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balance and silence

 

“He (the American Indian) believes profoundly in silence—the sign of a perfect equilibrium. Silence is the absolute poise or balance of body, mind, and spirit. The man who preserves his selfhood ever calm and unshaken by the storms of existence—not a leaf, as it were, astir on the tree; not a ripple upon the surface of shining pool—his, in the mind of the unlettered sage, is the ideal attitude and conduct of life. If you ask him: “What is silence?” he will answer: “It is the Great Mystery!” “The holy silence is His voice.”

Ohiyesa, “A Treasury of Traditional Wisdom”, Whitall N. Perry




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Unsolid Ground

 

searching for solidity
wanting to be rooted in something deep
wanting nourishment
as a young babe searches for milk
instinctively rooting
sometimes life’s storms erodes the soil of our garden
and we have to live on the edge of unsolid ground
roots dangling in the air
perhaps so we have a chance to re-examine what we were rooted in
was it the soil of eternity
were the roots deep enough
was it real

 

 




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Higher Destinies

sprouting in the light

 

“The heights by great men reached and kept,
Were not obtained by sudden flight
But they, while their companions slept,
Were toiling upward in the night.
Standing on what too long we bore
With shoulders bent and downcast eyes,
We may discern – unseen before,
A path to higher destinies.”

—Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (1807-1882)

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Centered

 

“God of peace,
you are at the center of my life,
a strong refuge of peace
in the whirlwind of my pain.
I look to you for strength
and a constant assurance of hope. ”

— Joyce Rupp in “Out of the Ordinary”, Ave Maria Press

 

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