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Will you ever bring a better gift for the world than the breathing respect that you carry wherever you go right now?
William Stafford on "You reading this be ready" from "The way it is"
My Weather by Jane Hirshfield
Wakeful, sleepy, hungry, anxious, restless, stunned, relieved. Does a tree also? A mountain? A cup holds sugar, flour, three large rabbit-breaths of air. I hold these. ---- Two years with this little tumblr. Happy. b r e a t h e
de dessinent puis disparaissent se dispersent dans les airs
Listen/purchase: L'Astronome by Françoiz Breut
An honorable human relationship– that is, one in which two people have the right to use the word “love”– is a process, delicate, violent, often terrifying to both persons involved, a process of refining the truths they can tell each other. It is important to do this because it breaks down human self-delusion and isolation. It is important to do this because in doing so we do justice to our own complexity. It is important to do this because we can count on so few people to go that hard way with us.
“Women and Honor: Some Notes on Lying” (from On Lies, Secrets, and Silence: Selected Prose 1966-1978) by Adrienne Rich. I came to know this beautiful quote while listening to Tara Brach's meditation and it resonates so deeply with my life right now. Gratitude.
On practice and wonder ~ Charlotte Joko Beck
“How do we know if our practice is a real practice? Only by one thing: more and more, we just see the wonder. What is the wonder? I don’t know. We can’t know such things through thinking. But we always know it when it’s there.”
—Charlotte Joko Beck; “Nothing Special”, p. 241
Thank you,crashinglybeautiful & dhammanovice.
Wide enough to keep you looking Open enough to keep you moving Dry enough to keep you honest Prickly enough to make you tough Green enough to go on living Old enough to give you dreams
Earth Verse, by Gary Snyder From "Mountains and Rivers Without End"
At Home with Morton Subotnick and Joan La Barbara: Q2 Spaces
Nitin Sawhney presents an introduction to his vocal hero, Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan, the legendary Qawwali singer.
Francois & The Atlas MoutainsFrancois & The Atlas Moutains - Slow Love - BETC Music Rooftop Session (by BETCMusic)
A Ritual to Read to Each Other
If you don't know the kind of person I am and I don't know the kind of person you are a pattern that others made may prevail in the world and following the wrong god home we may miss our star. For there is many a small betrayal in the mind, a shrug that lets the fragile sequence break sending with shouts the horrible errors of childhood storming out to play through the broken dyke. And as elephants parade holding each elephant's tail, but if one wanders the circus won't find the park, I call it cruel and maybe the root of all cruelty to know what occurs but not recognize the fact. And so I appeal to a voice, to something shadowy, a remote important region in all who talk: though we could fool each other, we should consider— lest the parade of our mutual life get lost in the dark. For it is important that awake people be awake, or a breaking line may discourage them back to sleep; the signals we give—yes or no, or maybe— should be clear: the darkness around us is deep. by William Stafford from Stories That Could Be True: New and Collected Poems (Harper & Row).
McCoy Tyner: Live At SFJAZZ. Great performance! The whole concert can be heard here SFJAZZ Center Opening Night: Live In Concert
Every thought should bring me closer home
David Sylvian, Brilliant trees (Brilliant trees, 1984)
via carmelotramontana
The power of quiet is great. It generates the same feelings in everything one encounters. It vibrates with the cosmic rhythm of oneness. It is everywhere, available to anyone at any time. It is us, the force within that makes us stable, trusting, and loving. It is contemplation contemplating us. Peace is letting go - returning to the silence that cannot enter the realm of words because it is too pure to be contained in words. This is why the tree, the stone, the river, and the mountain are quiet.
Malidome Patrice Some from Of Water and the Spirit (via silencesounds)
Detail: Saint Joseph in his Workshop by Georges de La Tour
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"Filmmaker and climate-change campaigner David Breashears spent this spring taking around 400 images of Everest and its near neighbours from a vantage point above base camp through a 300mm lens. Now he's released them digitally stitched together to form one image." From article Mount Everest as you've never seen it: zoom in on the remarkable 4bn pixel image A really breathtaking view!
A whisper. To speak in a whisper. To whisper—like the sea.
Anna Kamieńska, from In That Great River: A Notebook, translated by Clare Cavanagh (thanks, growing-orbits)
¿Me entenderán en la aduana si les digo que soy del lugar donde te encuentres?
Fragmento de Pasaporte del apátrida, Juan Manuel Roca (gracias, poesianoerestu)