A River of Being

Here is a river of being:

stopping

stillness

silence

listening

reflecting

discerning

acting
stoping
 stillness

 silence

listening

    reflecting

                    discerning

                     acting

                                                          stopping

stillness

silence

listening

reflecting

discerning

     acting

 stopping

stillness

silence

                                 listening

           reflecting

      discerning

  acting

                                            stopping

                                        stillness

                                                           silence

                                                             listening

                                                              reflecting 

                               discerning

                                   acting

                                                              stopping…  

"Too many words 

are vexatious to the mind

the root of discontentment."^*

sit with one word until 

no word 

comes along
calm the mind by interrogation
ask it what it is thinking
watch the response

relax in the emptiness of 

no words

no-thing-ness

                                          

^{*Annals of St. Godwin}

Constructing an Altar of the Heart

Silence
heard behind time
echoes caught between beats
autumn winter spring summer sensed
calling.

Annals of St. Godwin*

Listen

be not troubled

make a space in your heart

attend to it every morning

gently.

* The Annals have moved here

Annals of St. Godwin

"... and I saw that all my words and prayers built a ladder of smoke. Falling to the ground I was shocked into silence and watched as the dawn whispered  'Listen!'"

Annals Book One xxiii

Annals of St. Godwin

"...and so, in the nosy fire of my mind, suddenly I found myself rising above the flame; a shimmering heat haze. Below the crackling, hissing, spitting fire of delusion. I rode the thermal currents into a warm silence. The sensation lasted just a moment but from then onwards I knew a new direction was possible"


Annals of St. Godwin (c. 648)

The Lord is My Shepherd

The Book by Camus

A journalist hounded the French writer, Albert Camus, asking him to explain his work in detail. The author of The Plague refused: “I write, and others can make of it what they will.”
But the journalist refused to give in. One afternoon, he managed to find him in a café in Paris. “Critics say you never take on truly profound themes,” said the journalist. “I ask you now: if you had to write a book about society, would you accept the challenge?”
"Of course," replied Camus. "The book would be one hundred pages long. Ninety-nine would be blank, since there is nothing to be said. At the bottom of the hundredth page, I’d write: “Man’s only duty is to love."¹

The only question is...

"How will I Love today?"

¹Link to PDF  here.*

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