By Reginald Ray — 2003
Like many Westerners, I always assumed that meditation was a “spiritual” phenomenon, which I took to mean that it somehow had to do with realms beyond the physical.
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Any patch of sunlight in a wood will show you something about the sun which you could never get from reading books on astronomy. These pure and spontaneous pleasures are ‘patches of Godlight’ in the woods of our experience.
Isn’t it funny how day by day nothing changes, but when you look back everything is different?
The value of myth is that it takes all the things you know and restores to them the rich significance which has been hidden by the veil of familiarity.
We are what we believe we are!
I thought I could describe a state; make a map of sorrow. Sorrow, however, turns out to be not a state but a process.
No great wisdom can be reached without sacrifice.
There is a kind of happiness and wonder that makes you serious. It is too good to waste on jokes.
Experience: that most brutal of teachers. But you learn, my God do you learn.
We live, in fact, in a world starved for solitude, silence, and private: and therefore starved for meditation and true friendship.