BeautyDialogues

Intelligent Cooperation

I found this recently and liked it so much I put it on the front page of my Clear Light Communications website.

"Inability to accept the mystic experience is more than an intellectual handicap.

Lack of awareness of the basic unity of organism and environment is a serious and dangerous hallucination. For in a civilization equipped with immense technological power, the sense of alienation between man and nature leads to the use of technology in a hostile spirit - to the "conquest" of nature instead of intelligent co-operation with nature."

~Alan Watts

Morning Light

For some reason my calendar is especially full lately and I haven't had much time for reflection and contemplation. But necessity has forced a creative response...

Every morning I take just a few minutes and lay watching the light grow in the sky though two big west-facing windows opposite my bed. I let myself lie silently and drink in the subtle shift, feel the light increase inside me as I slowly wake up and move into another day.

It's become my daily practice, particularly delicious on a morning I don't have anything scheduled and can just let my day emerge organically, but those times are rare.

On one such day, a little too long ago now, I went on a morning walk with my friend FireHawk and our cameras through the forest around his home in the Santa Cruz mountains.

Here's an image from our journey:

Happy Valentines Day, Monkeys!

I woke up to this gift from my love monkey, Steve.

Pretty cute, eh? Happy Valentines Day, all!

Begin Again

Da Capo
by Jane Hirshfield

Take the used-up heart like a pebble
and throw it far out.

Soon there is nothing left.
Soon the last ripple exhausts itself
in the weeds.

Returning home, slice onions, carrots, celery.
Glaze them in oil before adding
the lentils, water, and herbs.

Then the roasted chestnuts, a little pepper, the salt.
Finish with goat cheese and parsley. Eat.
You may do this, I tell you, it is permitted.
Begin again the story of your life.

 

Wise words from one of my favorite poets, Jane Hirshfield.