02 agosto, 2006

You find a flower half-buried in leaves,
And in your eye its very fate resides.
Loving beauty, you caress the bloom;
Soon enough, you'll sweep petals from the floor.

Terrible to love the lovely so,
To count your own years, to say "I'm old,"
To see a flower half-buried in leaves
And come face to face with what you are.

-   Han Shan, 750
    Translated by Peter Stambler

01 agosto, 2006

Partida para outra jornada

Reclaiming Feelings

It is easier in our society to be naked physically that naked psychologically or spiritually - easier to share our body than to share our fantasies, hopes, fears, and aspirations, which are felt to be more personal and the sharing of which is experienced as making us more vunerable.

Rollo May
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