I've been thinking about that old Zen conundrum: what's the sound of one hand clapping? My personal opinion--nothing. You don't have two hands, you don't have any clapping. It's as simple as that. Stars, galaxies, clapping hands, what's the point? The point is that we all need somebody, whether you're a supercluster or a little proton, a yin or a yang. Everybody is hooked into everybody else.
~Geoffrey Neighor, Northern Exposure, Duets, 1993
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Friday, August 10, 2007
Friday, July 13, 2007
When our eyes see
When our eyes see our hands doing the work of our hearts,
the circle of Creation is completed inside us,
the doors of our souls fly open
and love steps forth to heal everything in sight.
~ Michael Bridge ~
the circle of Creation is completed inside us,
the doors of our souls fly open
and love steps forth to heal everything in sight.
~ Michael Bridge ~
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