more wild sweet words      


Entrare in questo universo,
e non sapere perchè nè da dove,
come acqua che volere o no fluisce;
e uscire, come vento nel deserto,
che volere o no soffia, non so dove.



--The Rubaiyat
of Omar Khayyam


. . enormous space is near-your house lies where it begins. .




When I read poetry that touches me,I become very agitated, my whole body contorts, I vibrate totally, and tears appear in my eyes. It's very strong! I then take the manuscript paper and write the notes.

The melody comes easily; everything is very quick; I cannot stop...it's as if I were possessed; suddenly, when I become aware that I found what I wanted, I stand, make gestures, walk, go in circles, laugh or cry, and give thanks to God.

The music comes by itself. I am not responsible:
 one part of my brain has music.







--Carlos Guastavino







. . the world is immense
and like a word that is still growing in the silence. .






Om mani padme hum.
Om sarva-tathagata-pada-vandanam karomi.
Om svabhave-suddhah sarva-dharmah-suddho ham.
Om, jewel in the lotus!


--Buddhist Mantra
. . slowly, slowly, lift one black tree up, so it stands against the sky . .
Painting like Swimming, Looking like Breathing,
I don't know where I'm going, just like you.
I see the waves of human beings flying above us.

I take the stairs to the Earth,
Smelling it, eat it, walking on it,
Building my House with it.



--Nath
. . with that you have made the world. .

Today, like every other day, we wake up empty
and frightened. Don't open the door to the study
and begin reading. Take down a musical instrument.

Let the beauty we love be what we do.
There are hundreds of ways to kneel and kiss the ground.



--Rumi
. .in the same moment that your will grasps it. .


The breeze at dawn has secrets to tell you.
Don't go back to sleep.
You must ask for what you really want.
Don't go back to sleep.

People are going back and forth across the doorsill
where the two worlds touch.
The door is round and open.
Don't go back to sleep.




--Rumi


. . .your eyes, feeling its subtlety, will leave it. . .


This Is The Way of the WildGoddess

. . . .being awake, not asleep . . .


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