July 2011
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My chief care should not be to find pleasure or success, health or life or money or rest or even things like virtue and wisdom - still less their opposite, pain, failure, sickness, death. But in all that happens, my one desire and my one joy should be to know: “Here is the thing that God has willed for me. In this His love is found, and in accepting this I can give back His love to Him and...
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Non-Violence
One of the precepts of Yoga is Non-violence. Today, one of our massage therapists came into the office with our weekly 5-minute massages and left us pondering his answer to the following question that he asked.
”Whom should you extend non-violence to?”
Naturally we started blurting out answers such as ”fellow man”, “nature”, “animals”, etc. He...
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Anaïs Nin - 3
How could one not love the people who created such a music, in which the rhythm of the heart and of the body is so human and the voice so warm, emotions so deep.
The most wonderful people are found in paradisiacal places. Because they are looking for an escape from all struggle.
Human flowering was Gonzalo’s greatest gift to others. Human life the goal. Laughter born of irresponsibility....
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Quote from "Midnight in Paris"
Hemingway: Are you afraid of death? If you are a writer, surely you cannot be afraid of dying.
Gil: Actually, I’m very afraid of death... it’s probably my biggest fear.
Hemingway: Well, I don’t see why. It’s something all man has done before, and all man will do. Have you ever made passionate love to a truly good, beautiful woman?
Gil: Well, my fiancee is pretty sexy.
Hemingway: And when you make love to her, your fear of death is gone, at least in that moment, right?
Gil: No sir, definitely not.
Hemingway: When you are truly in love, when you make love, you will feel immortal. Then you must make love again. And again.
“It’s more about when you come back from being out somewhere… in a minicab or a...”
– Burial (via beautifulsimple)
“Down on the lake rosy reflections of celestial vapor appeared, and I said,...”
– Jack Kerouac 