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Friday, March 26, 2010

Departures

J and I watched this beautiful Japanese movie instantly on Netflix recently. It spoke to me about finding one's true path where you least expect it. A very emotional film. The official website is here.

5 comments:

Teri said...: Why don't I have Netflix any longer? I'll have to see if my daughter will order it for me on hers. This movie sounds incredible. Will I cry? It sounds like I will!--------What's for dinner tonight?; March 26, 2010 9:42 PM
maggie's garden said...: I just finished watching. And I'm still crying... What a beautiful movie. Thank you. Thank you so much.; March 26, 2010 11:21 PM
dinahmow said...: Hello, Melanie! I've been awa, returned and weathered a storm, have a mountain of work on my desk...it's going to take me a while to try the recipes, think about things...
But you might like this http://intothehermitage.blogspot.com/2010/03/at-sixes-and-sevens.html

I've been reading Rima's blog for some time. I have a couple of her small art works which are always lovely to look at and think about.
Now...back to work. I will read, but may not always have time to comment.Know that I do, always, enjoy.; March 27, 2010 12:02 AM
sukipoet said...: thanks for the movie tip. it looks good. will watch tonight. need a good cry.; March 27, 2010 8:39 AM
m. heart said...: Wow, dinahmow, that's a fantastic link, thank you!; March 27, 2010 10:19 PM

Meditation on Affliction

Assailed by afflictions, we discover dharma and find the way to liberation. Thank you, evil forces!

When sorrows invade the mind, we discover dharma and find lasting happiness. Thank you, sorrows!

Through harm caused by spirits we discover dharma and find fearlessness. Thank you, ghosts and demons!

Through people's hate we discover dharma and find benefits and happiness. Thank you, those who hate us!

Through cruel adversity, we discover dharma and find the unchanging way. Thank you, adversity!

Through being impelled to by others, we discover dharma and find the essential meaning. Thank you, all who drive us on!

We dedicate our merit to you all, to repay your kindness.

— Gyalwa Longchenpa

Who Says Words With My Mouth?

All day I think about it, then at night I say it.
Where did I come from, and what am I supposed to be doing?
I have no idea.
My soul is from elsewhere, I'm sure of that,
and I intend to end up there.

This drunkenness began in some other tavern.
When I get back around to that place,
I'll be completely sober. Meanwhile,
I'm like a bird from another continent, sitting in this aviary.
The day is coming when I fly off,
but who is it now in my ear who hears my voice?
Who says words with my mouth?

Who looks out with my eyes? What is the soul?
I cannot stop asking.
If I could taste one sip of an answer,
I could break out of this prison for drunks.
I didn't come here of my own accord, and I can't leave that way.
Whoever brought me here will have to take me home.

This poetry, I never know what I'm going to say.
I don't plan it.
When I'm outside the saying of it,
I get very quiet and rarely speak at all.

— Rumi

The Journey

One day you finally knew
what you had to do, and began,
though the voices around you
kept shouting
their bad advice--
though the whole house
began to tremble
and you felt the old tug
at your ankles.
"Mend my life!"
each voice cried.
But you didn't stop.
You knew what you had to do,
though the wind pried
with its stiff fingers
at the very foundations,
though their melancholy
was terrible.
It was already late
enough, and a wild night,
and the road full of fallen
branches and stones.
But little by little,
as you left their voices behind,
the stars began to burn
through the sheets of clouds,
and there was a new voice
which you slowly
recognized as your own,
that kept you company
as you strode deeper and deeper
into the world,
determined to do
the only thing you could do--
determined to save
the only life you could save.

Mary Oliver

Friday, March 26, 2010

Departures

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