DESIDERATA PRESENCE "...shimmer and go speechless." "To walk quietly....." June 30, 2019

SILENCE OF ORIGIN WITHIN
“PRACTICING THE PRESENCE”
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BEING THE PRESENCE…
THE DESIDERATA PRESENCE*
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3:27 AM-6/30/19
*:https://dorotheamills.weebly.com/oceanspeak-youthanasia-sanctarii/category/desirderata
Desiderata is in Afternoon section of above OceanSpeak (+ Backyard Moringa Tree Grazing)
& here:
http://www.appleseeds.org/desidert.htm
(Short history of this writing on above link)

..Santiago - David Whyte

The road seen, then not seen, the hillside
hiding then revealing the way you should take,
the road dropping away from you as if leaving you
to walk on thin air, then catching you, holding you up,
when you thought you would fall,...

...and the way forward always in the end
the way that you followed, the way that carried you
into your future, that brought you to this place,
no matter that it sometimes took your promise from you,
no matter that it had to break your heart along the way;...

...the sense of having walked from far inside yourself
out into the revelation, to have risked yourself
for something that seemed to stand both inside you
and far beyond you, that called you back...

...to the only road in the end you could follow, walking
as you did, in your rags of love and speaking in the voice
that by night became a prayer for safe arrival,...

...so that one day you realized that what you wanted
had already happened long ago and in the dwelling place
you had lived in before you began,...

...and that every step along the way, you had carried
the heart and mind and the promise
that first set you off and drew you on and that you were
more marvelous in your simple wish to find a way
than the gilded roofs of any destination you could reach:...

...as if, all along, you had thought the end point might be a city
with golden towers, and cheering crowds,
and turning the corner at what you thought was the end
of the road, you found just a simple reflection,
and a clear revelation beneath the face looking back
and beneath it another invitation, all in one glimpse:...

Merged with, Emerging from,  Camouflaged by
​ REMEMBRANCE ROCK

...like a person and a place you had sought forever,
like a broad field of freedom that beckoned you beyond;
like another life, and the road still stretching on.

David Whyte
From Pilgrim

via No Mind's Land

https://mysticmeandering.blogspot.com/2019/06/santiago-david-whyte.html?utm_source=feedburner&utm_medium=email&utm_campaign=Feed%3A+MysticMeandering+%28Mystic+Meandering%29

Sometimes it takes darkness and the sweet
confinement of your aloneness
to learn

anything or anyone
that does not bring you alive
is too small for you.
​
David Whyte
 The House of Belonging

AH!  for the above life bringers!!!
Very large bird flew VERY close to Friend's head and then onto the south...








​AFTERNOON
Solid, but gentle rains this afternoon....
all photos below from Archives...
a year ago
June 30, 2018
UNMITIGATED GRACEOPATHY
https://dorotheamills.weebly.com/oceanspeak-youthanasia-sanctarii/unmitigated-graceopathy-soother-sailing-inside-the-formless-sunriseafternoon-june-30-2018

I pause under that summer tree,
the one that feels like a friend,
as my dog wonders why we’ve stopped.
She was trotting in such rhythm.

But when this still,
I wonder what part of me,
way down,
remains untouched by dream or memory?
What drop of being remains
out of reach of the opinions of others?

When up close, each thing reveals its shimmer.
And it’s the unexpected closeness that holds everything together.
The light spreads across my dog’s face,
her eyes so devoted to wherever I want to go.
Can I be this devoted to the pull of life?

Last month, I saw a dolphin and her calf slip back into the surf,
and the pucker of the sea where they went under said, 
This is what it feels like to shimmer and go speechless. ​

There’s a closeness we recognize in everything simple,
as if we knew everything at the moment of our birth,
and living is how we remember it all,
piece by broken piece.

It can happen when I stop
to pick up what you drop in the supermarket.
As your eyes shimmer,
I realize we’ve known each other forever,
though we just met.
~Mark Nepo
https://makebelieveboutique.com/2019/06/28/29883/

It seems that intuitive listening requires us to still our minds
until the beauty of things older than our minds can find us.
​
― Mark Nepo

Help me resist the urge
to dispute whether things are true or false
which is like arguing whether it is day or night.

It is always one or the other somewhere in the world.
Together, we can penetrate a higher truth
​which like the sun is always being conveyed.
― Mark Nepo

To walk quietly
until the miracle in everything speaks is poetry,
whether we write it down or not.
Mark Nepo

People discuss dogmas, beliefs,
and moral principles,
as they know them.
But there comes a time in a man's life
when he has touched truth
of which he cannot speak in words;
and at that time all dispute,
discussion,
argument ends.
 https://wahiduddin.net/mv2/IV/IV_34.htm