Relax…

“Whatever it is, stop trying to figure it out now. Let it remain unresolved a little while. Stop trying to fast-forward to the ‘answer’ scene in the movie of your life; trust the present scene of ‘no answer yet’. Allow the question itself space to breathe and be fertilized. Relax into the mysterious ground of Now.”  ~Jeff Foster

And, of course, that reminded me of this:

The Better Nature

“My concerns, and my father’s concerns, were usually less about who a particular president is and more about who we are as a people and a nation.  Presidents come and go, but the people are always here. There’s only one president, but there are hundreds of millions of us… I try to reinforce the better nature of who we are and where we want to go. And it comes down to what my dad always said, that everyone counts.”  ~Arlo Guthrie, from an article in the Broward Palm Beach New Times

Appendages

“The main business of humanity is to do a good job of being human beings,” said Paul, “not to serve as appendages to machines, institutions, and systems.”  ~Kurt Vonnegut, in Player Piano

The Perception of Chaos

Excerpted from the essay “Peril” by Toni Morrison, in Burn This Book ©2009:

I have been told that there are two human responses to the perception of chaos: naming and violence. When the chaos is simply the unknown, the naming can be accomplished effortlessly—a new species, star, formula, equation, prognosis. There is also mapping, charting, or devising proper nouns for unnamed or stripped-of-names geography, landscape, or population. When chaos resists, either by reforming itself or by rebelling against imposed order, violence is understood to be the most frequent response and the most rational when confronting the unknown, the catastrophic, the wild, wanton, or incorrigible. Rational responses may be censure, incarceration in holding camps, prisons, or death, singly or in war. There is however a third response to chaos, which I have not heard about, which is stillness.  Such stillness can be passivity and dumbfoundedness; it can be paralytic fear. But it can also be art.

 

Me, Too

I Am
by Mike Frawley

I am a soldier of the world
choosing no sides I lay no blame
carrying nothing but this smile
armed with peace I take my aim

I am a child of the universe
far brighter than any star or sun
I share a sacred bond with you
for we are not two we are one

I am a friend to all who suffer
sight for those lost in blindness
even if they burn with hatred
my only action will be kindness

I am a student of great truths
will walk with love arm in arm
helping any who welcome her
to all others I will do no harm