Annie B's eddy

Tuesday, June 23, 2020

more of my art and pure gold from Rumi....and Questions from Rob

"Tafoni Pebble Beach"

Watercolor by Annie B. Siemer

Pescadero, California

1990

TRANSACTIONS WITH BEAUTY
Lovers find secret places
inside this violent world
where they make transactions
with beauty.
Reason says, Nonsense.
I have walked and measured the walls here.
There are no places like that.
Love says, There are.
— Rumi, from "Secret Places,"

*Bridge to the Soul:

Journeys Into the Music and Silence of the Heart* — as rendered by Coleman Barks

Thanks again Rob Brezsny for mining this one

and here more questioning wisdom from Mr. Brezsny:

THE RIGHT BLEND OF PRACTICAL LOVE AND CONSTRUCTIVE ANGER

How do we summon the right blend of practical love and constructive
anger?

How do we refrain from hating the cruel haters even as we fight fiercely
to diminish the hatred and danger they unleash?

How do we cultivate cheerful buoyancy even as we neutralize the bigoted,
autocratic poisons that are on the loose?

How can we be both exuberant lovers of life and wrathful
insurrectionaries?

How can we stay in a good yet unruly mood as we overthrow the mass
hallucination that is mistakenly called "reality"?

In the face of the peril, how do we generate beauty and truth and justice
and love? How do we keep our imaginations wild and free?

Can our struggle also be a form of play?

www.realastrology.com

My Neighbor Tree....and a quote from one of my all time favorite Naturalists

"We are rooted to the air through our lungs

and to the soil through our stomachs.

We are walking trees

and floating plants".

John Burroughs

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Burroughs

Monday, June 22, 2020

Wisdom from Anne Morrow Lindberg.....whose Birthday is/was Today!

“When you love someone, you do not love them all the time, in exactly the same way, from moment to moment. It is an impossibility. It is even a lie to pretend to. And yet this is exactly what most of us demand. We have so little faith in the ebb and flow of life, of love, of relationships. We leap at the flow of the tide and resist in terror its ebb. We are afraid it will never return. We insist on permanency, on duration, on continuity; when the only continuity possible, in life as in love, is in growth, in fluidity - in freedom, in the sense that the dancers are free, barely touching as they pass, but partners in the same pattern.

The only real security is not in owning or possessing, not in demanding or expecting, not in hoping, even. Security in a relationship lies neither in looking back to what was in nostalgia, nor forward to what it might be in dread or anticipation, but living in the present relationship and accepting it as it is now. Relationships must be like islands, one must accept them for what they are here and now, within their limits - islands, surrounded and interrupted by the sea, and continually visited and abandoned by the tides.”
― Anne Morrow Lindbergh, Gift from the Sea

https://allfamous.org/people/anne-morrow-lindbergh-19060622.html