The only thing we can truly bequeath to the next generation are Roots and Wings. I hope this blog inspires you to share yours.
12/29/2013
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Hózhó -
Hózhó -
The Navajo believe the world to be an orderly place filled with interconnected objects all existing in a state of balance and harmony. The bedrock of the Navajo religion is the concept of Hózhó, which means a combination of existing in a state of balance, harmony, wellness, peace, and completeness. A sort of integrated oneness, with the universe running like an incredibly finely adjusted watch, with everything seamlessly working together. It is a complex concept that is remarkably similar to the Chinese Tao. The simplified translation of "to walk in beauty" trivializes the complexity of Hózhó. For the Navajo, Hózhó is everything, and when it goes awry, the orderly universe is disrupted and must be restored to its natural order. The issue is not one of aesthetics
12/26/2013
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Patient perseverance
"If we would create the capacities for understanding
our future, then we must dwell in the tensions, the paradoxes, the annoying
anomalies of our time. We dare not minimize, avoid, cover over, or
anesthetize ourselves. On nearly every front we are being called on to
re-imagine the world we inhabit. It simply awaits an act of courage for us to
begin, and patient perseverance for us to succeed in the self-conscious
education now in our hands."- Arthur Zajonc, physicist
Made for goodness
Fragmentary thought
"At present, people create barriers between each other by their
fragmentary thought. Each one operates separately. When these barriers have
dissolved, then there arises one mind, where they are all one unit, but each
person also retains his or her own individual awareness. That one mind will
still exist even when they separate, and when they come together, it will be as
if they hadn't separated. It's actually a single intelligence that works with
people who are moving in relationship with one another. . . . If you had a
number of people who really pulled together and worked together in this way, it
would be remarkable. They would stand out so much that everyone would know they
were different." ~David Bohm (physicist, philosopher, & mystic)
Why they're really here
Every cell in the body is programmed
to work collaboratively with every other cell, so together they can promote the
healthy functioning of the organ they're part of. You and I are the same; we're
programmed to work collaboratively with each other in order to promote the healthy
functioning of civilization. But just as a cancer cell is a cell that goes
insane, disconnecting from its natural programming and going off to do its own
thing instead, so a malignant consciousness has come to dominate the human
race, luring us into self-centered and competitive rather than collaborative
attitudes toward each other. The body can heal though, and so can a
civilization. Cells, and people, can remember who they really are and why
they're really here. Then all is well. Marianne Williamson
12/02/2013
Seven whispers
"The Seven Whispers:
- Maintain peace of mind.
- Move at the pace of guidance.
- Practice certainty of purpose.
- Surrender to surprises.
- Ask for what you need and offer what you can.
- Love the folks in front of you.
- Return to the world."
- Christina Baldwin, from her beautiful little book, "The Seven Whispers"
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Got My Wings
Jarvis Masters [a prison inmate currently
sentenced to death row who took vows as a Buddhist from behind bars] unintentionally helped some other inmates connect with the
absolute, vast quality of their own minds. There is a teaching that says
that behind all hardening and tightening and rigidity of the heart,
there's always fear. But if you touch fear, behind fear there is a soft
spot. And if you touch that soft spot, you find the vast blue sky. Jarvis, in this story of
trying to avert harm, conveyed this fundamental openness to the other
inmates. One
day there was a seagull out on the yard in San Quentin. It had been
raining and the seagull was there paddling around in a puddle. One of
the inmates picked up something in the yard and was about to throw it at
the bird. Jarvis didn't even think about it-he automatically put out
his hand to stop the man. Of course this escalated the man's aggression
and he started yelling. Who the hell did Jarvis think he was? And why
did Jarvis care so much about some blankety-blank bird? Everyone
started circling around, just waiting for the fight. The other inmate
was screaming at Jarvis, "Why'd you do that?" And out of Jarvis's mouth
came the words, "I did that because that bird's got my wings."
Pema Chödrön, Practicing Peace in Times of War
10/14/2013
10/03/2013
Deep Roots
"When the spiritual life has
put down deep roots, there is a natural, organic evolution into deep
nonviolence: the attitude and practice of non-harming. Even individuals
who come from aggression naturally progress beyond the need to the
resort of violence. The realization of the
interconnectedness of all beings brings with it a sense of the utter
preciousness of all life. Every being in every species is precious and
irreplaceable. Man and women on the spiritual journey who have made
this realization would rather suffer harm themselves then harm another. They extend this attitude of non-harming to all sentient beings and to
the planet itself. A commitment to deep
nonviolence is necessary to the emerging global culture, and to
inter-spirituality. Nonviolence adjusts our external actions to our
inner attitudes, and makes them consistent with compassion and the
demands of love. As we grow in spiritual wisdom, we become more
sensitive to the rights of others, including other species. Gentleness,
calm, patience, and humility are all aspects of non-harming; they are
expressions of this wonderful quality often regarded as an attribute of
the divine itself."
Brother Wayne Teasdale in "The Mystic Heart: Discovering Spirituality in the World's Religions"
9/26/2013
A Vision
If we will have the wisdom to survive,
to stand like slow-growing trees on a ruined place,
Renewing it, enriching it,
If we will make our seasons welcome here,
Asking not too much of earth or heaven.
Renewing it, enriching it,
If we will make our seasons welcome here,
Asking not too much of earth or heaven.
Then a long time after we are dead
the lives our lives prepare will live here,
Their houses strongly placed upon the valley sides,
Fields and gardens rich in the windows.
The river will run clear,
as we will never know it,
And over it, birdsong like a canopy.
the lives our lives prepare will live here,
Their houses strongly placed upon the valley sides,
Fields and gardens rich in the windows.
The river will run clear,
as we will never know it,
And over it, birdsong like a canopy.
On the levels of the hills will be green meadows,
Stock bells in noon shade.
On the steeps where greed and ignorance cut down the old forest,
An old forest will stand,
Its rich leaf-fall drifting on its roots.
The veins of forgotten springs will have opened.
Stock bells in noon shade.
On the steeps where greed and ignorance cut down the old forest,
An old forest will stand,
Its rich leaf-fall drifting on its roots.
The veins of forgotten springs will have opened.
Families will be singing in the fields.
In their voices they will hear a music risen out of the ground.
They will take nothing from the ground they will not return,
whatever the grief at parting.
Memory, native to this valley,
will spread over it like a grove,
and memory will grow into legend,
legend into song, song into sacrament.
In their voices they will hear a music risen out of the ground.
They will take nothing from the ground they will not return,
whatever the grief at parting.
Memory, native to this valley,
will spread over it like a grove,
and memory will grow into legend,
legend into song, song into sacrament.
The abundance of this place,
the songs of its people and its birds,
will be health and wisdom and indwelling light.
This is no paradise or dream.
Its hardship is its possibility."
the songs of its people and its birds,
will be health and wisdom and indwelling light.
This is no paradise or dream.
Its hardship is its possibility."
- Wendell Berry
9/19/2013
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Clinging to hate
"I imagine one of the reasons people cling to their hates so stubbornly is because they sense, once hate is gone, they will be forced to deal with pain." (James Baldwin)
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