IN SPITE OF ALL CLOUDS & TSUNAMIS
THERE IS AN OCTANE OF PURE LIFE
FUELING ALL ASPECTS OF BEING/ALL THAT IS
∞
REMEMBER & BE “THAT”…
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NO GOD/GODS……
…WHEN IT IS ALL GOD…*
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3:12 AM-12/16/16
*It is older than God:
There is no God when there is nothing but God."
Stephen Mitchell/Translation
(Note for Chapt 4
Tao Te Ching)
THERE IS AN OCTANE OF PURE LIFE
FUELING ALL ASPECTS OF BEING/ALL THAT IS
∞
REMEMBER & BE “THAT”…
<
NO GOD/GODS……
…WHEN IT IS ALL GOD…*
ew
3:12 AM-12/16/16
*It is older than God:
There is no God when there is nothing but God."
Stephen Mitchell/Translation
(Note for Chapt 4
Tao Te Ching)
As it acts in the world, the Tao
is like the bending of a bow.
The top is bent downward;
the bottom is bent up.
is like the bending of a bow.
The top is bent downward;
the bottom is bent up.
It adjusts excess and deficiency
so that there is perfect balance.
It takes from what is too much
and give to what isn't enough.
so that there is perfect balance.
It takes from what is too much
and give to what isn't enough.
Those who try to control,
who use force to protect their power,
go against the direction of the Tao.
They take from those who don't have enough
and give to those who have far too much.
who use force to protect their power,
go against the direction of the Tao.
They take from those who don't have enough
and give to those who have far too much.
The Master can keep giving
because there is no end to her wealth.
She acts without expectation,
succeeds without taking credit,
and doesn't think that she is better
than anyone else.
TAO TE CHING
#77
Stephen Mitchell Translation
Note: for #77
and doesn't think that she is better:
She is simply more transparent
because there is no end to her wealth.
She acts without expectation,
succeeds without taking credit,
and doesn't think that she is better
than anyone else.
TAO TE CHING
#77
Stephen Mitchell Translation
Note: for #77
and doesn't think that she is better:
She is simply more transparent
“You are born alone.
You die alone.
The value of the space in between is trust and love,”
Louise Bourgeoise, Artist
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You die alone.
The value of the space in between is trust and love,”
Louise Bourgeoise, Artist
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...and from authour Mary Oliver:
The working, concentrating artist is an adult who refuses interruption from himself,
who remains absorbed and energized in and by the work —
who is thus responsible to the work…
Serious interruptions to work, therefore,
are never the inopportune, cheerful, even loving interruptions
which come to us from another.
[…]
The working, concentrating artist is an adult who refuses interruption from himself,
who remains absorbed and energized in and by the work —
who is thus responsible to the work…
Serious interruptions to work, therefore,
are never the inopportune, cheerful, even loving interruptions
which come to us from another.
[…]
It is six A.M., and I am working.
I am absentminded, reckless, heedless of social obligations, etc.
It is as it must be.
The tire goes flat, the tooth falls out, there will be a hundred meals without mustard.
The poem gets written.
I have wrestled with the angel and I am stained with light and I have no shame.
Neither do I have guilt.
My responsibility is not to the ordinary, or the timely.
It does not include mustard, or teeth.
It does not extend to the lost button, or the beans in the pot.
My loyalty is to the inner vision, whenever and howsoever it may arrive.
If I have a meeting with you at three o’clock, rejoice if I am late.
Rejoice even more if I do not arrive at all.
I am absentminded, reckless, heedless of social obligations, etc.
It is as it must be.
The tire goes flat, the tooth falls out, there will be a hundred meals without mustard.
The poem gets written.
I have wrestled with the angel and I am stained with light and I have no shame.
Neither do I have guilt.
My responsibility is not to the ordinary, or the timely.
It does not include mustard, or teeth.
It does not extend to the lost button, or the beans in the pot.
My loyalty is to the inner vision, whenever and howsoever it may arrive.
If I have a meeting with you at three o’clock, rejoice if I am late.
Rejoice even more if I do not arrive at all.
There is no other way work of artistic worth can be done.
And the occasional success, to the striver, is worth everything.
The most regretful people on earth are those who felt the call to creative work,
who felt their own creative power restive and uprising,
and gave to it neither power nor time.
from
Of Power and Time
Mary Oliver
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And the occasional success, to the striver, is worth everything.
The most regretful people on earth are those who felt the call to creative work,
who felt their own creative power restive and uprising,
and gave to it neither power nor time.
from
Of Power and Time
Mary Oliver
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TAO TE CHING
#77
As it acts in the world, the Tao
is like the bending of a bow.
The top is bent downward;
the bottom is bent up.
It adjusts excess and deficiency
so that there is perfect balance.
It takes from what is too much
and give to what isn't enough.
Those who try to control,
who use force to protect their power,
go against the direction of the Tao.
They take from those who don't have enough
and give to those who have far too much.
The Master can keep giving
because there is no end to her wealth.
She acts without expectation,
succeeds without taking credit,
and doesn't think that she is better
than anyone else.
TAO TE CHING
#77
Stephen Mitchell Translation
Note: for #77
and doesn't think that she is better: She is simply more transparent
The working, concentrating artist is an adult who refuses interruption from himself, who remains absorbed and energized in and by the work — who is thus responsible to the work… Serious interruptions to work, therefore, are never the inopportune, cheerful, even loving interruptions which come to us from another.
[…]
It is six A.M., and I am working. I am absentminded, reckless, heedless of social obligations, etc. It is as it must be. The tire goes flat, the tooth falls out, there will be a hundred meals without mustard. The poem gets written. I have wrestled with the angel and I am stained with light and I have no shame. Neither do I have guilt. My responsibility is not to the ordinary, or the timely. It does not include mustard, or teeth. It does not extend to the lost button, or the beans in the pot. My loyalty is to the inner vision, whenever and howsoever it may arrive. If I have a meeting with you at three o’clock, rejoice if I am late. Rejoice even more if I do not arrive at all.
There is no other way work of artistic worth can be done. And the occasional success, to the striver, is worth everything. The most regretful people on earth are those who felt the call to creative work, who felt their own creative power restive and uprising, and gave to it neither power nor time.
from
Of Power and Time
Mary Oliver
Full Sharing is here:
http://us2.campaign-archive1.com/?u=13eb080d8a315477042e0d5b1&id=52a5a86a05&e=a7b5089357
[…]
It is six A.M., and I am working. I am absentminded, reckless, heedless of social obligations, etc. It is as it must be. The tire goes flat, the tooth falls out, there will be a hundred meals without mustard. The poem gets written. I have wrestled with the angel and I am stained with light and I have no shame. Neither do I have guilt. My responsibility is not to the ordinary, or the timely. It does not include mustard, or teeth. It does not extend to the lost button, or the beans in the pot. My loyalty is to the inner vision, whenever and howsoever it may arrive. If I have a meeting with you at three o’clock, rejoice if I am late. Rejoice even more if I do not arrive at all.
There is no other way work of artistic worth can be done. And the occasional success, to the striver, is worth everything. The most regretful people on earth are those who felt the call to creative work, who felt their own creative power restive and uprising, and gave to it neither power nor time.
from
Of Power and Time
Mary Oliver
Full Sharing is here:
http://us2.campaign-archive1.com/?u=13eb080d8a315477042e0d5b1&id=52a5a86a05&e=a7b5089357
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