Inspiration from Wendell Berry
I ran across this quote by Wendell Berry last week on FB and it’s been lingering in my consciousness ever since. I want to share it with you:
“We have lived our lives by the assumption that what was good for us would be good for the world. We have been wrong. We must change our lives so that it will be possible to live by the contrary assumption, that what is good for the world will be good for us. And that requires that we make the effort to know the world and learn what is good for it.” -Wendell Berry
Isn’t that spectacular? And provocative. And hopeful. What does it mean to “know the world and learn what is good for it?” Perhaps we all have our assumptions about what is good for the world, but I love this notion of truly embracing curiosity and cultivating a deeper understanding of what’s good for the world. To some extent, I believe this means learning what is good for the whole---all sentient beings—and acting accordingly. And what a wonderful thing to ponder, “what’s good for the world?” And how can we be of benefit in helping the world heal? . . .. . .I have one possible response: we dance because dance is part of our collective healing journey. We come together. We connect. We move. We open. We get in touch. We feel. We attune.
I’m thrilled to tell you that Stacey has returned to us after her many-week travels in Europe. I wonder what she’s learned about what’s good for the world. . . . . .. certainly, she’ll share with us new music that she’s recently discovered. So looking forward to dancing with you all tomorrow morning!
Here's a bit more Wendell for you (an old favorite that I know I’ve shared before, but these beloved poems, they bring such comfort) . . .. . . . .and an additional poem from John O’Donohue (I couldn’t resist this one as something does feel like a new beginning. . . . .once we get through all this chaos of change). Again, another old favorite. Crazy times call for extra poetry, right?
The Peace of Wild Things
By Wendell Berry
When despair grows in me and I wake in the night at the least sound in fear of what my life and my children's lives may be, I go and lie down where the wood drake rests in his beauty on the water, and the great heron feeds. I come into the peace of wild things who do not tax their lives with forethought of grief. I come into the presence of still water. And I feel above me the day-blind stars waiting for their light. For a time I rest in the grace of the world, and am free.
For a New Beginning
By John O’Donohue
In out-of-the-way places of the heart, Where your thoughts never think to wander, This beginning has been quietly forming, Waiting until you were ready to emerge.
For a long time it has watched your desire, Feeling the emptiness growing inside you, Noticing how you willed yourself on, Still unable to leave what you had outgrown.
It watched you play with the seduction of safety And the gray promises that sameness whispered, Heard the waves of turmoil rise and relent, Wondered would you always live like this.
Then the delight, when your courage kindled, And out you stepped onto new ground, Your eyes young again with energy and dream, A path of plenitude opening before you.
Though your destination is not yet clear You can trust the promise of this opening; Unfurl yourself into the grace of beginning That is at one with your life’s desire.
Awaken your spirit to adventure; Hold nothing back, learn to find ease in risk; Soon you will be home in a new rhythm, For your soul senses the world that awaits you.
With love and reverence,