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We work in the dark—we do what we can—we give what we have. Our doubt is our passion, and our passion is our task. The rest is the madness of art.
Henry James (via awritersruminations) (via blankbook)Posted on February 19, 2010 via A Writer's Ruminations with 17 notes
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The beat of my heart has grown deeper, more active, and yet more peaceful, and it is as if I were all the time storing up inner riches…My [life] is one long sequence of inner miracles.
The young Dutchwoman Etty Hillesum wrote that in a Nazi transit camp in 1943, on her way to her death at Auschwitz two months later… from The Joy of Less by Pico Iyer (via 108zenbooks) (via crashinglybeautiful)Posted on February 19, 2010 via 108 Zen Books with 31 notes
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Native American Klickitat woman weaving a mat 1906
from The Textile Blog
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© Katarina Stefanović
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Rogier Van Der Weyden
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Peter Miller
Westwind, 1995
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by Marina Richterova
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…when we finally know we are dying, and all other sentient beings are dying with us, we start to have a burning, almost heartbreaking sense of the fragility and preciousness of each moment and each being, and from this can grow a deep, clear, limitless compassion for all beings.
~ Sogyal Rinpoche







