wordsmithy Posted April 9, 2013 Report Share Posted April 9, 2013 “Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here.“ - Max Ehrmann, Desiderata (Was unusually moved by these words and wanted to share them, not sure if anyone has seen this quote before?) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bena.baby Posted April 9, 2013 Report Share Posted April 9, 2013 It's a nice quote and one that I need to keep in my mind. I have some similar stuff that I try to remember, but it slips away so much and I end up hating myself again. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
mr potato Posted June 5, 2013 Report Share Posted June 5, 2013 Its a lovely quote, and it is completely true. While technology advances we would be well to remember our place in nature. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mentaldesign Posted June 8, 2013 Report Share Posted June 8, 2013 It is nice to remember we are and were children, no more, no less. Inclined to exist as the trees and the stars with the same right of being allowed to exist, imperfectly. x Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Pye Dog Posted September 20, 2013 Report Share Posted September 20, 2013 Someone else quoted another lovely part of that poem to me recently and I've been meaning to look it up. On the subject of deserving to be I wanted to share US poet Mary Oliver's Wild Geese which moved me to tears when I first heard it. I hope it's ok to post published poetry on here? Wild Geese You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves. Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine. Meanwhile the world goes on. Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain are moving across the landscapes, over the prairies and the deep trees, the mountains and the rivers. Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air, are heading home again. Whoever you are, no matter how lonely, the world offers itself to your imagination, calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting - over and over announcing your place in the family of things. Mary Oliver Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
wordsmithy Posted September 21, 2013 Author Report Share Posted September 21, 2013 Someone else quoted another lovely part of that poem to me recently and I've been meaning to look it up. On the subject of deserving to be I wanted to share US poet Mary Oliver's Wild Geese which moved me to tears when I first heard it. I hope it's ok to post published poetry on here? Wild Geese You do not have to be good. You do not have to walk on your knees for a hundred miles through the desert, repenting. You only have to let the soft animal of your body love what it loves. Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine. Meanwhile the world goes on. Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain are moving across the landscapes, over the prairies and the deep trees, the mountains and the rivers. Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air, are heading home again. Whoever you are, no matter how lonely, the world offers itself to your imagination, calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting - over and over announcing your place in the family of things. Mary Oliver Brilliant Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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