… a kind of prayer ~ Thomas Merton

'In the silence, everything begins to connect':

“I putter about the hermitage, make the bed, wash the breakfast dishes, sweep the porch; and something begins to order itself inside me as I order my external world. The ordering and puttering become a kind of prayer, a way of attending to the human which is a way of attending to the divine, charged as we are and the world is with the presence of God.” “One cannot pray and meditate unendingly. There is a rhythm to life lived anywhere that calms the heart …”

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when the shoe fits… Chuang Tzu

presented for your contemplation…


Ch’ui the draftsman
Could draw more perfect circles freehand
Than with a compass.

His fingers brought forth
Spontaneous forms from nowhere. His mind
Was meanwhile free and without concern
With what he was doing.

No application was needed
His mind was perfectly simple
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