Showing posts with label David Whyte. Show all posts
Showing posts with label David Whyte. Show all posts

Thursday, October 2, 2014

from 5th Stanza of "Intimations of Immortality"

Our birth is but a sleep and a forgetting:
The Soul that rises with us, our life's Star,
Hath had else where its setting,
And cometh from afar:
Not in entire forgetfulness,
And not in utter nakedness,
But trailing clouds of glory do we come
From God, who is our home:
Heaven lies about us in our infancy!
Shades of the prison house begin to close
Upon the growing Boy,
But He beholds the light and whence it flows,
He sees it in his joy;
The Youth, who daily from the East
Must travel, still is nature's priest,
And by the vision splendid,
Is on his way attended.


Genius from William Wordsworth, offered most recently in David Whyte's "The Three Marriages"

Thursday, September 6, 2012

ongoing inspiration from David Whyte



Start close in as david says, the step you shant take
That’s the one
Isn’t it?
That’s the one to take
The one task you dare not confront

As you embark
be not paralyzed from outside your heart
Let other people’s questions wash away
Down into the gutter
Their's shall rain again, their questions, rising up into a cloud, and pummel you once more, but for today
Start close in
Refuse to talk, refuse even to listen to yourself
just embark

Slowly reflect, slowly proclaim as your soul turns to gold, keep this heart slowly thumping, 30 
perhaps 40 bpm

take your time, start close to your heart




influenced by Coleman's Bed and Start Close In, poems by David Whyte and I Will Wait, a new release by Mumford & Sons, and the gulley-washing rain of a Thursday, first among the days in September, 2012

Raise my hands, paint my spirit gold, bow my head, keep my heart slow


Thursday, May 17, 2012

"One Day" by David Whyte from "River Flow"

One day I will
say
the gift I once had has been taken.

The place I have made for myself
belongs to another.
The words I have sung
are being sung by the ones
I would want.

Then I will be ready
for that voice
and the still silence in which it arrives.

And if my faith is good
then we'll meet again
on the road
and we'll be thirsty,
and stop
and laugh
and drink together again

from the deep well of things as they are.

from River Flow, 2007, Many Rivers Press

David's new book, Pilgrim, should be ready soon.
Learn and read more at:  http://www.davidwhyte.com