Tuesday, 20 January 2009

Search, change, grow.

Hope: so easily destroyed, and yet it is the engine of all creation.

Believing in the capability of change is the prerequisite for effecting it.

Too many directions? How many lives do you wish to lead?

Try. Change. Try. Why not. With each change and each you, you see a new world.

"The Tao gives birth to One. One gives birth to yin and yang. Yin and yang give birth to all things... The complete whole is the complete whole. So also is any part the complete whole... But forget about understanding and harmonising and making all things one. The universe is already a harmonious oneness; just realize it."
- Lao Tzu, from the Hua Hu Ching.

I guess I try to hard. I'm also my own most savage and harsh critic. Perhaps my Yin was always in the Search? Perhaps it was never lost at all. Perhaps the braver thing was and is to refuse to settle until you find the correct path.

Or perhaps, by settling, you find the correct path comes to you.

Perhaps the correct path is always the one you're on already: you just can't yet see the broader context.

It would be heartening to think that as externally unstructured as the last few years have been, that an internal reorganisation has been occurring, and that, when a critical mass has been reached, it will manifest itself in the correct way in my external life.

We all become guilty of labouring under fixed and usually wrong impressions of ourself. Have to courage to destroy them.

And if you're very lucky, you might even have someone there to help you do it. And what better definition of love, than to say, to remove that which is not?

And could it be that there is nothing more lovable than someone who continually strives to change by growing? Change is life. Death is stasis.

And yes, blog readers, do you detect something new? A slight, faint glimpse of optimism?

Possibly indeed.

I didn't use to be so heavy of heart in the past. Perhaps a lightening of heart will see joy furtively returning, as a bird tentatively returns to the garden after getting disturbed from its reverie by a clumsy neighbour.

:-)

4 comments:

vesperinlimbo said...

I do indeed detect a change! Awesome!

May your path be incredible.

Indyeah said...

Yes,as Vesper says there is a most definite change..:)
Reading the post makes me happy and hopeful..:)and the quotes added say a lot too..:)
All the very best!

Tutta Rolf said...

Thank you!

That morning i had Ruschka, a delicious blend from Mariage Frères...

Aren O. Týr said...

Thank you Tutta, you have just opened my eyes to another avenue of fine tea!

Being typically English, I had rather assumed that the French, being renowned for their coffee tradition, did not have much of a tea culture in particular... "French tea" is not something that tends to get mentioned in much literature around tea.

Of course, I should have known better: for given the French nation's extreme gastronomic expertise, how could they not turn their attention to the true king of drinks, namely tea?

Looking at the Mariage Frères website, I do indeed see some exceptional and obviously very superior tea and teaware...


"Thé Blanc Sacré" is one step too far for my wallet even for someone as utterly obsessed with tea as myself. At nearly 70 Euros for what is effectively four cups of tea (although you would get multiple infusions, I suppose) from these highly superior white tips, that is astonishingly expensive! A celebratory and showcase tea, I suppose...

I've never come across a website with so many SFTGFOP1 grade teas. Savagely expensive, but if you want the best of the best...

Oh, it is a website that really, well, is tea porn for me... :-)

So is your splendid 19th century style tea cup and saucer in your picture from there, too?