Oneness
Humankind has not woven the web of life; we are but one thread in it. What we do to the web, we do to ourselves. All things are bound together. All things connect.
–Chief Seattle
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“In spite of what the self-help books say, none of us, as an individual, can create our own reality. The cosmosophical perspective, by showing how deeply we are connected to one another and to the world in which we live, exposes how absurd this notion really is. But we do create the world we live incollectively: the stars created our world when they exploded as supernovae, seeding our planet; the first mammals created our world when they learned how to compassionately care for their young; the first humans created our world when they made the choice to walk onto the savannah and when they painted inside the caves; and we are creating the world for our children with the choices we make today. The human, like the star or the jellyfish or the dog, participates in this creation in its own unique way. The choices that so profoundly affect the future are made not only because of our intellect or our genes, but also because of our capacity to employ our imagination. Our stories and our poems and our songs tell us about our world, and we act accordingly.”
– Theodore Richards, Cosmosophia
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We are the mirror as well as the face in it.
We are tasting the taste this minute of eternity.
We are pain and what cures pain both.
We are the sweet cold water and the jar that pours.
I want to hold you close like a lute so we can cry out with loving.
You would rather throw stones at a mirror?
I am your mirror, and here are the stones.
–Rumi
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Everything that I believe crawls from underneath the street
Everything I truly love comes from somewhere far above
Everything that I believe is wrong with you, is wrong with me
Everything I truly love, I love in you and I love in me
So give me hope, give me hope, that emptiness brings fullness
And loss of love brings wholeness to us all….
– Amy Ray/Indigo Girls, Hand Me Downs
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Lost
Stand still.
The trees ahead and bushes beside you are not lost.
Wherever you are is called Here, And you must treat it as a powerful stranger, must ask permission to know it and be known.
The forest breathes.
Listen.
It answers, I have made this place around you.
If you leave it, you may come back again, saying Here.
No two trees are the same to Raven.
No two branches are the same to Wren.
If what a tree or a bush does is lost on you, You are surely lost.
Stand still. The forest knows where you are. You must let it find you.
~~ David Wagoner, Collected Poems 1956-1976
