Thursday, February 10, 2011
Monday, January 10, 2011
Quotes on Stress and slowing down
Sometimes the most important thing in a whole day is the rest we take between two deep breaths. ~Etty Hillesum
Don't underestimate the value of Doing Nothing, of just going along, listening to all the things you can't hear, and not bothering. ~Pooh's Little Instruction Book, inspired by A.A. Milne
The time to relax is when you don't have time for it. ~Attributed to both Jim Goodwin and Sydney J. Harris
Take rest; a field that has rested gives a bountiful crop. ~Ovid
F or fast-acting relief, try slowing down. ~Lily Tomlin
found on internet, stress quotes
Tuesday, January 4, 2011
Follow your Bliss
I first heard this in Joseph Campbell's book, the Power of Myth, but I also have a Zena Moon candle that has this lovely phrase and the following quote:
Don't ask what the world needs.
Ask what makes you come alive and go do it.
Because what the world needs is people
who have come alive.
Friedrich Nietzsche
Lovely reader, what makes you come alive?
musemother
Don't ask what the world needs.
Ask what makes you come alive and go do it.
Because what the world needs is people
who have come alive.
Friedrich Nietzsche
Lovely reader, what makes you come alive?
musemother
Saturday, January 1, 2011
Burying the dead twice
unlocks emotions tucked away
stuns the feet into stumbling along
with no understanding.
Normal gets lost when the other half is gone,
one side of your body goes numb,
the harness empty where a pair was.
How to relearn walking working waking
alone in bed at 2:00 am,
no sound of breath or snore to wake you
to comfort or discomfit you,
relearning snow tires, car rentals, traveling
without a navigator, groceries, hammer and nail.
To keep company with the dead, listen to their prayers
whining at the door, like a dog wanting in.
I’m afraid we’re all in the same boat.
No leaving before it hits shore.
No staying past your time,
very little say in the matter.
The coming and going of each breath
is a blessing, he said.
Count your blessings.
Jennifer Boire
stuns the feet into stumbling along
with no understanding.
Normal gets lost when the other half is gone,
one side of your body goes numb,
the harness empty where a pair was.
How to relearn walking working waking
alone in bed at 2:00 am,
no sound of breath or snore to wake you
to comfort or discomfit you,
relearning snow tires, car rentals, traveling
without a navigator, groceries, hammer and nail.
To keep company with the dead, listen to their prayers
whining at the door, like a dog wanting in.
I’m afraid we’re all in the same boat.
No leaving before it hits shore.
No staying past your time,
very little say in the matter.
The coming and going of each breath
is a blessing, he said.
Count your blessings.
Jennifer Boire
Friday, November 5, 2010
A Thousand Kisses Deep
Don't you love Leonard Cohen's voice? so deep and passionate, so wise and admitting of vulnerability. Hearing a poem read is So much better....
This one,just found on Facebook youtube link, is also a song. The words alone are very poignant and moving.
Love the day!
Jenn/musemother
This one,just found on Facebook youtube link, is also a song. The words alone are very poignant and moving.
Love the day!
Jenn/musemother
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Song for the Heart: Mount Royal Park
Tonight I call to my heart to return,
to give flesh to the dry beanlike
thing in its place. I dance looking out
over the mountain at dusk, small lights
bright on the hillside – a whole city turning
dark – close my eyes and sing to it,
feel a flutter of wing beats,
like spring returning. One star sighted
just above the horizon. Feet planted on
wooden floor feel small yet part
of sky stars mountain breathing
rocking on soles of my feet.
Outside the window, streetlamps
line Park Avenue like pilgrims on their way
to the cross, light.
In Mount Royal park, an angel
spreads her wings over the dark.
Jennifer Boire
Monday, September 20, 2010
Inspiring quote for today
The boat I travel in is called Surrender. My two oars are instant
forgiveness and gratitude — complete gratitude for the gift of life. I
am thankful for the experience of this life, for the opportunity to
dance. I get angry, I get mad, but as soon as I remind myself to put my
oars in the water, I forgive.
I serve. I do the dance I must. I plant trees, but I am not the doer of
this work. I am the facilitator, the instrument. I am one part of the
symphony. I know there is an overall scheme to this symphony that I
cannot understand. In some way, we are each playing our own part. It is
not for me to judge or criticize the life or work of another. All I know
is that this is my dance. I would plant trees today even if I knew for a
certainty that the world would end tomorrow.
Balbir Mathur
forgiveness and gratitude — complete gratitude for the gift of life. I
am thankful for the experience of this life, for the opportunity to
dance. I get angry, I get mad, but as soon as I remind myself to put my
oars in the water, I forgive.
I serve. I do the dance I must. I plant trees, but I am not the doer of
this work. I am the facilitator, the instrument. I am one part of the
symphony. I know there is an overall scheme to this symphony that I
cannot understand. In some way, we are each playing our own part. It is
not for me to judge or criticize the life or work of another. All I know
is that this is my dance. I would plant trees today even if I knew for a
certainty that the world would end tomorrow.
Balbir Mathur
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