“O God, give me light in my heart and light in my tongue and light in my hearing and light in my sight and light in my feeling and light in all my body and light before me and light behind me. Give me, I pray, light on my right hand and light on my left and light above me and light beneath me. O Lord, increase light within me and give me light and illuminate me.”
Ascribed to the Prophet Muhammad, quoted in Fragments of Holiness for Daily Reflection
“At this time of year it sometimes feels as though winter still grips the land and the weather may be fierce. But if we seek them out, there are signs of new life stirring all around, even beneath deep snow. New shoots will be beginning to show in many plants, and for those of us out early, the dawn chorus of birdsong will be growing noticeably louder and last longer as the days visibly lengthen. Catkins, the flowers of the hazel, appear by mid February, and are followed by those of the willow…
Try to take some time out in nature during Imbolc and you’ll be amazed at what you find, even in a city park. Breathing slow and easy, try to be as present as you can to the simple act of walking, one foot after another, the earth beneath your feet and the sky above you. If the winter has felt long and tiresome, or if you feel seasonally affected by the lack of sunlight, take these moments as a gentle meditative exercise to encourage you, day by day. We all have times when winter reflects darkness or depression within our lives and these first stirrings are nature’s gentle medicine for easing our recovery, as well as adding some extra magic to our understanding of the seasonal wheel.
Even for those of us in a positive state of mind, there is something so beautiful about the quality of light on these early days of the year, and the quiet way life returns to even the bleakest landscape, that can support and nurture us, coaxing us gently into alignment with nature’s rhythm to find a more relaxed, present and reflective state.”
To the Pine Tree, translation from Anishinaabemowin
“on first seeing it on returning from Europe The pine! the pine! I eager cried, The pine, my father! see it stand, As first that cherished tree I spied, Returning to my native land. The pine! the pine! oh lovely scene! The pine, that is forever green. Ah beauteous tree! ah happy sight! That greets me on my native strand And hails me, with a friend’s delight, To my own dear bright mother land Oh ‘tis to me a heart-sweet scene, The pine—the pine! that’s ever green. Not all the trees of England bright, Not Erin’s lawns of green and light Are half so sweet to memory’s eye, As this dear type of northern sky Oh ‘tis to me a heart-sweet scene, The pine—the pine! that ever green.”
Jane Johnston Schoolcraft / Bamewawagezhikaquay (1800 – 1842), Owijbe-American poet, born on this day
“We but mirror the world. All the tendencies present in the outer world are to be found in the world of our body. If we could change ourselves, the tendencies in the world would also change.”
“People tend to misunderstand solitude and sometimes it is seen as being selfish—but it is not. It’s not being socially awkward, not being anti-social, not being entirely withdrawn and not being lonely or sad. Solitude is something more than these misconceptions and if you feel like being away from the crowd, go, take steps away, take time and find rest among nature and yourself. It’s true when they say, solitude will fill you more than it will empty you.”
International Day of Commemoration in Memory of the Victims of the Holocaust
“I really see no other solution than to turn inward and root out all the hardness there. I no longer believe we can change anything in the world until we change ourselves. That seems to be the only lesson to be learned.”
“Climate change is not just another issue. It is the issue that, unchecked, will swamp all other issues. The only hope lies in all the countries of the world coming together around a common global project to rewire the world with clean energy. This is a path to peace – peace among people, and peace between people and nature.”
“For ourselves, who are ordinary men and women, let us return thanks to Nature for her bounty by using every one of the senses she has given us; vary our state as much as possible; turn now this side, now that, to the warmth, and relish to the full before the sun goes down the kisses of youth and the echoes of a beautiful voice singing Catullus. Every season is likeable, and wet days and fine, red wine and white, company and solitude. Even sleep, that deplorable curtailment of the joy of life, can be full of dreams; and the most common actions—a walk, a talk, solitude in one’s own orchard—can be enhanced and lit up by the association of the mind. Beauty is everywhere, and beauty is only two finger’s-breadth from goodness.”
From Montaigne by Virginia Woolf (1882 – 1941), writer, born on this day
“It was part of her discernment to be aware that life is the only real counselor, that wisdom unfiltered through personal experience does not become a part of the moral tissues.”
From Sanctuary by Edith Wharton (1862 – 1937), novelist, born on this day