"Walt Whitman once wrote that we should learn how to LET GO in life---as he put it: "To stand apart from pulling and hauling....amused, complacent, compassionating, idle, unitary......both in and out of the game and watching and wondering at it all." Instead of being amused, I'm only anxious. Instead of watching, I'm always probing and interfering. The other day, in prayer to God, I said: "Look.....I understand that the unexamined life is not worth living. But do you think I could some day have an unexamined lunch?"
"If you should take the human heart and listen to, it would be listening to a seashell. You would hear in it the hollow murmur of the infinite ocean to which it belongs, from which it draws its profoundest inspiration, and for which it yearns to return."
"The greatest support we can have is mindfulness, which means being totally present in each moment. If the mind remains centered, it cannot make up stories about the injustice of the world or one's friends, or about one's desires or sorrows. All these stories could fill many volumes, but when we are mindful such verbalizations stop. Being mindful means being fully absorbed in the moment, leaving no room for anything else. We are filled with the momentary happening, whatever it is--standing or sitting or lying down, feeling pleasure or pain--and we maintain a nonjudgmental awareness, a "just knowing."
"A little patience, and we shall see the reign of witches pass over, their spells dissolve, and the people, recovering their true sight, restore their government to its true principles. It is true that in the meantime we are suffering deeply in spirit, and incurring the horrors of a war and long oppressions of enormous public debt. But If the game runs sometimes against us at home we must have patience till luck turns, and then we shall have an opportunity of winning back the principles we have lost, for this is a game where principles are at stake."
Keep watch, dear Lord, with those who work, or watch, or weep this night, and give your angels charge over those who sleep. Tend the sick, Lord Christ; give rest to the weary, bless the dying, soothe the suffering, pity the afflicted, shield the joyous and all for your love's sake.
It is said, and it is true, that just before we were born a cavern angel puts his finger to our lips and says, "Hush, don't tell what you know." This is why we are born with a cleft on our upper lips and remembering nothing of where we came from.
Bill Hicks (as Newscaster): "Today, a man on acid realized that all matter is merely energy, condensed to a slow vibration, that we are all One Consciousness, experiencing itself subjectively......there is no such thing as death, life is only a dream, and we are the imagination of ourselves. Here's Tom with the weather."