Tuesday, June 26, 2007

By the Water

The sun shines not on us, but in us. The rivers flow not past, but through us, thrilling, tingling, vibrating every fibre and cell of the substance of our bodies, making them glide and sing.
John Muir

There is something bigger than fact: the underlying spirit, all it stands for, the mood, the vastness, the wildness.
Emily Carr

The song still remains which names the land over which it sings.
Martin Heidegger

How can we get there from here, I wonder, to the centre of the world, to the place where the universe carries down the night of song to our human lives. How can we listen or see to find our way by feel to the heart of every yes or no? How do we learn to trust ourselves enough to hear the chanting of the earth? To know what is alive or absent around us, and penetrate the void behind our eyes, the old slow pulse of things, until a wild flying wakes up in us, a new mercy climbs out and takes wing in the sky.
Linda Hogan

The song and the land are one.
Bruce Chatwin

In the places that call me out, I know I'll recover my wordless childhood trust in the largeness of life and its willingness to take me in.
Barbara Kingsolver

For some of us, our love for the world is so passionate that we cannot ask it to wait until we are enlightened.
Joanna Macy

1 comment:

Kim Antieau said...

Lovely, just lovely.