Seeing

RC1_4536, a photo by rchoephoto on Flickr.


     How you see is what you see. And to see rightly 
     is to be able to be fully present — 
     without fear, without bias, and without judgment.

        Richard Rohr

God

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God is a verb. 

R. Buckminster Fuller

The Universe Story

RCC_9953, a photo by rchoephoto on Flickr.


Everything tells the story of the universe.
The winds tell the story, literally, not just imaginatively. The story has its imprint everywhere, and that is why it is so important to know the story. 
If you do not know the story, in a sense you do not know yourself; you do not know anything. 

Thomas Berry, The Universe Story

How to live

RCC_9941, a photo by rchoephoto on Flickr.



This is our constant problem – how to live with people and remain free,
how to live with things and remain independent.

Abraham Joshua Heschel, The Sabbath

Imagination

RCC_9936, a photo by rchoephoto on Flickr.

   The role of the imagination is to create new meanings 

   and to discover connections that, even if obvious, 

   seem to escape detection. Imagination begins with

   intuition, not intellect.

     Paul Rand

Beginning

RC1_4533, a photo by rchoephoto on Flickr.

   Once we’ve thrown off our habitual

   paths, we think all is lost; but it’s only 

   here that the new and the good begins.

    

    Leo Tolstoy

Returning thanks

RCC_3648, a photo by rchoephoto on Flickr.

No duty is more urgent than that of returning thanks.

Saint Ambrose

Living

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I could live my life believing there are no miracles, no magic

and no deeper meaning; or I could believe that the

impossible is possible, that the heart can love in all

circumstances, that hope is infinite, promises are forever.

Leanne O'Neil

Presence

RIC_8532-1, a photo by rchoephoto on Flickr.

As long as there is a lower class, I am in it.
  As long as there is a criminal element, I’m of it.
  As long as there is a soul in prison, I am not free.

Eugene Debs

Let it be

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Possessions, like happiness, are always eluding our grasp. Instead of constantly wanting to have, wouldn’t it be better simply to be to watch and let the natural environment exist in peace? A world whose true joys and riches, continually renewed and replenished, we have yet to fully appreciate?

Frédéric Back

Questions

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         Who are you?

         Where are you from?

         Where are you in your journey?

Jack Kornfield, an ancient custom among nomadic peoples,amon g Bedouins and gypsies, recounted by Jon Kabat-Zinn in Coming to Our Senses

Challenge & Opportunity

RCC_9819, a photo by rchoephoto on Flickr.

The impeded stream is the one that sings.

Wendell Berry, The Real Work

Parting

RCC_9757, a photo by rchoephoto on Flickr.

O how shall I warble myself for the dead one there I loved?

And how shall I deck my song for the large sweet soul that has gone?

Walt Whitman, When Lilacs Last in the Dooryard Bloomed

Moving on

RIC_6824 a photo by rchoephoto on Flickr.

I can’t do anything about the past.
I am going to get better from here,
stop trying to reinvent myself,
trust my stuff and move on.

Tim Lincecum, Pitcher, San Francisco Giants

Love everything

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Love all God’s creation, the whole of it and every grain of sand. Love every leaf, every ray of God’s light! Love the animals, love the plants, love everything. If you love everything, you will perceive the divine mystery in things. And once you have perceived it, you will begin to comprehend it ceaselessly, more and more every day. And you will at least come to love the whole world with an abiding, universal love.

Fyodor Mikhail Dostoevsky

Walks

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Originally uploaded by rchoephoto

How one walks through the world, the endless small adjustments of balance, is affected by the shifting weights of beautiful things.

Elaine Scarry

Memory

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Originally uploaded by rchoephoto

Memory is the layer of richness we spread over our lives like icing. Memory explains to us what things mean, why we have feelings about certain people, moments, or events.

Christina Baldwin, One to One

My road

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Originally uploaded by rchoephoto

Antes de recorrer mi camino yo era mi camino.

Before I travelled my road I was my road.

Antonio Porchia, Voices, translated by W.S. Merwin

Right where you need to be

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Originally uploaded by rchoephoto

You've been right where you need to be.
Maybe you've been there all along.

Melody Beattie, Journey to the Heart: Daily Meditations on the Path to Freeling Your Soul

Discovery

To myself I am only a child playing on the beach, while vast ocean of truth lie undiscovered before me.

Isaac Newton