A beautiful meditation

Sylvia Plath

I ran across this on Brain Pickings today:

I love people. Everybody. I love them, I think, as a stamp collector loves his collection. Every story, every incident, every bit of conversation is raw material for me. My love’s not impersonal yet not wholly subjective either. I would like to be everyone, a cripple, a dying man, a whore, and then come back to write about my thoughts, my emotions, as that person.* But I am not omniscient. I have to live my life, and it is the only one I’ll ever have. And you cannot regard your own life with objective curiosity all the time…

Sylvia Plath was 18 years old when she wrote that in her journal.  What a beautiful meditation on resiliency, curiousity, and embracing life whole heartedly.  It inspires me.

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A Blessing for the Journey

This morning a gathering of good and generous souls set me in their midst and laid their gentle hands upon me.  A sacred blessing and many heartfelt salutations;  a sense of serenity and holiness pervades and sustains as I make the first step on this long-awaited journey:

Here I am,
I’m waiting for a better day
A second chance
A little luck to come my way
A hope to dream, a hope that I can sleep again
And wake in the world with a clear conscience and clean hands
‘Cause all that you have is your soul
So don’t be tempted by the shiny apple
 Don’t you eat of a bitter fruit
Hunger only for a taste of justice
Hunger only for a world of truth
‘Cause all that you have is your soul

                            – Tracy Chapman 

Thank you IUCC – you are my forever family

Wisdom for 50

We must become ignorant of all that we have been taught

And be instead bewildered.

Run from what is profitable and comfortable.

If you drink those liqueurs

You will spill the spring waters of your real life.

Forget safety.  Live where you fear to live.

Destroy your reputation, be notorious.

I have tried prudent planning for long enough.

From now on I live mad.

– Rumi