Connection

Bless the spirit that makes connections,
for truly we live in what we imagine.
Clocks move along side our real life
with steps that are ever the same.

Though we do not know our exact location,
we are held in place by what links us.
Across trackless distances
antennas sense each other.

Pure attention, the essence of the powers!
Distracted by each day's doing,
how can we hear the signals?

Even as the farmer labors
there where the seed turns into summer,
it is not his work. It is Earth who gives.

 

"I beg you ...."

I beg you, to have patience with everything unresolved in your heart and to try to love the questions themselves as if they were locked rooms or books written in a very foreign language. Don’t search for the answers, which could not be given to you now, because you would not be able to live them. And the point is to live everything. Live the questions now. Perhaps then, someday far in the future, you will gradually, without even noticing it, live your way into the answer.

Rainer Maria Rilke

"If we surrendered ...."

If we surrendered

to earth's intelligence

we could rise up rooted, like trees.

Rainer Maria Rilke

"I am too alone ...."

I am too alone in the world, and yet not alone enough

to make every moment holy.

I am too tiny in this world, and not tiny enough

just to lie before you like a thing,

shrewd and secretive.

I want my own will, and I want simply to be with my will,

as it goes toward action;

and in those quiet, sometimes hardly moving times,

when something is coming near,

I want to be with those who know secret things
or else alone ....

Rainer Maria Rilke

"Keep growing quietly ...."

Keep growing quietly and seriously throughout your whole development; you cannot disturb it more rudely than by looking outward and expecting from outside replies to questions that only your inmost feeling in your most hushed hour can perhaps answer.

Rainer Maria Rilke

"All emotions are pure ...."

All emotions are pure which gather you and lift you up; that emotion is impure which seizes only one side of your being and so distorts you.

--> Rainer Maria Rilke