Friday, July 31, 2015

Kindness

Kindness is the only strength there is.

~ Father Greg Boyle

Thursday, July 30, 2015

Abundance

The quality of our lives depends heavily on whether we assume a world of scarcity or a world of abundance. By embracing the scarcity assumption, we create the very scarcities we fear.  We create scarcity by competing with others for resources as if we were stranded on the Sahara at the last oasis.

In the human world, abundance does not happen automatically  It is created when we have the sense to choose community, to come together to celebrate and share our common story. Whether the “scarce resource” is money or love or power or words, the true law of life is that we generate more of whatever seems scarce by trusting its supply and passing it around. 

~ Parker Palmer

Wednesday, July 29, 2015

Music

Kids: they dance before they learn there is anything that isn't music.

~ William Edgar Stafford

Tuesday, July 28, 2015

Light

A poet is someone
Who can pour light into a cup
and raise it to nourish your
beautiful parched holy mouth.

~ Hafiz

Monday, July 27, 2015

Mind At Ease

The Buddha taught that when the mind is at ease, it is friendly, congenial, well-wishing. The mind at ease likes nearly everybody. Even people who, because of who they are or what they do, are very hard to like, the mind at ease accommodates with compassion…

Friendliness is not hard. We don’t need to learn to be friendly. We need to remember to be friendly. Children, unless they have been frightened, are friendly. Puppies are friendly. My friend Bob recently discovered that the penguins in the Galapagos are friendly, because they don’t feel threatened.

“How am I feeling threatened?” is the question I ask myself when I’m not feeling friendly toward someone. 

~ Sylvia Boorstein

Friday, July 24, 2015

Who You Are

Tension is who you think you should be.
Relaxation is who you are.

~ Chinese Proverb

Thursday, July 23, 2015

Love Window

At night, I open the window and ask
the moon to come and press its
face against mine.
Breathe into me.

Close the language-door and
open the love window.
The moon
won't use the door, only the window.

~ Rumi