Monday, February 4, 2013
the questions of your life
"Whatever your eye falls on - for it will fall on what you love - will lead you to the questions of your life, the questions that are incumbent upon you to answer, because that is how the mind works in concert with the eye. The things of this world draw us where we need to go."
"All contemplative acts, silences, poems, honor the world this way. Brought together by the eye of love, a milkweed pod, a twig, allow us to see how things have been all along. A feast of being."
~ Mary Rose O'Reilley (from The Barn at the End of the World: The Apprenticeship of a quaker, Buddhist Shepherd - on my recommended shelf above)
So the question again, what do you love? Where does your eye fall? (for it will fall on what you love...)
To honor the world - that this is part of our obligation, too. And that to contemplate the world, is to mend the world. Which brings me to an oft quoted poem by Phyllis Webb:
by Phyllis Webb
The degree of nothingness
to sit emptily
in the sun
that is the way
an extraordinary world,
I seem to be posting/quoting things I've posted before quite often lately. A circling back. The following lines are from Fanny Howe's Selected poems:
I won't be able to write from the grave
so let me tell you what I love:
oil, vinegar, salt, lettuce, brown bread, butter,
cheese and wine, a windy day, a fireplace,
the children nearby, poems and songs,
a friend sleeping in my bed -
and the short northern lights.
And another line from Phyllis Webb's selected:
"What are we whole or beautiful or good for but to be absolutely broken?"
What are the questions of your life? What are you here for? What do you love? How are you broken? These are my questions for today.