Monday, April 7, 2014

Wherever a lamp goes

Wherever a lamp goes it sheds its light.
Wherever a flower goes it sheds its fragrance.
So also spread your love wherever you go.

Try to live your life like that.
Just love.

Wherever you go, just spread your love.
Just keep your candle of love going.
Wherever you find a candle unlit,light it up.
Get it going everywhere.
There's no other way than that.
Remember this principle.
Hold on to this principle.
All answers lie with love.
Suffering is all that's left after losing love.

- Swami Kripalu

Wednesday, March 19, 2014

Our deepest fear...

"Our Deepest fear is not that we are inadequate,
Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure.
We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous?
Actually, who are you not to be?
We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us.
And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same."
- Marianne Williamson

(Shared with me by Ryan A)

Thursday, February 6, 2014


Read Lighthousekeeping -- yet another one of Jeanette Winterson's wonderful books and wanted to share a few excerpts from it that moved me. I try not to seek out her books, so that from time to time I might chance on them, and always feel like I haven't yet read them all.

"Try and put your finger on the solid thing and it scattered into separate worlds."

"... this past would have to be dragged into the future, because the present had buckled under me, like a badly made chair."

"... a man may know himself, but he prides himself on his character, his integrity -- the word says it all -- integrity -- we use it to mean virtue, but it means wholeness too, and which of us is that?"

"He doubted her. You must never doubt the one you love.
But they might not be telling you the truth.
Never mind that. You tell them the truth.
What do you mean?
You can't be another person's honesty, child, but you can be your own.
So what should I say?
When you love someone?
You say it."

"The world is nothing. Love formed it.
The world vanishes without trace.
What is left is love."

"'Why are you afraid?' I asked myself, because fear is at the bottom of everything, even love usually rests on fear. 'Why are you afraid, when whatever you do, you will die anyway?'"

"What should I do about the wild and the tame? The wild heart that wants to be free, and the tame heart that wants to come home. I want to be held. I don't want you to come too close. I want you to scoop me up and bring me home at nights. I don't want to tell you where I am. I want to keep a place among the rocks where no one can find me. I want to be with you."

"I used to be a hopeless romantic. I still am a hopeless romantic. I used to believe that love was the highest value. I still believe that love is the highest value. I don't expect to be happy. I don't imagine I will find love, whatever that means, or  that if I do find it, it will make me happy. I don't think of love as the answer or the solution. I think of love as a force of nature -- as strong as the sun, as necessary, as impersonal, as gigantic, as impossible, as scorching as it is warming, as drought-making as it is life-giving. And when it burns out, the planet dies.
My little orbit of life circles love. I daren't get any closer. I'm not a mystic seeking final communion. I don't go out without SPF 15. I protect myself.
But today, when the sun is everywhere, and everything solid is nothing but its own shadow, I know that the real things in life, the things I remember, the things I turn over in my hands, are not houses, bank accounts, prizes or promotions. What I remember is love -- all love -- love of this dirt road, this sunrise, a day by the river, the stranger I met in a cafe. Myself even, which is the hardest thing of all to love, because love and selfishness are not the same thing. It is easy to be selfish. It is hard to love who I am. No wonder I am surprised if you do.
But love it is that wins the day. On this burning road, fenced with barbed wire to keep the goats from straying, I find for a minute what I came here for, which is a sure sign that I will lose it again instantly.
I felt whole."

"I looked back at you. These moments that are talismans and treasure. Cumulative deposits -- our fossil record -- and the beginnings of what happens next. They are the beginning of a story, and the story we will always tell."

"There is so little life, and it is fraught with chance. We meet, we don't meet, we take the wrong turning, and still bump into each other."

"Not many of them [baby turtles] make it to the sea, and once there, the sharks are waiting for them. Days disappear and get swallowed up much like that, but the ones like these, the ones that make it, swim out and return for the rest of your life.
Thank you for making me happy."

Friday, January 17, 2014

On security, and the absence of it...

The sun is in the sky in LA, and have just read excerpts from Alan Watts' meditations on being present. Sitting here in a ubiquitous Starbucks, very much present and at peace (or what passes for it), I want to share one of those excerpts. 

"To put it still more plainly: the desire for security and the feeling of insecurity are the same thing. To hold your breath is to lose your breath. A society based on the quest for security is nothing but a breath-retention contest in which everyone is as taut as a drum and as purple as a beet."

Monday, November 11, 2013

Coeur elastique

As I sit here, trying to mediate instead of just letting go, I can hear a million hearts across the world break even while they heal.
Winter arrived a long time ago, but it takes a brush with ice for the skin to know it's here.
This bus trundles on, and all of us, strangers to each other, watch the world pass us by, all unaware that we share more than we don't...

Friday, October 18, 2013

First Love

I never saw so sweet a face
As that I stood before.
My heart has left its dwelling-place
And can return no more.

- John Clare

Wednesday, October 9, 2013

The Ghosts In The Room

So much of who we are, is about what we've experienced, and who we've experienced it with.

In every partnership, in every relationship, we must acknowledge that there are always more than the two of us in the room.

Standing around us, are the ghosts of those that have come before-- the ghosts of those who have hurt us, who have loved us, those who we have made plans with and those who disappointed us, those who are no more, and those who still survive. Those who have touched us in ways we only know later on in life in a moment of apparent happiness, surprise or grief.

We need to recognise those ghosts in the room. We need to hear their voices lest we forget ourselves, but also put them at the distance that they belong so that we might know ourselves.

And then patiently remind ourselves, that sometimes, that most times, it isn't about the person you are sitting across from, the person you are loving or wondering if you love, or holding or lying with, or talking to or crying with, but about those ghosts in the room.

We cannot change the past, but we can choose not to let it hold our present hostage.

Friday, September 20, 2013

Take care of your thoughts...

Take care of your Thoughts because they become Words.
Take care of your Words because they will become Actions.
Take care of your Actions because they will become Habits.
Take care of your Habits because they will form your Character.
Take care of your Character because it will form your Destiny,
and your Destiny will be your Life.

There is no religion higher than truth.

- The Dalai Lama

Wednesday, September 18, 2013


So different, this man
And this woman:
A stream flowing
In a field.

by William Carlos Williams

Monday, July 8, 2013

How relationships refine our truths...

"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."

- Adrienne Rich (1929- 2012)
Excerpted from a short essay in Brain Pickings

source: The Reconstructionists project