“Magic doesn’t sweep you away; it gathers you up into the body of the present moment so thoroughly that all your explanations fall away: the ordinary, in all its plain and simple outrageousness, begins to shine— to become luminously, impossibly so. Every facet of the world is awake, and you within it.”
—David Abram
March 2011
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“The body is a realm wherein the diverse textures and colors of the world meet up with one another. It is a place where clouds, earthworms, guitars, clucking hens, and clear-cut hillsides all converge. It is a portable place wandering through the larger valleys and plains of the earth, open to the same currents, the same waters and winds that cascade across those wider surfaces, a sensitive threshold through which the world experiences itself.”
—David Abram
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celebration - open your heart
“When a deep desire of the heart spontaneously arises, follow its calling. My experience has been that such desire is grace itself guiding the way towards and to my own bliss.”
—Darren Rhodes
“To cover the houses and the
stones with green—so the
sky would make sense—you
have to push down black
roots into the dark.” —Cesare Pavese (via aubade)
stones with green—so the
sky would make sense—you
have to push down black
roots into the dark.” —Cesare Pavese (via aubade)
“I am a book of snow,
a spacious hand, an open meadow,
a circle that waits,
I belong to the earth and its winter.” —Pablo Neruda
a spacious hand, an open meadow,
a circle that waits,
I belong to the earth and its winter.” —Pablo Neruda
let it be a mystery
“Far below, deep beneath the bedrock, a lustrous power slumbers, fitfully, like a bear in its cave. The resplendence it carries by day is now subdued and smoldering— a slow burn, crackling within its hearth at the heart of the Earth. As this power sleeps, it dreams. The dreams roil and flicker and seethe, curling back upon themselves and sometimes flaring, scorching the walls and scattering sparks. A few sparks embed themselves in the enfolding dark, others wink out and vanish. Meanwhile, the power sleeps, pulsing like a muscle, its vigor radiating outward in waves through the viscosity of molten metal and the slow solidity of rock (firing huge convection currents within these depths that move the continents far above), percolating outward as magma or propagating upward through the density of basalt and granite, rising later through thickets of feldspar and quartzite and the stratified soils near the surface, channeled outward through stems of dandelions and trunks of sequoias, through cattails and sugar maples and the upright backbones of smooth-skinned primates, finally fountaining into the open biosphere through blossoms and budded leaves and through the craft of our fingers, through the gleam in your lover’s eye and the fluted music upwelling now from the beak of a blackbird…”
—David Abram
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arabian antlers - wolves over troubled waters (reprise)
“Be aware of the contact between your feet and the Earth. Walk as if you are kissing the Earth with your feet. We have caused a lot of damage to the Earth. Now it is time for us to take good care of her. We bring our peace and calm to the surface of the Earth and share the lesson of love. We walk in that spirit.”
—Thich Nhat Hanh
first off, i love that this says preguntas :) pues voy a preguntar en espanol - donde encuentra su musica para meditacion? las mantras son bellas!
muchas gracias! disculpe, but I’ve lost all my files recently because my computer finally passed away— most of the music can be found on amazon :)
