Home coming

We’ve been traveling recently. I found this prayer/poem/blessing which sort of makes sense of why we wonder about wandering, and why we welcome home coming.

Please bring strange things.

Please come bringing new things.

Let very old things come into your hands.

Let what you do not know come into your eyes.

Let desert sand harden your feet.

Let the arch of your feet be the mountains.

Let the paths of your fingerprints be your maps

and the ways you go be the lines on your palms.

Let there be deep snow in your inbreathing

and your outbreath be the shining of ice.

May your mouth contain the shapes of strange words.

May you smell food cooking you have not eaten.

May the spring of a foreign river be your navel.

May your soul be at home where there are no houses.

Walk carefully, well loved one,

Walk mindfully, well loved one,

Walk fearlessly, well loved one.

Return with us, return to us,

Be always coming home

Ursula K. Le Guin

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Now playing: Carlos Gardel – Por Una Cabeza
via FoxyTunes

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Best leaders

Go to the people

live with them

learn from them

love them

Start with what

they know,

build with what they have…

But with the best leaders

when the work is done, the task accomplished

the people will say….

‘We have done this ourselves.’

Lao Tsu 700BC

Put up at the end of a community development event today.

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Now playing: Peter Gabriel – Book of Love
via FoxyTunes

Rules for happiness

Rule No 1: Don’t sweat the small stuff

Rule No 2: All stuff is small stuff