The World Is Too Much With Us
WILLIAM WORDSWORTH
The world is too much with us; late and soon,
Getting and spending, we lay waste our powers;—Little we see in Nature that is ours;
We have given our hearts away, a sordid boon!
This Sea that bares her bosom to the moon;
The winds that will be howling at all hours,
And are up-gathered now like sleeping flowers;
For this, for everything, we are out of tune;
It moves us not. Great God! I’d rather be
A Pagan suckled in a creed outworn;
So might I, standing on this pleasant lea,
Have glimpses that would make me less forlorn;
Have sight of Proteus rising from the sea;Or hear old Triton blow his wreathèd horn.
Attitude and Attention
Buddha
Child
Development
Early in my day...
Full, fast-paced
Intention and Ideas
Just go on drifting...
K
Love
Move into
Open into a space of awareness
Pain is inevitable, suffering is optional ~ Buddha
Space - Awake Space - Sacred Space
Time
Uniquely personal journey
Veracity
Zenith - from Jess' most recent blog
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