Thought for the day, Sunday 25th February

“It’s being here now that’s important… Time is a very misleading thing. All there is ever, is the now. We can gain experience from the past, but we can’t relive it; and we can hope for the future, but we don’t know if there is one… the only thing we ever experience is the now… Heaven and hell is right now. … You make it heaven or you make it hell by your actions.”

George Harrison (1943 – 2001), born on this day

Thought for the day, Friday 23rd February

“The truth is, I do indulge myself a little the more in pleasure, knowing that this is the proper age of my life to do it; and, out of my observation that most men that do thrive in the world do forget to take pleasure during the time that they are getting their estate, but reserve that till they have got one, and then it is too late for them to enjoy it.”

Samuel Pepys (1633 – 1703), born on this day

Thought for the day, Wednesday 21st February

“The cauldron of Annwfn, the Welsh Underworld, was guarded, warmed, and inspired by the nine sisters of the cauldron – the primal inspirers of the Celtic world. The ninefold sisters were understood to take the threefold thread of each life and amplify it till its full potential was realized. They were seen as the Gifting Mothers by the Celtic world, and later as the faery godmothers of medieval tradition. Actual sisterhoods of priestesses played an important part in the sacred and inspirational guidance of the ancient Celtic world. The sacred flame within the enclosure of St. Brigit was tended by nineteen sisters – two shifts of nine nuns and their abbess.

The relationship between ourselves and our various inspirers is complex and subtle. We rely on the teachers and inspirational people of many ages whose craft we follow; the practitioners of our own life-skills who preceded us; the places, animals, plants, trees, and land features that have become central to our symbolic and metaphorical understanding of our vocation; the music, books, art, and skills that feed our soul; the stories, songs, texts, and teachings by which we live our lives. All of these come together to heat the brew of our cauldron of life. Our inspirers pull upon the thread of our soul’s circuit to remind us where our vocational duty lies.”

From The Celtic Spirit: Daily Meditations for the Turning Year by Caitlin Matthews

Thought for the day, Tuesday 20th February

WORLD DAY OF SOCIAL JUSTICE

“I’ve learned that I must find positive outlets for anger or it will destroy me. There is a certain anger: it reaches such intensity that to express it fully would require homicidal rage–self destructive, destroy the world rage–and its flame burns because the world is so unjust. I have to try to find a way to channel that anger to the positive, and the highest positive is forgiveness…

Forgiveness works two ways, in most instances. People have to forgive themselves too. The powerful have to forgive themselves for their behavior. That should be a sacred process.”

Sidney Poitier (1927 – 2022), born on this day

Thought for the day, Monday 19th February

“Endeavour to seek the truth in all things, to the extent permitted to human reason by God…

To know the mighty works of God, to comprehend His wisdom and majesty and power; to appreciate, in degree, the wonderful workings of His laws, surely all this must be a pleasing and acceptable mode of worship to the Most High, to whom ignorance cannot be more grateful than knowledge.”

Nicolaus Copernicus (1473 – 1543), born on this day

Thought for the day, Friday 16th February

“As the stores close, a winter light
opens air to iris blue,
glint of frost through the smoke
grains of mica, salt of the sidewalk.
As the buildings close, released autonomous
feet pattern the streets
in hurry and stroll; balloon heads
drift and dive above them; the bodies
aren’t really there.
As the lights brighten, as the sky darkens,
a woman with crooked heels says to another woman
while they step along at a fair pace,
“You know, I’m telling you, what I love best
is life. I love life! Even if I ever get
to be old and wheezy—or limp! You know?
Limping along?—I’d still … ” Out of hearing.
To the multiple disordered tones
of gears changing, a dance
to the compass points, out, four-way river.
Prospect of sky
wedged into avenues, left at the ends of streets,
west sky, east sky: more life tonight! A range
of open time at winter’s outskirts.

February Evening in New York by Denise Levertov (1923 – 1997)