16 July 2006
How many times have I resolved to live in the present moment, only to find myself formulating a personal growth plan, so that I may learn to experience the present moment, someday?
When I was three, I was first asked to trade in sensory pleasure for a promise. I learned to delay gratification, to harness mind and muscle for later benefit, to forgo present comfort for future wellbeing.
As a practical matter, we all must learn to curb our impulses, and develop judgment about the consequences of our actions. But though our primitive sentiments cannot be permitted to govern our behavior, they have a primary claim to be acknowledged and recognized and experienced from moment to moment.
I have traded away the bracing immediacy of experience, the fullness – the possibility of rapture – that can only be found now in this moment, all in exchange for hope. Giving up hope may be the most difficult thing I have ever asked of myself.
– Josh Mitteldorf
15 July 2006
14 July 2006
“Positively, my social philosophy may be said to be enshrined in three words: liberty, equality and fraternity. Let no one however say that I have borrowed my philosophy from the French Revolution. I have not... I have derived them from the teachings of my master, the Buddha.”
~Before Gandhi, Babasaheb
Ambedkar's voice rose for the annihilation of caste in India, and an
equal dignity for all.
13 July 2006
Once, after a hard day's forage, two bears sat together in silence on a beautiful vista, watching the sun go down and feeling deeply grateful for life.
After a while, a thought-provoking conversation began which turned to the topic of Fame.
The one bear said,
“Did you hear about Rustam? He has become famous and travels from city to city
in a golden cage. He performs to hundreds of people who laugh and applaud
his carnival stunts.”
Jalal-e-Din Mevlavi Rumi was a Sufi poet of 13th Century Persia, whose
thought sounds so modern that we suspect that the translator
is taking liberties. The only way to resolve this question is to learn
12 July 2006
11 July 2006
poets speak in obscure terms pointing madly at the unsayable.
with us here a while.
If I say the word God, people run away.
10 July 2006
“Delight is to him – a far, far upward, and inward delight – who against the proud gods and commodores of this earth, ever stands forth his own inexorable self. Delight is to him whose strong arms yet support him, when the ship of this base treacherous world has gone down beneath him. Delight is to him, who gives no quarter in the truth...”