Rainer Maria Rilke
I am alone but not alone enough to make every moment holy. — Rainer Maria Rilke, Rilke’s Book of Hours: Love Poems to God (Riverhead Hardcover; 2nd prt. Edition, March 19, 1996) Originally published April 1, 1905.
Category: Inspirational
Mary Oliver
Sunrise You candie for it–an idea,or the world. People have done so,brilliantly,lettingtheir small bodies be bound to the stake,creatingan unforgettablefury of light. But this morning,climbing the familiar hillsin the familiarfabric of dawn, I thought of China,and Indiaand Europe, and I thoughthow the sun blazesfor everyone justso joyfullyas it rises under the lashesof my own eyes,… Continue reading Mary Oliver
John O’Donohue
The geography of your destiny is always clearer to the eye of your soul than to the intentions and needs of your surface mind. — John O’Donohue, Eternal Echoes: Celtic Reflections on Our Yearning to Belong (Harper Perennial; Reprint edition, March 22, 2000)
Rainer Maria Rilke
And the loneliest people above all contribute most to commonality. I have said before that in this vast melody of life, some learn more, some less; therefore, in this big orchestra, everyone has his own role. The one who can perceive the entire melody is at the same time the loneliest and the closest to… Continue reading Rainer Maria Rilke
Rainer Maria Rilke
I would like to sing someone to sleep,to sit beside someone and be there.I would like to rock you and sing softlyand go with you to and from sleep.I would like to be the one in the housewho knew: The night was cold.And I would like to listen in and listen outinto you, into the… Continue reading Rainer Maria Rilke
Rainer Maria Rilke
…If we surrendered to earth’s intelligencewe could rise up rooted, like trees. Instead we entangle ourselvesin knots of our own makingand struggle, lonely and confused. So like children, we begin again… to fall,patiently to trust our heaviness.Even a bird has to do thatbefore he can fly. ― Rainer Maria Rilke, from “How Sure Gravity’s Law,”… Continue reading Rainer Maria Rilke
Mary Oliver
Sometimes 1. Something came upout of the dark.It wasn’t anything I had ever seen before.It wasn’t an animalor a flower,unless it was both. Something came up out of the water,a head the size of a catbut muddy and without ears.I don’t know what God is.I don’t know what death is. But I believe they have… Continue reading Mary Oliver
Rumi
Let yourself be silently drawnby the stronger pull of what you really love. —Rumi, The Essential Rumi. Trans. Coleman Barks. HarperSanFrancisco (1994).
Mary Oliver
7. Death waits for me, I know it, aroundone corner or another.This doesn’t amuse me.Neither does it frighten me. After the rain, I went back into the field of sunflowers.It was cool, and I was anything but drowsy.I walked slowly, and listened to the crazy roots, in the drenched earth, laughing and growing. —Mary Oliver,… Continue reading Mary Oliver
Rainer Maria Rilke
See how in their veins all becomes spirit:into each other they mature and grow.Like axles, their forms tremblingly orbit,round which it whirls, bewitching and aglow.Thirsters, and they receive drink,watchers, and see: they receive sight.Let them into one another sinkso as to endure each other outright. –– Rainer Maria Rilke, “The Lovers”, trans. John J. L.… Continue reading Rainer Maria Rilke
The Vale of Soul-Making 