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You Sweep the Floor

Posted in Rumi with tags , , , , , , , , on November 3, 2017 by Mj Rains

The lord of beauty enters the soul
as a man walks into an orchard
in Spring.
Come into me
that way again!
Light the lamp
in the eye of Joseph. Cure Jacob’s
sadness. Though you never left,
come and sit down here and ask,
“Why are you so confused?”

Like a fresh idea in an artist’s mind,
you fashion things before they come into being.

You sweep the floor like the man
who keeps the doorway.
When you brush
a form clean, it becomes
what it truly is.

~from, You Sweep the Floor, by Rumi

Image: Hugh Dancy

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Les Fleurs du mal

Posted in Poetry at large with tags , , , , , , , , on October 30, 2017 by Mj Rains

les fleurs du mal

Posthumous Remorse

    Ah, when thou shalt slumber, my darkling love,
Beneath a black marble-made statuette,
And when thou’lt have nought for thy house or alcove,
But a cavernous den and a damp oubliette.

When the tomb-stone, oppressing thy timorous breast,
And thy hips drooping sweetly with listless decay,
The pulse and desires of mine heart shall arrest,
And thy feet from pursuing their adventurous way,

Then the grave, that dark friend of my limitless dreams
(For the grave ever readeth the poet aright),
Amid those long nights, which no slumber redeems”?

‘Twill query “What use to thee, incomplete spright
That thou ne’er hast unfathomed the tears of the dead?”
Then the worms will gnaw deep at thy body like Dread.

~The Flowers of Evil, Les Fleurs du mal, by Charles Baudelaire

(…If rape or arson, poison or the knife
Has wove no pleasing patterns in the stuff
Of this drab canvas we accept as life–
It is because we are not bold enough.
~Beaudelaire, To the Reader)

Image: Dark fleur by The Wit Continuum

 

October everywhere…

Posted in Esoteric, October with tags , , , , , , , , , on October 18, 2017 by Mj Rains

He is outside of everything, and alien everywhere. He is an aesthetic solitary.

His beautiful, light imagination is the wing that on the autumn evening just brushes

the dusky window.

~~ Henry James

…a look at love

Posted in Writers with tags , , , , , , , , , on August 14, 2017 by Mj Rains

A look at Marcel Proust’s Remembrance of Things Past, in which the narrator tries to remember everyone he has ever known and things he has done or not done. He takes a look at love, the waiting, the celebration of moments and small pleasures.

Diane Ackerman writes in A Natural History of Love: As an adult, the narrator falls in love with a certain Albertine, a dark-haired, unremarkable-looking girl of the lower middle class (“let us leave pretty women to men devoid of imagination”) whom he adores, and who ultimately decides to leave him. She is fickle and runs off to carouse with both male and female lovers. He tries to entice her back by offering to buy her a Rolls-Royce and a yacht. She agrees, only to be thrown by a horse and killed before she has a chance to return. In much of Remembrance, the narrator obsesses about Albertine with a fascination as disquieting and automatic as a hacking cough. She is the central planet in an unknown solar system. Every object she touches offers a glimpse of a bright new world. 

A new year…

Posted in "Wit"icisms" with tags , , , , , , , , , , , , , on December 31, 2015 by Mj Rains

christmasEvery year around Christmas time I get this surge of inspiration with a new year coming… It is celestially late this time however and is falling completely on today, New Year’s Eve.

We don’t have big party plans (haven’t done that in ages) but we always do a movie (tonight it will be the new Star Wars flick, I may cry I’m such a nerd) and escape for a bit, eat something good, and drink of course! Tonight is no different. Felt my surge of inspiring thought during a tough, yet groovy yoga class this morning (fell apart emotionally during it, which I believe was a good thing) which enlightened my spirit and has left me…hopeful.

May the new year bring you more joy, creativity and inspiration than you thought possible.
My wish for all my dear Wit followers…

A few Wit-ful inspirations for today…

what im wearingWhat I’m wearing…wishes…

_quebec-city-quebec-cr-gettyIf there would be snow…I’d want it to look like this…

winter

paris Ice skating Le Grand-PalaisIce skating in Paris…

paris macronspretty things…

my white world

mala…see the beauty in every crack in the veneer of happiness…love every imperfection in humanity…hold the world’s aching sadness in the center of yourself. ~ Kino MacGregor, The Power of Ashtanga Yoga

yoga works“Luminous beings we are, not this crude matter.” – Yoda

6 Reasons Why Yogis are Jedi Knights

Parisian-Apartment-soft-white-bedroom-with-black-accents-and-potted-tree2A place to love and dream…

new year's cheers

Happy New Year!

 

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