“We are constantly invited to be what we are.”
“You are constantly invited to be what you are.”
“We have invited and continue to invite the Left Socialist-Revolutionaries to share power with us.”
Collected Works, Vol. 26, pp. 304–308.
Collected Works
can strike us as perplexing – and also, perhaps, a little unsettling. On general principle, it is a good idea to challenge ourselves in this way about anything we have come to take for granted; the more habitual, the more valuable this line of inquiry.
Punished by Rewards
The Trouble With Being Born (1973)
The Art of Doing Science and Engineering: Learning to Learn (1991)
2007
Source: [Steven M. Greer, Steven M. Greer and G7 Country announce disclosure of ET http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-7755523912473399345, Recorded Conference, Disclosure Project, Los Angeles, California, 2007-02-11]
As quoted in Claude Debussy: His Life and Works (1933) by Léon Vallas, p. 225
Variant translation: Before the passing sky, in long hours of contemplation of its magnificent and ever-changing beauty, I am seized by an incomparable emotion. The whole expanse of nature is reflected in my own sincere and feeble soul. Around me the branches of trees reach out toward the firmament, here are sweet-scented flowers smiling in the meadow, here the soft earth is carpeted with sweet herbs. … Nature invites its ephemeral and trembling travelers to experience these wonderful and disturbing spectacles — that is what I call prayer.
As quoted in The Life of the Creative Spirit (2001) by H. Charles Romesburg, p. 240
Context: I do not practise religion in accordance with the sacred rites. I have made mysterious Nature my religion. I do not believe that a man is any nearer to God for being clad in priestly garments, nor that one place in a town is better adapted to meditation than another. When I gaze at a sunset sky and spend hours contemplating its marvelous ever-changing beauty, an extraordinary emotion overwhelms me. Nature in all its vastness is truthfully reflected in my sincere though feeble soul. Around me are the trees stretching up their branches to the skies, the perfumed flowers gladdening the meadow, the gentle grass-carpetted earth, … and my hands unconsciously assume an attitude of adoration. … To feel the supreme and moving beauty of the spectacle to which Nature invites her ephemeral guests! … that is what I call prayer.
“there is no reason to constantly attempt to figure everything out.”
Source: The Untethered Soul: The Journey Beyond Yourself
