May 27th, 2010

heart's desire

Thunder -


Rain pours down and there is thunder.  Wow!  Our reservoirs are full and this is considered a winter storm.  It is rare for us to have rain May to October and yet the rain continues and not just a drizzle.  This is pounding, cozifying rain.  I am delight.

I recommend Temple Grandin's book, Animals Make Us Human, Creating the Best Life for Animals, because we, too, are animals and as she speaks of the need for Seeking and Play and how to deal with fear and rage I think we all can relate.  It will change how you view your food supply, your environment, and all that nourishes both inside and out.  



Following is an excerpt from Pema Chodrun's, "Start Where You Are : A Guide to Compassionate Living" by Pema Chodron, Copyright 1994, Shambhala Publications. 


Pema Chodrun: 

Our next slogan is "Abandon any hope of fruition." You could also say, "Give up all hope" or "Give up" or just "Give." The shorter the better.

One of the most powerful teachings of the Buddhist tradition is that as long as you are wishing for things to change, they never will. As long as you're wanting yourself to get better, you won't. As long as you have an orientation toward the future, you can never just relax into what you already have or already are.

One of the deepest habitual patterns that we have is to feel that now is not good enough. We think back to the past a lot, which maybe was better than now, or perhaps worse. We also think ahead quite a bit to the future - which we may fear - always holding out hope that it might be a little bit better than now. Even if now is going really well -we have good health and we've met the person of our dreams, or we just had a child or got the job we wanted-nevertheless there's a deep tendency always to think about how it's going to be later. We don't quite give ourselves full credit for who we are in the present.

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Rilke -


Always rich for a re-visit:


The Sonnets to Orpheus, Part Two, XII

Want the change. Be inspired by the flame
where everything shines as it disappears.
The artist, when sketching, loves nothing so much
as the curve of the body as it turns away.

What locks itself in sameness has congealed.
Is it safer to be gray and numb?
What turns hard becomes rigid
and is easily shattered.

Pour yourself out like a fountain.
Flow into the knowledge that what you are seeking
finishes often at the start, and, with ending, begins.

Every happiness is the child of a separation
it did not think it could survive. And Daphne, becoming a laurel,
dares you to become the wind.

~ Rainer Maria Rilke ~

(In Praise of Mortality, translated and edited by Anita Barrows and Joanna Macy)