Heart Cave
"Art enables us to find ourselves and lose ourselves at the same time. The mind that responds to the intellectual and spiritual values that lie hidden in a poem, a painting, or a piece of music, discovers a spiritual vitality that lifts it above itself, takes it out of itself, and makes it present to itself on a level of being that it did not know it could ever achieve."
-Thomas Merton, No Man is an Island
Moon Shadow #2 H.C.Love
Shiva Om Namah Shivaya Om
This laboring of ours with all that remains undone, as if still bound to it, is like the lumbering gate of the swan.
And then our dying - releasing ourselves from the very ground on which we stood -
is like the way he hesitantly lowers himself
into the water. it gently receives him and gladly yielding, flows back beneath him,
as wave follows wave, while he, now wholly serene and sure, with regal composure,
allows himself to glide.
- Joanna Macy, A Year with Rilke
Bird of Passage H.C.Love
And in lifes noisiest hour, there whispers still the ceaseless Love of Thee,
The hearts Self Solace and soliloquy. You mould my hopes you fashion me within;
And to the leading Love-throb in the Heart Thro' all my Being, thro' my pulses beat;
You lie in all my many Thoughts, like Light,
Like the fair light of Dawn, or summer Eve
On rippling Stream, or cloud reflecting Lake.
And looking to the Heaven, that bends above you, How oft! I bless the Lot that made me love you.
The Presence of Love, By Samuel Taylor Coleridge
Whispers at Dawn
Exposed on the cliffs of the heart. Stoneground under your hands. Even here though,
something can bloom; on a silent cliff-edge an unknowing plant blooms, singing, into the air.
But the one who knows? Ah, he began to know
and is quiet now, exposed on the cliffs of the heart.
While with their full awareness, many sure-footed mountain animals pass or linger. And the great sheltered bird flies, slowly circling, around the peaks pure denial.
But without a shelter, here on the cliffs of the heart...
Rainer Maria Rilke
..."Theres nothing to be done if A has a cushier time of it than B, and whatever happens, our grandchildren can sort it out". Ah, asleep already? A pleasant waking then, Friend!
The current is already live in the wire kraal, and the sentries have been posted."
No, don't sleep while the arrangers of the world are busy! Be suspicious of the power they claim
to have to acquire on your behalf! Stay awake to be sure that your hearts are not empty, when others calculate on the emptiness of your hearts! Do what is unhelpful, sing songs from out of your mouths that go against expectation! Be ornery, be as sand, not oil in the thirsty machinery of the world!
from Dreams, Gunter Eich
Gregory Colbert, Ashes and Snow Book # 4
"All cravings are the mind seeking salvation or fulfillment in external things and in the future as a substitute for the joy of being. As long as I am my mind, I am those cravings, Those needs, wants, attachments, and aversions, and, apart from them, there is no "I". Except as a mere possibility, an unfulfilled potential. A seed that has not yet sprouted."
- Eckhart Tolle
Flame Lives Dance, watercolor on silk H.C.Love
"... The flame-lives dance
On a still life-fire,
And soul -songs glance
On a mute sapphire;
births are all dews
of human hues-
Bubbles of wine with desire dreams.
But who is the deep
And white wide sleep?
the giant hushed with intoxication
is drinking the dreams of his bubbling creation."
- Nishikanto excerpt from ,Dance on Deep Stillness
