai Lama
Also, from @SwissMiss: The ‘3.5% rule’: How a small minority can change the world: Erica Chenoweth, a political scientist at Harvard University, confirms that civil disobedience is not only the moral choice; it is also the most powerful way of shaping world politics – by a long way.
“When people talk, listen completely. Don’t be thinking what you’re going to say. Most people never listen. Nor do they observe. You should be able to go into a room and when you come out, know everything that you saw there and not only that. If that room gave you any feeling you should know exactly what it was that gave you that feeling. Try that for practice.” ~ Ernest Hemingway
“There is no time left for anything but to make peacework a dimension of our every waking activity.” ~ Elise Boulding
“War will stop when we no longer praise it, or give it any attention at all. Peace will come wherever it is sincerely invited. Love will overflow every sanctuary given it. Truth will grow where the fertilizer that nourished it is also truth. Faith will be its own reward.” ~ Alice Walker
I love my daily nonviolence quotations I get in my inbox from Pace e Bene.
“(Nonviolence) has been marginalized because it is one of the rare truly revolutionary ideas, an idea that seeks to completely change the nature of society, a threat to the established order. And it has always been treated as something profoundly dangerous.” ~ Mark Kurlansky, Nonviolence
I stopped by the International Friendship Park but no one was there. The park, ironically, is just over the border fence with Mexico in Imperial Beach, San Diego, California. Just over the fence, which most could easily swim around, is the Monumental Plaza de Toros de Tijuana, or the Bullring by the Sea. According to their website Access to Friendship Park within the US federal patrol zone is available weekly on Saturdays and Sundays from 10 am to 2 pm. The US side is supervised by Border Patrol agents and visitors should be prepared to show ID! (Sounds friendly! And internationally so!) Continue reading “Let’s go for a swim”
You can find me where we walked,
Among the trees and birds and deer and other more stealthy critters,
Where we muddied our wheels and soles,
Along the water flying kites or drinking sunset wine.
In the lakes, reservoirs, the Sound, the oceans
Where we swam and drowned our sorrows,
You can find me in all the places that touched our souls together, Continue reading “Where I’ll Be | by cjzurcher”
Windy autumn weather helped generate one of the most amazing, deepest, scientific and philosophical texts I’ve ever sent as I was pulling out of the driveway this morning: ‘The cosmos is broken.’
Alongside a country road an early riser maple tree turns its autumnal red sooner than most. Among the red, yellow, orange and green, is a background of blue sky. The near rainbow complete yet incomplete makes the case that nature has put the other colors of the rainbow that the healthy human eye can see — ROYGBIV (red, orange, yellow, green, blue, indigo and violet) — somewhere in the leaves
if we just look close enough
but only the luckiest do.
“We live in an age when you say casually to somebody ‘What’s the story on that?’ and they can run to the computer and tell you within five seconds. That’s fine, but sometimes I’d just as soon continue wondering. We have a deficit of wonder right now.” ~ Tom Waits
And new from the master storyteller:
“If peace is what every government says it seeks and peace is the yearning of every heart, why aren’t we studying it and teaching it in schools?” ~ Colman McCarthy
“When will the madness and killing and destruction stop? I hear about places like Syria, Russia, Israel, Iraq and Iran. The U.S. When will it stop? I believe that no one wants another mushroom cloud to poison the Earth. I believe no one wants the poison, worse than Fukushima’s, which, in itself, is probably too much for this whole race (which includes everyone, by the way, whether they’re black or white or whatever color they are, we’re all part of the same race, so stop thinking you’re better than someone else because you look different than they do or just because they look different than you) but Fukushima may be too much for everything that is trying to live on this planet, which is the only planet they have to live on. After that, then what? You see what I’m saying? We struggle to turn toward beauty, but, when we do, we are met with ugliness. We need to banish the ugliness and work toward giving the human race what it needs to co-exist with everything else on the planet, before we destroy it all. Why is there endless fear of anihilation? I hear it day in and day out. On the news. On the radio. Television. Who profits from this and how is it possible that they are allowed to do it and that they are not stopped and replaced with something more …….. sustainable and ……… profitable ……… to all?”
The more we play, the more we become the instrument and the less it feels like an instrument and the more it becomes an extension of ourselves and the more the music becomes an expression of us and the less it sounds like an instrument we are playing and the more it sounds like something we are part of — a body we have joined in which to rejoice almost as a parishioner in a church, or a congregation, minister, and choir. Our fingers become the ripples in the water rather than merely the things making waves. The sound a reflection of the trees in the water rather than a leaf floating upon it. Musician, score, instrument, sound become one.