“There is no birth of consciousness
without pain”
From Kahlil Gibran’s, The Prophet:
“On Pain” ~
Your pain is the breaking of the shell that encloses your understanding.
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Even as the stone of the fruit must break, that its heart may stand in the sun, so must you know pain.
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And could you keep your heart in wonder at the daily miracles of your life, your pain would not seem less wondrous than your joy;
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And you would accept the seasons of your heart, even as you have always accepted the seasons that pass over your fields.
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"Ring the bells that still can ring. Forget your perfect offering.
There is a crack in everything. That's how the light gets in."
- Leonard Cohen
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Witnessing this young woman
in spiritual crisis,
I'm remembering my own:
the confusion of becoming,
realizing my inner compass,
and learning to trust it -
trust it enough
to put my life on it...
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Austria - 1974
PRUNING
That October
I said Goodbye
To twenty-seven,
Father
And false friends
Who fell away like brittle husks
Around my newborn essence;
I welcomed back
My childhood –
Painful and pure.
There is only one
True way to be:
It can be lonely,
But also free
Of the clatter and crowding
And jarring of my peace
That comes from
Fleeing loneliness
At any price.
I have met myself,
Opened to the
fear and pain;
And I am whole.
Marilyn Brine
December 16, 1973
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My early years of independence, in the late 1960's, I used to listen to this... it was LIFETIMES ago
Some Thoughts for Benson Green on his 27th Birthday
~an excerpt~
By Rod McKuen
having just gone through the year myself
I know that twenty-seven can be hard.
But there are Sunday breakfasts
and April fields
and blue on blue
and green growing things
to change all that.
I know that spring is hard because you wait
for summer
and fall is hardest of them all-
because you must not be alone
when winter comes.
I know
that love is worth the time it takes to find.
Think of that
when all the world seems made of walk-up rooms
and hands in empty pockets...
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"We did not change as we grew older.
We became more clearly ourselves."
- Lynn Hall
