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		<title>this need to kneel</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 17 May 2013 07:23:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I know this happiness is provisional: the looming presences - great suffering, great fear - withdraw only into peripheral vision: but ineluctable this shimmering of wind in the blue leaves: this flood of stillness widening the lake of sky: this need to dance, this need to kneel: this mystery. - Denise Levertov, Of Being &#160;&#160;Email [...]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>I know this happiness is provisional:</p>
<p>the looming presences -<br />
great suffering, great fear -</p>
<p>withdraw only<br />
into peripheral vision:</p>
<p>but ineluctable this shimmering<br />
of wind in the blue leaves:</p>
<p>this flood of stillness<br />
widening the lake of sky:</p>
<p>this need to dance,<br />
this need to kneel:</p>
<p>this mystery.</p>
<p>- Denise Levertov, <em>Of Being</em></p>
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		<title>Holiness</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 10 May 2013 07:40:33 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[We live in all we seek.  The hidden shows up in too-plain sight.  It lives captive on the face of the obvious – the people, events, and things of the day – to which we as sophisticated children have long since become oblivious.  What a hideout: Holiness lies spread and borne over the surface of [...]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>We live in all we seek.  The hidden shows up in too-plain sight.  It lives captive on the face of the obvious – the people, events, and things of the day – to which we as sophisticated children have long since become oblivious.  What a hideout: Holiness lies spread and borne over the surface of time and stuff like color. &#8211; Annie Dillard, <em>For the Time Being</em></p>
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		<title>Surrender to what is</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 26 Apr 2013 07:33:57 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[“Always say “yes” to the present moment. What could be more futile, more insane, than to create inner resistance to what already is? what could be more insane than to oppose life itself, which is now and always now? Surrender to what is. Say “yes” to life — and see how life suddenly starts working [...]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>“Always say “yes” to the present moment. What could be more futile, more insane, than to create inner resistance to what already is? what could be more insane than to oppose life itself, which is now and always now? Surrender to what is. Say “yes” to life — and see how life suddenly starts working for you rather than against you.” -Eckhart Tolle</p>
<p>Yet again, I found this marvelous passage on <a href="http://www.37days.com/2013/04/your-daily-rock-surrender.html" target="_blank">Patti Digh&#8217;s blog, <em>37 Days</em></a>.</p>
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		<title>to walk on earth</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 19 Apr 2013 07:31:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[People usually consider walking on water or in thin air a miracle. But I think the real miracle is not to walk either on water or in thin air, but to walk on earth. Every day we are engaged in a miracle we don&#8217;t even recognize: a blue sky, white clouds, green leaves, the curious [...]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>People usually consider walking on water or in thin air a miracle. But I think the real miracle is not to walk either on water or in thin air, but to walk on earth.</p>
<p>Every day we are engaged in a miracle we don&#8217;t even recognize: a blue sky, white clouds, green leaves, the curious eyes of a child, our own two eyes.</p>
<p>All is a miracle.</p>
<p>~ Thich Nhat Hanh</p>
<p>Another beautiful passage that I was reminded of by Claudia&#8217;s gorgeous blog, <a href="http://afirstsip.blogspot.com/2013/04/miracle.html" target="_blank"><em>A First Sip</em></a>.  Thich Nhat Hanh has been a favorite of mine since I read <em>Peace is Every Step</em> in college.  <a href="http://www.adesignsovast.com/2013/02/a-pebble-for-your-pocket/" target="_blank">My children like his work too</a>.  After Monday&#8217;s events in Boston, the notion of walking [running] on earth being a miracle resonates particularly deeply with me (this had been set as my quote for this day for weeks, but of course I read it differently now)</p>
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		<title>to recognize the gods in me and the gods in other men and women</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 12 Apr 2013 08:11:25 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[“This is what I believe: That I am I. That my soul is a dark forest. That my known self will never be more than a little clearing in the forest. That gods, strange gods, come forth from the forest into the clearing of my known self, and then go back. That I must have [...]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>“This is what I believe: That I am I. That my soul is a dark forest. That my known self will never be more than a little clearing in the forest. That gods, strange gods, come forth from the forest into the clearing of my known self, and then go back. That I must have the courage to let them come and go. That I will never let mankind put anything over me, but that I will try always to recognize and submit to the gods in me and the gods in other men and women. There is my creed.”</p>
<p>-D.H. Lawrence</p>
<p>Thank you to Patti Digh&#8217;s beautiful blog, <a href="http://www.37days.com/2013/03/your-daily-rock-clear-the-ground.html" target="_blank">37 Days</a>, for reminding me of this beautiful passage.</p>
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		<title>Let Go</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 05 Apr 2013 07:13:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Let go of the ways you thought life would unfold; the holding of plans or dreams or expectations &#8211; Let it all go. Save your strength to swim with the tide. The choice to fight what is here before you now will only result in struggle, fear, and desperate attempts to flee from the very [...]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Let go of the ways you thought life<br />
would unfold; the holding of plans<br />
or dreams or expectations &#8211; Let it<br />
all go. Save your strength to swim<br />
with the tide.</p>
<p>The choice to fight what is here before<br />
you now will only result in struggle,<br />
fear, and desperate attempts to flee<br />
from the very energy you long for.</p>
<p>Let go. Let it all go and flow with the<br />
grace that washes through your days<br />
whether you receive it gently or<br />
with all your quills raised to defend<br />
against invaders.</p>
<p>Take this on faith: the mind may never<br />
find the explanations that it seeks, but<br />
you will move forward nonetheless.</p>
<p>Let go, and the wave&#8217;s crest will carry<br />
you to unknown shores, beyond your<br />
wildest dreams or destinations. Let it<br />
all go and find the place of rest and<br />
peace, and certain transformation.</p>
<p>~ Danna Faulds</p>
<p>Another wonder from <a href="http://afirstsip.blogspot.com/2013/03/let-go.html" target="_blank"><em>A First Sip</em></a>.  A year or so ago I wrote, on twitter and Facebook, that &#8220;I truly believe that all our suffering comes from our attachment to how we thought it would be.&#8221;  I also <a href="http://www.adesignsovast.com/2010/12/day-5-of-reverb10-let-go/" target="_blank">wear the words Let Go around my neck</a>.  This poem speaks to me.</p>
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		<title>Only that.  But that.</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 29 Mar 2013 07:15:43 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Prayer &#160; Whatever happens. Whatever what is is is what I want. Only that. But that. -Galway Kinnell &#160; I found this beautiful poem, which I can&#8217;t believe I hadn&#8217;t ever seen before, on Patti Digh&#8217;s wonderful blog, Thirty Seven Days. &#160;&#160;Email this post]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p><em>Prayer</em></p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>Whatever happens. Whatever</p>
<p><em>what is</em> is is what</p>
<p>I want. Only that. But that.</p>
<p>-Galway Kinnell</p>
<p>&nbsp;</p>
<p>I found this beautiful poem, which I can&#8217;t believe I hadn&#8217;t ever seen before, on <a href="http://www.37days.com/2013/02/poetry-wednesday-13.html" target="_blank">Patti Digh&#8217;s wonderful blog, <em>Thirty Seven Days</em></a>.</p>
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		<title>the one line already written inside you</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 22 Mar 2013 10:47:00 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Above the mountains the geese turn into the light again Painting their black silhouettes on an open sky. Sometimes everything has to be inscribed across the heavens so you can find the one line already written inside you. Sometimes it takes a great sky to find that small, bright and indescribable wedge of freedom in [...]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Above the mountains<br />
the geese turn into<br />
the light again</p>
<p>Painting their<br />
black silhouettes<br />
on an open sky.</p>
<p>Sometimes everything<br />
has to be<br />
inscribed across<br />
the heavens</p>
<p>so you can find<br />
the one line<br />
already written<br />
inside you.</p>
<p>Sometimes it takes<br />
a great sky<br />
to find that</p>
<p>small, bright<br />
and indescribable<br />
wedge of freedom<br />
in your own heart.</p>
<p>Sometimes with<br />
the bones of the black<br />
sticks left when the fire<br />
has gone out</p>
<p>someone has written<br />
something new<br />
in the ashes of your life.</p>
<p>You are not leaving<br />
you are arriving.</p>
<p>- David Whyte, <em>The Journey</em></p>
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		<title>All that I ever hope to say</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 15 Mar 2013 07:07:54 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[All that I hope to say in books, all that I ever hope to say, is that I love the world. - E. B. White &#160;&#160;Email this post]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>All that I hope to say in books, all that I ever hope to say, is that I love the world.</p>
<p>- E. B. White</p>
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		<title>The treasure that you are</title>
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		<pubDate>Fri, 08 Mar 2013 07:42:53 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Normal day, let me be aware of the treasure you are. Let me learn from you, love you, bless you before you depart.  Let me not pass you by in a quest of some rare and perfect tomorrow.  Let me hold you while I may, for it may not always be so.  One day I [...]]]></description>
				<content:encoded><![CDATA[<p>Normal day, let me be aware of the treasure you are. Let me learn from you, love you, bless you before you depart.  Let me not pass you by in a quest of some rare and perfect tomorrow.  Let me hold you while I may, for it may not always be so.  One day I shall dig my nails into the earth, or bury my face in the pillow, or stretch myself taut, or raise my hands to the sky and want, more than all the world, your return.  &#8211; Mary Jean Iron</p>
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