. . . The antechapel where the statue stood Of Newton with his prism and silent face, The marble index of a mind for ever Voyaging through strange seas of Thought, alone. ~from “The Prelude” by William Wordsworth Continue reading Voyaging Through Strange Seas of Thought, Alone
I remembered this when terrorists attacked the Bardo Museum, just 15 minutes from my home in Manouba, Tunisia, resulting in the deaths of 22 people, mostly foreign tourists. Especially touching was the loss of a small boy from Columbia. And the bodies of the teenagers incited to sacrifice themselves to an ideology they didn’t understand. As Sam puts it, “Everyone is at the mercy of another one’s dream.” Continue reading Sam Baker—Angels. For Bombing Victims. Everywhere
I don’t know which came first, Eckhart Tolle or the host of self-help gurus repeating the same mantra—for success, happiness and peace, live in the now— as if the idea rises like the phoenix every morning only to fall back into the cinders at dusk as followers get sucked back into the world of pointless work and worry. The idea of living in the present is ancient in the orient but comparatively wet-behind-the-ears in the West, where it didn’t get much attention until the nineteen sixties— and even then few people understood the concept. It’s actually a very beautiful teaching, … Continue reading Thoughts of Living in the Now
The Mindful Bard 