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2018 so far

On the shore.

The Moments You Have Lived

As essence turns to ocean,
the particles glisten.

Watch how in this candleflame instant
blaze all the moments you have lived.

~ Rumi

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A meander on Tuesday

Baby loblollies rising up above the periwinkles.  (Or maybe they are spindly spaceships floating among a sea of blue stars.)

Sometimes the soul takes pictures of things it has wished for, but never seen.

~ Anne Sexton

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A Monday meander: Love and evolution

The marsh during the blue hour.

Love is alone sufficient by itself; it pleases by itself, and for its own sake.  It is itself a merit, and itself its own recompense.  It seeks neither cause, nor consequences, beyond itself.  It is its own fruit, its own object and usefulness.  I love, because I love; I love, that I may love.

~ Bernard of Clairvaux

What we love we shall grow to resemble.

~ Bernard of Clairvaux

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A Monday meander

On the edge.

Beyond the edge of the world there’s a space where emptiness and substance neatly overlap, where past and future form a continuous, endless loop. And, hovering about, there are signs no one has ever read, chords no one has ever heard.

~ Haruki Murakami, Kafka on the Shore

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If everything is urgent

Sunset on Monday.

That thing the nature of which is totally unknown to you is usually what you need to find, and finding it is a matter of getting lost. The word ‘lost’ comes from the old Norse ‘los’ meaning the disbanding of an army…I worry now that people never disband their armies, never go beyond what they know.

Advertising, alarmist news, technology, incessant busyness, and the design of public and private life conspire to make it so. A recent article about the return of wildlife to suburbia described snow-covered yards in which the footprints of animals are abundant and those of children are entirely absent. Children seldom roam, even in the safest places… I wonder what will come of placing this generation under house arrest.

~ Rebecca Solnit, A Field Guide to Getting Lost

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The accountability factor

Early morning walk.

I am still every age that I have been. Because I was once a child, I am always a child. Because I was once a searching adolescent, given to moods and ecstasies, these are still part of me, and always will be… This does not mean that I ought to be trapped or enclosed in any of these ages…the delayed adolescent, the childish adult, but that they are in me to be drawn on; to forget is a form of suicide… Far too many people misunderstand what *putting away childish things* means, and think that forgetting what it is like to think and feel and touch and smell and taste and see and hear like a three-year-old or a thirteen-year-old or a twenty-three-year-old means being grownup. When I’m with these people I, like the kids, feel that if this is what it means to be a grown-up, then I don’t ever want to be one. Instead of which, if I can retain a child’s awareness and joy, and *be* fifty-one, then I will really learn what it means to be grownup.

~ Madeleine L’Engle

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32. Tea and a chat

Toys in the fort.

A person’s life consists of a collection of events, the last of which could also change the meaning of the whole, not because it counts more than the previous ones but because once they are included in a life, events are arranged in an order that is not chronological but, rather, corresponds to an inner architecture.

– Italo Calvino

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