Thursday, January 6, 2011

Pause

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I said to my soul, be still, and wait without hope
for hope would be hope for the wrong thing; wait without love,
For love would be love of the wrong thing; there is yet faith
But the faith and the love and the hope are all in the waiting.

TS Elliot
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4 comments:

  1. Jamie GoldbergJanuary 13, 2011 at 1:24 PM

    I just noticed that I didn't comment on this post; I meant to as soon as I read it. I was having a particularly sad night when I originally saw and read this one, and the image and the words brought me a lot of comfort. Thank you.

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  2. froogalJanuary 14, 2011 at 8:39 PM

    Thank you Davida.

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  3. La Belette RougeJanuary 24, 2011 at 6:28 PM

    That piece looks like a dream. I love that she is resting on nature and on the right side there are the man made beauties: music, writing and things that we make. Beautiful.
    And I adore that Elliot poem. I am not a big believer in hope. Letting go of hope has been hard but also liberating.

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  4. froogalJanuary 25, 2011 at 9:00 PM

    Yes that thing about hope was so enlightening to me...the Buddhist believe that hope is not the opposite of fear, hopelessness is. I think it is a good concept to embrace.

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