The third day of the three quote challenge is almost over! My conclusion is that time is going by too quickly. Thanks again to my awesome friend, Ali Isaac, for inviting me to participate, it’s been super fun!
My last quote comes from a person who I could probably quote all day, both because her words move me beyond being able to find any words of my own for a while, and because she inevitably challenges me beyond any point I could remotely map onto the edge of my comfort zone. Pema Chodron gets at the heart of being human, in all its gnarly and profoundly beautiful intricacies, in a way that, without fail, causes me to grow immediately.
So, I had a hard time figuring out which of her quotes to post, but settled on this one because it makes me think of Caoilte every time I read it.
Rejoicing in ordinary things is not sentimental or trite. It actually takes guts. Each time we drop our complaints and allow everyday good fortune to
inspire us, we enter the warrior’s world.
The Places That Scare You: A Guide to Fearlessness in Difficult Times.
To carry on, if she chooses to do so of course, I nominate my lovely blogger friend Helen Jones.
I was nominated by the wonderful wisdom keeper and seanchaí Ali Isaac Ali Isaac to participate in a three day, three quote challenge.
The terms are as follows:
First, you thank the person who’s nominated you.
Then, you post a quote you love.
Finally, on each of the three days you post a different quote, you choose another unsuspecting victim–I mean awesome blogger friend–to carry on.
My first quote comes from author, historian, and activist Rebecca Solnit who I currently still know too little about, a fact I will have to remedy immediately. Though I currently know little about her, her words are transformative. I am not only moved by them, but live them, resonate with them from somewhere beyond knowledge or understanding. Her words speak a truth that is mine, that calls to me in every moment. So, of course, I had to share.
The desire to go home that is a desire to be whole, to know where you are, to be the point of intersection of all the lines drawn through all the stars, to be the constellation-maker and the center of the world, that center called love. To awaken from sleep, to rest from awakening, to tame the animal, to let the soul go wild, to shelter in darkness and blaze with light, to cease to speak and be perfectly understood.
I nominate the enigmatic poet, photographer, and seeker of mysteries, Sue Vincent, Sue Vincent to take up this challenge.