DIGTE
At sætte livets intuitive visdom på ord
Der, hvor bevidsthed og hjerte, mind and heart, nærvær og compassion, livet og os selv, eksistens og hverdag mødes, er stedet, hvor visdom bor.
Når visdom sættes på ord, bliver det ofte på en måde, hvor ordene rummer en mangetydighed, der er åben for fortolkning.
Netop digte kan denne vanskelige opgave at sætte livet på ord.
Mary Oliver
It is a serious thing just to be alive on this fresh morning in this broken world.
Mary Oliver
Sometimes I need only to stand wherever I am
to be blessed.
Vivian Greene
Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass.
It’s about learning to dance in the rain.
Mary Oliver
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?
Mary Oliver
Instructions for living life:
Pay attention
Be astonished
Tell about it
Enough af David Whyte
(fra Where Many Rivers Meet)
Enough. These few words are enough.
If not these words, this breath.
If not this breath, this sitting here.
This opening to the life
we have refused
again and again
until now.
Until now.
Fra What to Remember when Waking af David Whyte
To become human
is to become visible
while carrying
what is hidden
as a gift to others.
Fra The Winter of Listening af David Whyte
No one but me by the fire,
my hands burning
red in the palms while
the night carries
everything away outside
Fra What I must tell myself af David Whyte
Above the water
and against the mountain
the geese fly through the
brushed darkness
of the early morning
and out into the light,
they travel over
my immovable house
with such unison
of faith
and with such
assurance
toward the south
cresting the mountains
and the long
coast of a continent
as they move
each year
toward a horizon
they have learned
to call their own.
Fra This life af David Whyte
At the center of this life
there is a man I want to know again.
Fra The house of belonging af David Whyte
This is the bright home
in which I live
this is where
I ask
my friends
to come,
this is all the things
it has taken me so long
to learn to love.
There are two kinds of intelligence: one acquired, as a child in school memorizes facts and concepts from books and from what the teacher says,collecting information from the traditional sciences as well as from the new sciences.
With such intelligence you rise in the world. You get ranked ahead or behind others in regard to your competence in retaining information. You stroll with this intelligence in and out of fields of knowledge, getting always more marks on your preserving tablets.
There is another kind of tablet, one already completed and preserved inside you. A spring overflowing its springbox. A freshness in the center of the chest. This other intelligence does not turn yellow or stagnate. It’s fluid and it doesn’t move from outside to inside through the conduits of plumbing-learning.
This second knowing is a fountainhead from within you, moving out.
Gæstehuset af Rumi
Et menneskeliv er et gæstehus,
hver morgen en ny ankomst.
En fryd, en forstemthed, en nedrighed,
et øjebliks bevidsthed kommer
uventet på besøg.
Byd velkommen og bevært dem alle!
Og er det en flok sorger,
der raserer dit hus
og rydder det for møbler,
så giv alligevel hver gæst en god behandling.
Han renser dig måske
og forbereder dig til nye glæder.
Den dystre tanke, skammen, skadefryden,
mød dem leende ved døren
og byd dem indenfor.
Vær taknemlig, hvem der end kommer,
for hver eneste er blevet sendt
som en vejleder fra den anden side.
Vinden ved daggry af Rumi
Vinden ved daggry har hemmeligheder at fortælle.
Fald ikke i søvn igen.
Du skal bede om det du virkelig ønsker.
Fald ikke i søvn igen.
Mennesker går frem og tilbage over dørtrinnet,
hvor de to verdener rører hinanden.
Døren er rund og åben.
Fald ikke i søvn igen.
When Women Were Birds af Terry Tempest Williams
Once upon a time, when
women were birds,
there was the simple understanding that
to sing at dawn and to sing at dusk
was to heal the world through joy.
The birds still remember
what we have forgotten,
that the world is meant to be
celebrated.