I wanted to thank everyone who stops by and comments here-I can't tell you how much I appreciate this! I am sorry for the lack of new topics here-the subjects I am working on for a future series is taking a lot of time. I have also been struggling with illness and exhaustion, between Friday evening and Saturday evening I figure I was in bed for 20 hours-possibly more-except to get up and use the facilities and even though I have only been up for about nine or ten hours I am feeling sleepy again. So I am very much hoping that this will not continue. I have recently received 2 letters and a package of books and other things from friends who I have never met face to face-I would so like to be able to do this someday! I just wanted to do a short post for these friends and also the people who continue to stop by my little place on the web and post your wonderful and thoughtful comments. Soon I hope to come up with a new short series in between the major work I am trying to do that is taking so much time-a lot of it will depend on if this crazy exhaustion and feeling sick continues. Here are some things I hope these people and all of you can enjoy. To the friends on the other side of the world-you will never know what your friendship does for me and the positive changes it has made in my thinking!
Lao Tzu: Existence is beyond the power of words to define. Terms may be used but none of them are absolute. In the beginning of Heaven and Earth there were no words. Words came out of the womb of matter. And whether a man dispassionately sees to the core of Life or passionately sees the surface, the core and the surface are the same, words making them seem different only to express appearance. If a name be needed, let the name be wonder, and then from wonder to wonder, existence opens.
Confucius on people and words: You lose people if you do not talk to those worth talking to; you lose words if you talk to those not worth talking to. The intelligent do not lose people and do not lose words.
Ralph Waldo Emerson: Brahma
If the red slayer thinks he slays,
Or if the slain think he is slain,
They know not well the subtle ways
I keep, and pass, and turn again
Far or forgot to me is near;
Shadow and sunlight are the same;
The vanished gods to me appear,
And one to me are shame and fame.
They reckon ill who leave me out;
When me they fly, I am the wings;
I am the doubter and the doubt,
And I the hymn the Bhrahmin sings
The strong gods pine for my abode,
And pine in vain the sacred Seven;
But thou, meek lover of the good!
Find me, and turn thy back on heaven.
PS-The US postal stamp series issued in 1974-"Letters Mingle Souls" didn't come out as good an image as I was hoping it would. It was really quite a beautiful series when it came out and it just didn't translate to the blog as well as I had hoped.