Reposting a Poem from some time ago:
The Room of the Moment
by Beth Weaver-Kreider
ll this running
between one moment
and the next
from the room of this minute
into the room of the one to come
we scuttle and race
trailing the detritus
of our days like the stuff
falling from a half-open suitcase
appointments and obligations
litter the ground behind us
and we are gasping
grasping for the next
take a breath
sit down
on the floor
of the room
of this moment
in time
watch how the minutes flow over you
when you release your grasp
on the one ahead
watch how the space of this room
takes shape around you
watch how your breath
blooms into the air
Quotations for a Snowy Sunday Morning, Audre Lorde’s Birthday:
“There is a pivotal juncture in every Heroine’s Journey when she stands alone. Instinctually she is led by the depth of her convictions to take a stand – to name the unaddressed – to call out of hiding the secret malaise in her community. To bring to the surface some yearned-for truth. She arrives at a standpoint not without doubts, but in spite of them. Worse than the criticism such disobedience can invite, may be her rejection from those who are at odds with her truth. But the silent prayer which keeps her company in the night is that it is not for her critics that she raises her voice, but for those who would otherwise be made voiceless.” —Toko-pa Turner, “Belonging”
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“Those who can make you believe absurdities can make you commit atrocities.” —Voltaire
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“Keep some room in your heart for the unimaginable.” ―Mary Oliver
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“This being human is a guest house. Every morning is a new arrival. A joy, a depression, a meanness, some momentary awareness comes as an unexpected visitor … Welcome and entertain them all. Treat each guest honorably. The dark thought, the shame, the malice, meet them at the door laughing, and invite them in. Be grateful for whoever comes, because each has been sent as a guide from beyond.” ―Rumi
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“Persephone walks abroad. The crocus have opened their golden throats and the earnest melissas are gathering pollen as an offering to their queen.” ―Beth Weaver-Kreider, a few Februaries ago
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“I am deliberate and afraid of nothing.” ―Audre Lorde
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“Wherever the bird with no feet flew, she found trees with no limbs.” ―Audre Lorde
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“If I didn’t define myself for myself, I would be crunched into other people’s fantasies for me, and eaten alive.” ―Audre Lorde
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“The master’s tools will never dismantle the master’s house.” ―Audre Lorde
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“And we must ask ourselves: Who profits from all this?” ―Audre Lorde
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“Your silence will not protect you.” ―Audre Lorde
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“And suddenly you know: It’s time to start something new and trust the magic of beginnings.” ―Meister Eckhart
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