MEEK

       Most of us think of meekness in a negative way. We think a meek person is somehow also a weak and timid person – someone who is easily buffeted by the forces of the material world. In fact, our world tends to venerate the opposite of meekness – qualities like physical prowess and intellectual cleverness. We tend to admire the aggressive person more than the tender and gentle one. And yet, when we look at the natural world, we see something different. In nature, it seems that the placid, laid-back, and yielding things have the greatest power. There is nothing softer than the water of the ocean, and yet it can hold ships of enormous weight, and, when it is storming, can overwhelm any material thing in its path. The waters of the ocean yield easily when we dip our hand into it, and yet their tides are strong enough to destroy whole towns. In similar fashion, wind is both one of the gentlest and one of the most formidable forces in nature. If we hold our hand up, the wind passes smoothly by it, and our hand feels only its softest touch. Yet, this same wind can topple trees and rip rooftops off houses. Today, I want to meditate on these truths, and hold in mind that true power resides in true meekness. I don’t need to be aggressive and pushy today, because I am part of the infinite power of the Universe, a power with the same kind of gentle strength as the ocean. Like the wind, I can exhibit the power of ease and peacefulness, passing among the events of the day with both unassailable power and compliant mildness. 

GENTLENESS

WORDS LIKE LIGHT 

Thursday, July 21, 2022

         There are many kinds of power, but to me the power of gentleness is the greatest. For example, consider the strong gentleness of a river. Water is one of the softest of all material things, and yet it can move trees and houses when it floods in the spring. This gentle substance that washes your dishes can effortlessly wash away an entire town in flood season. Then there is the persistent power of even the softest breeze. A cool breeze in the summer can cool the lives and nerves of an entire town in a matter of minutes. One minute you’re sweating and frustrated, and the next minute you’re relishing your life as a tender breeze rustles your hair. Finally, the strongest, bravest, and most admirable people I have ever known were also the gentlest. These are people who know that the most important battles are won only by powerful and authoritative gentleness. Like rivers, these people flow along softly with enormous power. Like the breezes of summer, they change our lives with their sturdy, relentless gentleness.

A SOFT TOUCH
(about Shay M., 91, Blessings, CT, USA)

Shay's become a soft touch in his elder years. 
He softly touches problems
and they easily dwindle away,
and fears always fall victim 
to his easy-going touch.  
He lightly strokes his worries
as if they're his friends.
and they slowly fade off with smiles. 
If he smoothly rubs a sorrow,
 it whispers its wisdom to him,
and sometimes stays for weeks 
as his special instructor. 
At the gentle age of 91, 
Shay's spoken words have a soothing touch,
as if you could stroll with them 
and softly toss away your worries.   


Below, two happy riders on the Kingston Rail Trail yesterday …

WORDS LIKE LIGHT 

Thursday, October 28, 2021

GENTLE

         When it comes to falling, cats apparently understand the principle of taking what is known as ‘the gentle way’, and I’m hoping to learn more about that approach to life in these elder years of mine.  For most of my life, I’ve taken what I would call ‘the harsh way’, a path that uses bravado and hard-heartedness to basically beat up on life so it does what I want it to do. The gentle way, as I understand it, employs kindness and consideration when faced with obstacles, and thus helps a person slide around or through the obstacles, sometimes revealing that an obstacle is actually an asset.  

From what I have read, cats use this gentle way in dealing with falls. When a cat starts falling, it doesn’t resist the fall, doesn’t stiffen and start fighting the situation, but actually loosens and even assists the fall, just easily floating with whatever is happening, which somehow prevents the fall from being harmful. It’s as if a cat says to a fall, ‘Come on, fall, let’s see how much fun we can have together’, and the fall becomes almost an amusement. 

         I’d like to be more like cats. I’d like to ‘let go’ more often, just freely ‘fall’ and gently allow problems to present their solutions to me.    

A SOFT TOUCH
(about Shay M., 91, Blessings, CT, USA)

Shay's become a soft touch in his elder years. 
He softly touches problems
and they easily dwindle away,
and fears always fall victim 
to his easy-going touch.  
He lightly strokes his worries
as if they're his friends.
and they slowly fade off with smiles. 
If he smoothly rubs a sorrow,
 it whispers its wisdom to him,
and sometimes stays for weeks 
as his special instructor. 
At the gentle age of 91, 
Shay's spoken words have a soothing touch,
as if you could stroll with them 
and softly toss away your worries.   

Here are our Halloween pumpkins for this year, Delycia’s on the left …

… and some scenes from our sunrise walk on River Road this morning …