Friday, October 08, 2010

Learning to stay in the present moment helps

Maybe time as sequence and duration (the way we usually experience it) is simply our perception of it:

Time present and time past
Are both perhaps present in time future,
And time future contained in time past.

-- T. S. Eliot


  1. I utterly love the Four Quartets and used to carry the book round with me at all times.

    I agree about the limitations of our perceptions.

    Ellie, is there any chance you could link to the Anchorhold from your present blogs?

  2. I do need to add those links. Will do when I get a minute! :-)

  3. I said to my soul, be still, and wait without hope
    For hope would be hope for the wrong thing; wait without love
    For love would be love of the wrong thing; there is yet faith
    But the faith and the love and the hope are all in the waiting.
    Wait without thought, for you are not ready for thought:
    So the darkness shall be the light, and the stillness the dancing.
    Whisper of running streams, and winter lightning,
    The wild thyme unseen and the wild strawberry.
    The laughter in the garden, echoed ecstasy
    Not lost, but requiring, pointing to the agony
    Of death and birth.

  4. PS that wasn't a comment on waiting for the links Ellie, just me going a bit overboard with the Eliot :-)

  5. We must be still and still moving
    Into another intensity
    For a further union, a deeper communion
    Through the dark cold and the empty desolation
    The wave cry, the wind cry, the vast waters
    Of the petrel and the porpoise. In my end is my beginning.

  6. Ash on an old man's sleeve
    Is all the ash the burnt roses leave.
    Dust in the air suspended
    Marks the place where a story ended.
    Dust inbreathed was a house -
    The wall, the wainscot and the mouse.
    The death of hope and despair,
    This is the death of air.

  7. I'll shut up now.

    wv - bionizin - a drug I ought to be taking?

  8. I'll tell you what else is good, this bit from Marina:

    "What is this face, less clear and clearer
    The pulse in the arm, less strong and stronger–
    Given or lent? more distant than stars and nearer than the eye

    Whispers and small laughter between leaves and hurrying feet
    Under sleep, where all the waters meet"

    OK I'll really stop now.

  9. Anonymous1:43 PM

    Thanks Cathy!

    annie c

  10. You're welcome, Annie - I'm glad someone enjoyed my copious quotes!!


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