World Transformation - Category: Inspiration
Those who realize harm can be done to others by any use of force against them, and the worthlessness of the goods that can be acquired by force, will be very full of respect for the liberty of others; they will not try to bind them or fetter them; they will be slow to judge and swift to sympathize; they will treat every human being with a kind of tenderness, because the principle of good in him is at once fragile and infinitely precious.

They will not condemn those who are unlike themselves; they will know and feel that individuality brings differences and uniformity means death.

They will wish each human being to be as much a living thing and as little a mechanical product as it is possible to be; they will cherish in each one just those things which the harsh usage of a ruthless world would destroy.

In one word, all their dealings with others will be inspired by a deep impulse of reverence.

- Bertrand Russell, Political Ideals (1917)

[ | 12 Jun 2004 @ 18:44 | PermaLink ]

 Sweet sweet Flower
From Swanny the Tinker: SWEET SWEET FLOWER

Sweet sweet flower, I care for thee.......

Though thou hast no arms to hold me, no lips with which to kiss,
Thou be est a truth of some sort, an expression most plain,
of some kind of love of which manner I canst not say.

Yet as I gaze upon thee, my senses are ataken by thy form and color
and scent and hue. I know not why I love est thee, and I know not if thou
love est me, yet in thy essence, thou dost speak to my soul, not as in words
for ears, but in whisperings to my heart,

And as thou dost tremble and dance in breezy winds, I am filled with
a wonder most grand and seek not to know this magic spell, nay,
but only to give thanks for the beauty and grace that thou art....
and thru the years and seasons four, I watch and wait as yet again
thy dost thy perennial display to and fro through life and deaths door.

Sweet sweet flower, I care for thee.

A. G. Jonas (*) 2004
[ | 11 Jun 2004 @ 15:18 | PermaLink ]

 Play your own game

Play your own game. Stay in your own power. Don't lose yourself by jumping into someone else's illusion, dream, reality of life... Unless of course, you are in need of feeling totally out of control.

- Vicky

[ | 5 Jun 2004 @ 05:32 | PermaLink ]

 The Power of Choice
The power of choice. You have it. But you forfeit it when you imagine that you can choose for others. You can't. But you can choose for yourself...

- Harry Browne

[ | 1 Jun 2004 @ 11:50 | PermaLink ]

From Swanny the Tinker: Perhaps this is where I come.....

Survival of the fittest means
to me
Survival of the harmonious

In all things Harmony

As day follows night....
so night follows day
and there is harmony.....

[ | 31 May 2004 @ 10:33 | PermaLink ]

 Perplexed Heart
picture From Swanny the Tinker: Perplexed Heart

The heart it is a curious thing
One moment it weeps the next it sings
It wears itself upon your sleeve
It can turn to stone to practice to deceive
It can be breaking
And still heal all wounds
It's music can lull an infant to sleep
It is the safest place for dreams to keep
It is abundant with joy
It is tugged at by sadness
It cry's it's tears
Of pain and fears
Then fills with joy
That lasts through the years
Its passion spells it's clarity
Lost in reverie unknown
It's rhythm as the tide and shore
Where the warmth and cool winds blow
When takes it's wings to flight I ponder ?
I beg it's wings to grow

By Sparkle
[ | 27 May 2004 @ 11:12 | PermaLink ]

 I shall be that
picture Rumi:
I died from minerality and became vegetable;

And From vegetativeness I died and became animal.

I died from animality and became man.

Then why fear disappearance through death?

Next time I shall die

Bringing forth wings and feathers like angels;

After that, soaring higher than angels -

What you cannot imagine,

I shall be that.

[ | 26 May 2004 @ 14:32 | PermaLink ]

 No Caravan of Despair
Come, come, whoever you are.

Wonderer, worshipper, lover of leaving.

It doesn't matter.

Ours is not a caravan of despair.

Come, even if you have broken your vow

a thousand times

Come, yet again, come, come.

[ | 20 May 2004 @ 06:56 | PermaLink ]

 The important question
Via Empowerment Illustrated:
According to Andrew Cohen ... the most important question you can ask yourself is 'What would you do if you knew that you would die tomorrow?' The answer is that you would want to unburden yourself of feelings of guilt and shame. You would want to become transparent to loved ones and to god. And there are many cases of dying people doing this very movingly. The next question is 'why not start doing it now?' The ego hates the idea of doing this and will avoid it right up to the moment of physical death. And overcoming the ego is the only way to liberate the authentic self and experience the energy of evolutionary enlightenment.

[ | 17 May 2004 @ 08:56 | PermaLink ]

 You are the decisive element
Via Vicky's Aloha quote of the day:
"I have come to the frightening conclusion that I am the decisive element. It is my personal approach that creates the climate. It is my daily mood that makes the weather. I possess tremendous power to make life miserable or joyous. I can be a tool of torture or an instrument of inspiration, I can humiliate or humor, hurt or heal. In all situations, it is my response that decides whether a crisis is escalated or de-escalated, and a person is humanized or de-humanized. If we treat people as they are, we make them worse. If we treat people as they ought to be, we help them become what they are capable of becoming." - Haim Ginott

[ | 10 May 2004 @ 16:15 | PermaLink ]

 A community of the spirit
picture Rumi, found on Empowerment Illustrated:
"There is a community of the spirit.
Join it, and feel the delight
of walking in the noisy street,
and being the noise.

Drink all your passion,
and be a disgrace.

Close both your eyes
to see with the other eye.

Open your hands
if you want to be held.

Sit down in this circle.

Quit acting like a wolf, and feel
the shepherd's love filling you.

At night, your beloved wanders.
Don't accept consolations.

Close your mouth against food.
Taste the lover's mouth in yours.

You moan, "She left me." "He left me."
Twenty more will come.

Be empty of worrying.
Think of who created thought!

Why do you stay in prison
when the door is so wide open?

Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking.
Live in silence.

Flow down and down in always
widening rings of being."

Rumi - from The Essential Rumi translated by Coleman Barks

[ | 6 May 2004 @ 09:16 | PermaLink ]

 Sounds of Silence
picture The Sounds of Silence:
"And in the naked light I saw
ten thousand people, maybe more.
People talking without speaking,
people hearing without listening.
People writing songs
that voices never shared,
no one dared disturb
the sound of silence.

Fools, said I, you do not know,
silence like a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might teach you,
take my arms that I might reach you.
But my words like silent raindrops fell
and echoed in the wells of silence"

Listen. Instead of falling prey
to our neon Gods.

[ | 5 May 2004 @ 17:31 | PermaLink ]

 From a Fount of Wisdom
picture From Wirearchy:

The Dalai Lama has been visiting Canada and speaking.

From this report, it's clear he is observing how we all live, and wondering about whay and how we do things:

War is outdated," he said, his deep voice echoing through the sports stadium. "The 20th century was the century of violence, [and] violence solved nothing. The 21st century should be the century of dialogue."

Moments later, a dropped pin could have been heard as his audience hung on his description of the source of his buoyant energy: "Good sleep — seven, nine, even 10 hours ..... and no solid food after lunch. And a certain amount of peace of mind. Sometimes I feel like the ocean. A wave comes, a wave goes. But underneath the ocean is always calm."

He urged the audience to cultivate the habit of watching one's thought processes from a distance, not becoming immersed in them. "When sadness happens, try to look at it separately from the [emotion of] sadness. Some sense? What do you think?" The audience applauded.

He was animated, waving his arms as he spoke, his hands fluttering like butterflies. He frequently chuckled at humanity's foibles, including his own. He jabbed the air with an index finger to make his points. He frequently needed assistance from a translator. "As I get older, my English gets older," he explained.

After Justin Trudeau introduced him as a man "who gets along with just about everyone" in a world of violence, mistrust and hatred, the bespectacled monk in his saffron and claret robes put his arms around the son of the former prime minister and, for a long moment, pressed his cheek against his.

His public talk, called The Power of Compassion, began nearly an hour late in the bustling heart of Canada's largest city because of the unexpected time needed to security-screen people coming into the stadium. As the audience took their seats, the words "greed," "envy" and "selfishness" flashed on two giant screens as a soft mellifluous voice announced that the Dalai Lama would speak about harmony and peace of mind.

Six uniformed police officers took up positions around the stage when he appeared.

He defined compassion as respect — not pity — for others. He termed it something more than ordinary love, which he said is too often based on others' attitudes toward oneself.

He said it could best be called a developed sense of concern for others, and it was an inner quality — "a deep value necessary for being a human being" — as necessary for parents to possess as for political leaders. As an innate quality, he said, it was a natural extension of human beings' dependence upon the compassion of others in the first years of life.

He defined true peace as not merely the absence of violence but as an expression of peace with compassion.

Asked in the question period at the end of his talk what he considered the world's greatest problem, he replied: "Population ..... and the growing gulf between rich and poor." He referred to poor blacks in the capital of the world's richest nation, America, and aboriginal people "lagging behind" in rich Canada.

"The huge gap between rich and poor is not only morally wrong but practically wrong," he said.

He said he was optimistic that negotiations would soon begin between his Tibetan government in exile and the Chinese government, whose troops occupied Tibet in 1959.

[ | 3 May 2004 @ 13:51 | PermaLink ]

 Serenity Prayer
God, grant me the serenity
to accept the things I cannot change;
courage to change the things I can;
and wisdom to know the difference.

See here for the origins of the Serenity Prayer
[ | 26 Apr 2004 @ 07:53 | PermaLink ]

Look Again In Your Heart

When you are sorrowful, look again in your heart, and you shall see that, in truth, you are weeping for that which has been your delight.

- Kahlil Gibran

[ | 25 Apr 2004 @ 12:26 | PermaLink ]

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