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December 31

Daily Wisdom

Daily Inspiration

Life of Significant Soil; Meaning of Life; Overcoming; Social Justice; Wisdom

Freelance Monkette

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“Men’s curiosity searches past and future/ And clings to that dimension. But to apprehend/ The point of intersection of the timeless/ With time, is an occupation for the saint - / No occupation either, but something given/ And taken, in a lifetime’s death in love,/ Ardor and selflessness and self-surrender./ For most of us, there is only the unintended/ Moment, the moment in and out of time./ The distraction fit, lost in a shaft of sunlight,/ The wild thyme unseen, or the winter lightening,/ Or the waterfall, or music heard so deeply/ That it is not heard at all, but you are the music/ While the music lasts. These are only hints and guesses,/ Hints followed by guesses, and the rest/ Is prayer, observance, discipline, thought and action./ The hint half-guessed, the gift half understood is Incarnation./ Here the impossible Union/ Of spheres of existence is actual,/ Here the past and future/ Are conquered and reconciled,/ Where action were otherwise movement/ Of that which is only moved/ And has in it no source of movement - / Driven by daemonic, chthonic/ Powers. And right action is freedom/ From past and future also/ Never here to be realized;/ Who are only undefeated/ Because we have gone on trying;/ We, content at last/ If our temporal reversion nourish/(Not too far from the yew tree)/The life of significant soil.”

                                                   T.S. Eliot

                                                            “Dry Salvages”

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