Let them be

At the Still Point

People are just as wonderful as sunsets if I can let them be…

When I look at a sunset, I don’t find myself saying, ‘soften the orange a bit on the right hand corner’.

I don’t try to control a sunset. I watch with awe as it unfolds.

— Carl Rogers

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W.B. Yeats, Magus

"Yeats may have been carrying around in his head a kind of vastly complicated zodiac, a system for explaining the whole of human life and its history, but as he writes to her [his wife, Georgie] of calming down a hysterical devotee of the Golden Dawn, or discussing with the Indian mystic, Shri Purohit Swami, … Continue reading W.B. Yeats, Magus

Listen with a Still Heart

At the Still Point

 They miss the whisper that runs

any day in your mind,

“Who are you really, wanderer?”

and the answer you have to give

no matter how dark and cold

the world around you is:

“Maybe I’m a king. —  William Stafford

Your dreaming self seeks to tell you something your waking ears will not hear. — Jacqueline Carey

Above all, he learned from it how to listen, to listen with a still heart, with a waiting, open soul, without passion, without desire, without judgment, without opinions. — Herman Hesse, Siddhartha

“May hearing enter him and the exactness of every heart that speaks to him. No one is born wise. To listen well is to speak well.
He who listens is a master of what is good.
Splendid is listening to one who hears!
Listening is better than all else.
It manifests perfect love.” ~ The Wisdom of Ptahhotep
ca.2200 BCE

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A Force Within

At the Still Point

There is a force within that gives you life – Seek that.
In your body there lies a priceless jewel – Seek that.
Oh, wandering One, if you are in search of the greatest treasure,
don’t look outside. Look within, and seek That.~Rumi

Sometimes what seems like surrender isn’t surrender at all. It’s about what’s going on in our hearts. About seeing clearly the way life is and accepting it and being true to it, whatever the pain, because the pain of not being true to it is far, far greater.~ Nicholas Evans

The art of living is neither careless drifting on the one hand nor fearful clinging on the other. It consists in being sensitive to each moment, in regarding it as utterly new and unique, in having the mind open and wholly receptive. ~ Alan Watts

Existentialism: the responsibility of the individual to take hold of his or…

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The Death of the Gods – Julian the Apostate by Dmitry Merezhkovsky

The Death of Gods. Julian the Apostate came out in 1895 (Severny Vestnik, ##1–6); it opened the Christ & Antichrist trilogy and in retrospect is regarded as the first Russian symbolist novel. This publication made all the difference [...]  Critics there were aplenty (most of them denouncing the author's alleged Nietzscheanity), but not one of … Continue reading The Death of the Gods – Julian the Apostate by Dmitry Merezhkovsky

My Side Blog – At the Still Point of the Turning World

I’ve started a new blog that some of you might enjoy, mostly quotes and poetry, with specially chosen artwork ~ Jaq

At the Still Point

But I always liked side-paths, little dark back-alleys behind the main road – there one finds adventures and surprises, and precious metal in the dirt — Fyodor Dostoyevsky, The Brothers Karamazov

Over a long period of time, I have collected little pieces of precious metal in the dirt…images and selected sayings, adventures and surprises that I would like to combine here on a regular basis, on this little side path from my Supersede blog. I hope people who find it will come to enjoy it as a still point of the the turning world.

Adolphe Terris

Rue des Grands Carmes

Marseilles, 1862

Salted paper print from glass negative

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A meshwork of interwoven lines

"So what are the essays in Being Alive actually about? Well, they’re about skills like sawing and kite flying; about Chinese calligraphy, line drawing, Australian aboriginal painting, native Alaskan storytelling, spiders, the art of walking, the art of being in weather … But that isn’t the half of it. These essays are really about becoming. About … Continue reading A meshwork of interwoven lines