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Fernando Pessoa

Poetic Outlaws Yesterday at 06-59 · Shared with Public In order to understand, I destroyed myself

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“Through these deliberately unconnected impressions I am the indifferent narrator of my autobiography without events, of my history without a life. These are my Confessions and if I say nothing in them it’s because I have nothing to say.”

And then,
“In order to understand,
I destroyed myself.”

He came to us and he left us as he intended, in the disquiet of something that both was and was not. A history without a life. He would not have caught our attention and yet today he is admired and celebrated for his words. Words that take us beyond ourselves and into the Mystery. Fernando Pessoa, A Little Larger Than the Entire Universe.

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Into The Abyss

“One thing that comes out in myths, for example, is that at the bottom of the abyss comes the voice of salvation. The black moment is the moment when the real message of transformation is going to come. At the darkest moment comes the light.”

~Joseph Campbell, The Power of Myth

Quote via @SophiaCycles1

Sounds simple, but it isn’t. It seems at every juncture along our paths, we have a tendency to want to stay put. Stop. Not just that, but the going gets rough, plodding, overwhelming. Into the black and the muck and the mire, so much at that dark Awful that insanity is just a breath away. Think of our pal Fritz who couldn’t make it out, and if anyone should have it’s he. Myths are easy. Living them is another matter.

It’s all through the tunnel—the Birth Canal, the Bardo, the Nightmare. It occurs to me then that we might distrust this deathbed seeing of the light, for everything says the Darkness comes first. Even the story of The Christ and his travels, didn’t he do a stopover in Hell before returning? Any way you look at it, it’s not easy. Let’s hope the prize is worth it.

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Happy Birthdays

Nathaniel Hawthorne was BTD in 1804

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It is interesting to note that Mark Twain was not only born on July 4, but also died on July 4.

And, the most fascinating of all is that Haley’s Comet, the periodic comet that returns to Earth’s vicinity about every 75 years, give or take a bit due to the gravitational pull of the planets it passes, also passed by. At both the birth and death of Mark Twain (Samuel Langhorne Clemens) Haley’s Comet made an appearance. Of further note, it was just as Twain predicted.

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Time & Change

Posted by  Psyche’s Call with Donna May

“Everything grows old,
all beauty fades,
all heat cools,
all brightness dims,
and every truth becomes stale and trite.
For all these things have taken on shape,
and all shapes are worn thin by the working of time;
they age, sicken, crumble to dust —
unless they change.”
— C.G. Jung

And here we are again, peering as we do at the cost of time, the changes we meet, the deaths we mourn. So vain in our self-centered views we easily forget that we can hold on to nothing. Change calls out, “Ready or Not! Here I Come!” And that, as always, is the way things are.

 

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A Woman In Colorado

“A woman may crave to be near water, or be belly down, her face in the earth, smelling the wild smell. She might have to drive into the wind. She may have to plant something, pull things out of the ground or put them into the ground. She may have to knead and bake, rapt in dough up to her elbows. She may have to trek into the hills, leaping from rock to rock trying out her voice against the mountain. She may need hours of starry nights where the stars are like face powder spilt on a black marble floor. She may feel she will die if she doesn’t dance naked in a thunderstorm, sit in perfect silence, return home ink-stained, paint-stained, tear-stained, moon-stained.”

Clarissa Pinkola Estes – Women Who Run With Wolves

Kristin Horni‎When We All Lived In The Forest (the group) 12 hrs · Colorado 💜

Kristin Horni‎When We All Lived In The Forest (the group) Colorado 💜

This certainly looks like the top of the Manitou Incline in Manitou, Colorado where I used to live. I so loved it there. And there were many clear nights of skywatching, days of hiking. Dogs ran free, time was easy.