Sometimes getting still and listening deeply is exactly what we need.
“The only way to make sense out of change
is to plunge into it, move with it, and join the dance.”
“I felt like lying down by the side of the trail and remembering it all. The woods do that to you, they always look familiar, long lost, like the face of a long-dead relative, like an old dream, like a piece of forgotten song drifting across the water, most of all like golden eternities of past childhood or past manhood and all the living and the dying and the heartbreak that went on a million years ago and the clouds as they pass overhead seem to testify (by their own lonesome familiarity) to this feeling.”
The Dharma Bums
“When we open the doorway to our awareness,
peel back the veil on our illusions,
there’s no going back and it’s nearly impossible to ignore.
I continue to ask myself:
what is the song of my heart’s deepest longing?
Each time I wake from a dream I gain a word,
a note, another phrase of that song.
And slowly, I am assembling.
Bringing the fragments of myself back together again.
Assembling the pieces of a song that is longing to be sung.
A life that is longing to become.”