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For Tuesday, October 17, 2017:

 

… That is beautiful which is produced by the inner need, which springs from the soul.

Wassily Kandinsky, CONCERNING THE SPIRITUAL IN ART (1910)

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For Friday, October 13, 2017:

 

Solitude does not necessarily mean living apart from others; rather, it means never living apart from one’s self. It is not about the absence of other people-it is about being fully present to ourselves, whether or not we are with others. Community does not necessarily mean living face-to-face with others; rather, it means never losing the awareness that we are connected to each other. It is not about the presence of other people-it is about being fully open to the reality of relationship, whether or not we are alone.

Parker Palmer, A HIDDEN WHOLENESS: THE JOURNEY TOWARD AN UNDIVIDED LIFE

 

 

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For Tuesday, October 10, 2017:

 

A mysterious quickening inhabits the depths of any good poem—protean, elusive, alive in its own right…. We feel something stir, shiver, swim its way into the world when a good poem opens its eyes. Poetry’s work is not simply the recording of inner or outer perception; it makes by words and music new possibilities of perceiving…. The eyes and ears must learn to abandon the habits of useful serving and take up instead a participatory delight in their own ends. A work of art is not a piece of fruit lifted from a tree branch: it is a ripening collaboration of artist, receiver, and world.

Jane Hirshfield, TEN WINDOWS: HOW GREAT POEMS TRANSFORM THE WORLD

 

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For Saturday, October 7, 2017 (with apologies for being a day late):

 

… To be nobody-but-yourself – in a world which is doing its best, night and day, to make you everybody else – means to fight the hardest battle which any human being can fight; and never stop fighting.

… It takes courage to grow up and become who really are.

E. E. Cummings

 

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For Friday, September 29, 2017:

 

You have to surrender to your mediocrity, and just write.  Because it’s hard, really hard, to write even a crappy book.  But it’s better to write a book that kind of sucks rather than no book at all, as you wait around to magically become Faulkner.  No one is going to write your book for you and you can’t write anybody’s book but your own.

Cheryl Strayed

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For Friday, September 22, 2017:

 

The secret of seeing is, then, the pearl of great price. If I thought he could teach me to find it and keep it forever I would stagger barefoot across a hundred deserts after any lunatic at all. But although the pearl may be found, it may not be sought. The literature of illumination reveals this above all: although it comes to those who wait for it, it is always, even to the most practiced and adept, a gift and a total surprise… I cannot cause light; the most I can do is try to put myself in the path of its beam. It is possible, in deep space, to sail on solar wind. Light, be it particle or wave, has force: you rig a giant sail and go. The secret of seeing is to sail on solar wind. Hone and spread your spirit till you yourself are a sail, whetted, translucent, broadside to the merest puff.

Annie Dillard, PILGRIM AT TINKER’S CREEK

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For Tuesday, September 19, 2017:

 

 

Art is a special revelation of the higher powers of the human soul. There is in the contemplation of it an unconscious comparison constantly going on in the mind, of the pure forms of beauty and excellence, which are without to those which are within, and native to the human heart. It is a process of soul-awakening self-revelation, a species of new birth, for a new life springs up in the soul with every newly discovered agency, by which the soul is brought into a more intimate knowledge of its own Divine powers and perfections, and is lifted to a higher level of wisdom, goodness, and joy.

Frederick Douglass