First, some Rumi.
The Silk Worm.
I stood before a silk worm one day. And that night my heart said to me, "I can do things like that, I can spin skies, I can be woven into love that can bring warmth to people; I can be soft against a crying face, I can be wings that lift, and I can travel on my thousand feet throughout the earth, my sacs filled with the sacred." And I replied to my heart, "Dear, can you really do all those things?" And it just nodded "Yes" in silence. So we began and will never cease.
And, now some John Tarrant.
Meditation is a willingness to do nothing,
to not flinch from what is happening,
to not think what you have always been thinking
and to not give the answers you've rehearsed
but that are already becoming inert.
In this very breath that we take now lies the secret that all great teachers try to tell us.
Peter Matthiessen
And, now some bobJuan.
Why does anyone ever use the word
little?
your resistance is the problem
when this makes you cry, call me
and we'll talk about freedom
it's not that big of a deal
that's the hard part.
You don't need to wait for the good life
look around, life is good.
[Image stolen from here.]
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