art amid all

Come said the muse,
sing me a song no poet has yet chanted,
Sing me the universal.

In this broad earth of ours,
Amid the measureless grossness and the slag,
Enclosed and safe within its central heart,
Nestles the seed of perfection.

By every life a share or more or less,
None born but it is born, conceal’d or unconceal’d the seed is.

Walt Whitman

In the cold, damp shelter of our primitive ancestors, lit only by the flickering of a campfire, at day’s end there was a time for recollection and stillness that would help to fuel the next day’s events.  Since the beginning of human history, the still point has served as the birthplace of all our activity.  Virtually every creature on this great earth practices the backward step of quieting down and entering this still point.  Birds, beasts, bugs, and fish all seem to find time in their daily existence to relax and recreate – to bring forth the flower from what Whitman called “the seed of perfection.”

John Daido Loori – Editor’s Preface
The Art of Just Sitting

5 thoughts on “art amid all

  1. Happy Canada Day! In my travels around Seattle today I saw quite a few Canadian flags on display. I suspect tht many of us wish (not so secretly) that we were Canadian!

    Thanks for a week of wonderful posts!

    • Thanks, Barry! (Just spotted this comment…) Well, there are many Canadians who wish some of you bright and strong-hearted folk on the other shores would become Canadian! 😉

      So far, it’s been a beautiful weekend – sunshine and acceptably hot that much gardening got done. We decided to take the Fourth off as well so will celebrate with all of you down there!

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