Tuesday, April 28, 2009
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Results 1 - 10 of about 10,900,000 for happiness
But then I threw my caution to the wind.
I had no reason to be care free
No no no, until I took a trip to the other side of town
Yeah yeah yeah, you know I heard that boogie rhythm
Hey- I had no choice but to get down down down down.
tranquil, golden, hush, bobolink, thrush, lullaby, chimes, murmuring, luminous, damask, cerulean, melody, marigold, jonquil, oriole, tendril, myrrh, mignonette, gossamer, fawn, dawn, chalice, anemone, mist, oleander, amaryllis, rosemary, camellia, asphodel, and halcyon.
"Poetry is, above all, a singing art of natural and magical connection because, though it is born out of one's person's solitude, it has the ability to reach out and touch in a humane and warmly illuminating way the solitude, even the loneliness, of others. That is why, to me, poetry is one of the most vital treasures that humanity possesses; it is a bridge between separated souls." --from The Writer’s Almanac for April 17, 2009
--from The Writer’s Almanac for April 17, 2009
Wednesday, April 22, 2009
Seek out that particular mental attribute which makes you feel most deeply and vitally alive, along with which comes the inner voice which says, 'This is the real me,' and when you have found that attitude, follow it.
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
a favorite haiku,
saying the few words over and over.
It feels like eating
the same small, perfect grape
again and again.
An excerpt from "Japan," in Picnic, Lightening
Tramontate, stelle! Tramontate, stelle!
All'alba vincerò! Vincerò! Vincerò!
("Vanish, o night! Set, stars! Set, stars! At daybreak I shall win! I shall win! I shall win!")
Nessun dorma aria from Turandot
Monday, April 20, 2009
Sunday, April 19, 2009
Saturday, April 18, 2009
(Eknath Easwaran, Like a Thousand Suns, p. 17)
And then demonstrate it. Be happy, no matter what they're doing. Practice feeling good, no matter what. And before you know it, you will not give anyone else responsibility for the way you feel.
And then you'll love them all... because the only reason you don't love them, is because you're using them as your excuse to not feel good.
Friday, April 17, 2009
Simply thinking these thoughts with my inner authentic voice, however, is often not enough for me to get the message across to my story-teller, who is invested in performing its normal function. I have found that when I attach an appropriate feeling to these phrases, and think them with genuine affect, my story-teller is more amenable to this type of communication. If I'm really having trouble getting my brain to listen, I add a kinesthetic component to my message like waggling my pointed finger in the air, or standing firm with my hands on my hips.
A tiny portion of the cells in my brain and body ...is excellent at exploring thought patterns that have the potential to really derail my feeling of inner peace. This group of cells has been called many things; some of my favorites include the Peanut Gallery, the Board of Directors, and the Itty Bitty S#*?!y Committee.
--from My Stroke of Insight
- Anton Chekhov