Ravishing otherworldly wonders of the cosmos beneath the surface, from the first expedition to prove that life exists in the depths. | Continue reading
“These matters are in the hands of a blind fate whose decrees it is perhaps well that we cannot foresee.” | Continue reading
How the warm rays of hope and healing enter the dark inner chamber of leaden loneliness through the unexpected cracks of kindness. | Continue reading
A timeless song of praise for our belonging with “Earth of the slumbering and liquid trees,” with “night of the large few stars.” | Continue reading
“The creative spirit creates with whatever materials are present. With food, with children, with building blocks, with speech, with thoughts, with pigment, with an umbrella, or a wineglass, o… | Continue reading
“What exists, exists so that it can be lost and become precious.” | Continue reading
From fish with legs to carrot cavalries, an endearing testament to the human life of science. | Continue reading
“From our lonely corner of the cosmos we have used creativity and imagination to shape words and images and structures and sounds to express our longings and frustrations, our confusions and … | Continue reading
“I wanted to convey an emotion I have about the beauty of the world…this feeling about the glories of the universe.” | Continue reading
“Good habits, imperceptibly fixed, are far preferable to the precepts of reason.” | Continue reading
A poetic antidote to despair by way of delight. | Continue reading
“The art of self-culture begins with a deeper awareness … of the marvel of our being alive at all; alive in a world as startling and mysterious, as lovely and horrible, as the one we li… | Continue reading
“Those who love less should be helped out and lavished with more.” | Continue reading
“We can never know what to want, because, living only one life, we can neither compare it with our previous lives nor perfect it in our lives to come… We live everything as it comes, wi… | Continue reading
“One of the hardest things to make a child understand is, that down underneath your feet, if you go far enough, you come to blue sky and stars again; that there really is no ‘down’… | Continue reading
A succulent serenade to the elegant geometry of spiny splendor. | Continue reading
How the ability to call your idea “by various names, borrowed from various languages,” empowers you to conceive that idea “in a way precise, clear and unconfused.” | Continue reading
“We live our lives inscrutably included within the streaming mutual life of the universe.” | Continue reading
“Awakening, I immediately wrote it down on a piece of paper.” | Continue reading
From the sensuous honeysuckle to the humble daisy, a lyrical journey to where nature meets human nature. | Continue reading
“Leave something of sweetness and substance in the mouth of the world.” | Continue reading
On books, bronchitis, and a mother’s “sympathetic exasperation.” | Continue reading
“No speech was ever too short.” | Continue reading
Of turning sorrow into song. | Continue reading
Time-travel to the dawn of modern medical science via the stunning art of a self-taught woman illustrator and botanist. | Continue reading
“Opened to the music, I became first the strings… and then the breeze of sound flowing past as it crossed the lips of the instrument and went out to meet the world, beginning its lonely… | Continue reading
“Our minds are all threaded together… Any live mind today is of the very same stuff as Plato’s & Euripides. It is only a continuation & development of the same thing. It is thi… | Continue reading
Simple, tenderly expressive line drawings unspool a complex, inexpressible universe of feeling. | Continue reading
“What would human life be without forests, those natural cities?” | Continue reading
“Tyrants always fear art because tyrants want to mystify while art tends to clarify. The good artist is a vehicle of truth.” | Continue reading
The quest to capture nature’s vanishing masterpieces, endowed with the delicacy of flowers and the mathematical precision of honeycombs. | Continue reading
“The impression we derive from a book, depends much less upon its real contents, than upon the temper of mind and preparation with which we read it.” | Continue reading
A sensorial serenade to the art of awareness. | Continue reading
In praise of the manual-mental “loop-de-looping we call language.” | Continue reading
“Learn why the world wags and what wags it. That is the only thing which the mind can never exhaust, never alienate, never be tortured by, never fear or distrust, and never dream of regrettin… | Continue reading
“Sometimes it only takes a stranger, in a dark place, to hold out a badly-knitted scarf, to offer a kind word, to say we have the right to be here, to make us warm in the coldest season.R… | Continue reading
From the weeping willow to the oak, a watercolor serenade to the science and poetics of our ancient silent companions. | Continue reading
“The timeless in you is aware of life’s timelessness, and knows… that that which sings and contemplates in you is still dwelling within the bounds of that first moment which scattered t… | Continue reading
“Centering is a verb… an ongoing process… a way of balancing, a spiritual resource in times of conflict, an imagination… an alchemical vessel, a retort, which bears an integ… | Continue reading
“The taste for the abstract sciences in general and, above all, for the mysteries of numbers, is very rare… since the charms of this sublime science in all their beauty reveal themselve… | Continue reading
A splendid song of praise for the elemental truth at the heart of all art, science, and nature. | Continue reading
“The transformation of the heart is a wondrous thing, no matter how you land there.” | Continue reading
Love, poetry, friendship, solitude, and lots of trees. | Continue reading
How many revolutions does the cog of culture make before a new truth about reality catches into gear? | Continue reading
“When you can’t create you can work.” | Continue reading
“If you can fall in love again and again … if you can forgive as well as forget, if you can keep from growing sour, surly, bitter and cynical, man you’ve got it half licked.”… | Continue reading
Exploring the concentric circles of human connection through the lens of our ideal and real selves. | Continue reading
“We are bathing in mystery and confusion on many subjects, and I think that will always be our destiny. The universe will always be much richer than our ability to understand it.” | Continue reading