How shall you find the secret of death unless you seek it in the heart of life?
If you would indeed behold the spirit of death, open your heart wide unto the body of life. For life and death are one, even as the river and the sea are one.
For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun? And what is it to cease breathing, but to free its restless tides, that it may rise and expand and seek God unencumbered?
Only when you reach the river of silence shall you indeed sing.
And when you have reached the top of the mountain, then you shall begin to climb.
-Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet
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If you would indeed behold the spirit of death, open your heart wide unto the body of life. For life and death are one, even as the river and the sea are one.
For what is it to die but to stand naked in the wind and to melt into the sun? And what is it to cease breathing, but to free its restless tides, that it may rise and expand and seek God unencumbered?
Only when you reach the river of silence shall you indeed sing.
And when you have reached the top of the mountain, then you shall begin to climb.
-Kahlil Gibran, The Prophet
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I'm not obsessing with death or anything, just with the idea that everything in life has its opposite. This came from the theme of the yoga class I took at YogaTree a week ago. That "it takes great strength to be gentle." That it's hard work to be easy with yourself.
In yoga, you do your triangle pose... and then you revolve it. You reach the other side of that stretch. The dark with the light. The yin to the yang.
Where's the balancing point? Find yourself in the middle. Keep it there.
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