Say not in grief that she is no more
but say in thankfulness that she was
A death is not the extinguishing of a light,
but the putting out of the lamp
because the dawn has come.
it is perfect.
Say not in grief that she is no more
but say in thankfulness that she was
A death is not the extinguishing of a light,
but the putting out of the lamp
because the dawn has come.
it is perfect.
In The Desert
~Stephen Crane
In the desert
I saw a creature, naked, bestial,
Who, squatting upon the ground,
Held his heart in his hands,
And ate of it.
I said: “Is it good, friend?”
“It is bitter—bitter,” he answered;
“But I like it
Because it is bitter,
And because it is my heart.”
Very few can sit down
in the middle of the fire itself
like a salamander or Abraham.
We need intermediaries.
A feeling of fullness comes,
but usually it takes some bread
to bring it.
Beauty surrounds us,
but usually we need to be walking
in a garden to know it.
The body itself is a screen
to shield and partially reveal
the light that’s blazing
inside your presence.
Water, stories, the body,
all the things we do, are mediums
that hide and show what’s hidden.
Study them,
and enjoy being washed
with a secret we sometimes know,
and then not.
Monday’s child is full of grace,
Tuesday’s child is fair of face.
Wednesday’s child is full of woe,
Thursday’s child has far to go.
Friday’s child is loving and giving,
Saturday’s child works hard for a living.
But the child that is born on the Sabbath day,
is healthy, wealthy, happy and gay.
I share the date with Forrest Whittaker, Emily Ronstadt, Jesse “the Body” Ventura, Jan-Michael Vincent, Alex Karras, Clement Clark Moore and Rembrandt van Rijn.
I love it when people are able to enhance the natural beauty of the world. Chihuly’s Glass in the Garden, Goldsworthy’s ribbons of leaves and flowers meandering along a river or field, Paul Winter’s music interwoven with the voices of whales.
I am reminded of Gimli’s response to Legolas when they came out of the Mines of Moira. Legolas is being snarky about how dwarves would mess up all the lovely rock formations they had seen. Gimli was appalled at the suggestion. He asserted that dwarves would rather take years determining the perfect place to remove a chip than to mar one jot of that beauty. It was where the Elf and the Dwarf became friends, from that shared appreciation of Beauty.
I knew a guy who objected to that gilding of the lily. He thought that Nature didn’t need our assistance.
I don’t agree.
I like the idea of Humanity and Nature working in concert.