Category Archives: Kindheartedness

D. Elton Trueblood

from The Life We Prize (1951)
by D. Elton Trueblood

A man has made at least a start on discovering the meaning of human life when he plants shade trees under which he knows full well he will never sit.

Leave a comment

Filed under Kindheartedness, Quotes

Ephphatha (Ἐφφαθά)

And looking up to heaven, he sighed and said to him, “Ephphatha,” which is ‘be opened’.
Mark 7:34

Leave a comment

Filed under Kindheartedness, Praxis, Quotes

Bertolt Brecht

The Mask Of Evil
by Bertolt Brecht

On my wall hangs a Japanese carving,
The mask of an evil demon, lacquered in gold.
I see with sympathy
The swollen veins on his brow, showing
How exhausting it is to be evil.

Leave a comment

Filed under Kindheartedness, Poems

Tenzin Gyatso, 14th Dalai Lama

We can think of honesty and dishonesty in terms of the relationship between appearance and reality. Sometimes these synchronize, often they do not; but when they do, that is honesty, as I understand it. So we are honest when our actions are what they seem to be. When we pretend to be one thing but in reality we are something else, suspicion develops in others, causing fear. And fear is something we all wish to avoid.
Facebook, October 6, 2010

Sometimes, when we are discouraged by a difficult situation, anger does seem helpful, appearing to bring more energy, confidence and determination. And while it is true that anger brings extra energy, it eclipses the best part of our brain: its rationality. So the energy of anger is almost always unreliable. It can cause an immense amount of destructive, unfortunate behavior.
Facebook, October 11, 2010

If you have peace of mind, when you meet with problems and difficulties they won’t disturb your inner peace. You’ll be able to employ your human intelligence more effectively. But, if your mental state is disturbed, full of emotion, it is very difficult to cope with problems, because the mind that is full of emotion is biased, unable to see reality. So whatever you do will be unrealistic and naturally fail.
Facebook, November 23, 2010

Too much of a self-centered attitude creates mistrust and suspicion in others, which can in turn lead to fear. But if you have more of an open mind, and you cultivate a sense of concern for others’ well-being, then, no matter what others’ attitudes are, you can keep your inner peace.
Facebook, December 4, 2010

Leave a comment

Filed under Kindheartedness, Quotes, Sureness

Charles Simic

The Toad
by Charles Simic

[…]
God never made a day as beautiful as today,
A neighbor was saying.
I sat in the shade after she left
Mulling that one over,
When a toad hopped out of the grass
And finding me harmless,
Hopped over my foot on his way to the pond.

Leave a comment

Filed under Bagatelle, Kindheartedness, Poems

Chad Gifford

Teach me things.
What kind of things?
The things you know.

Leave a comment

Filed under Kindheartedness, Quotes

Robert Burns

To A Mouse, On Turning Her Up In Her Nest, with The Plough (1785)
by Robert Burns

Wee, sleekit, cow’rin, tim’rous beastie,
O, what a panic’s in thy breastie!
Thou need na start awa sae hasty,
Wi’ bickering brattle!
I wad be laith to rin an’ chase thee,
Wi’ murd’ring pattle!

I’m truly sorry man’s dominion,
Has broken nature’s social union,
An’ justifies that ill opinion,
Which makes thee startle
At me, thy poor, earth-born companion,
An’ fellow-mortal!

I doubt na, whiles, but thou may thieve;
What then? poor beastie, thou maun live!
A daimen icker in a thrave
‘S a sma’ request;
I’ll get a blessin wi’ the lave,
An’ never miss’t!

Thy wee bit housie, too, in ruin!
It’s silly wa’s the win’s are strewin!
An’ naething, now, to big a new ane,
O’ foggage green!
An’ bleak December’s winds ensuin,
Baith snell an’ keen!

Thou saw the fields laid bare an’ waste,
An’ weary winter comin fast,
An’ cozie here, beneath the blast,
Thou thought to dwell-
Till crash! the cruel coulter past
Out thro’ thy cell.

That wee bit heap o’ leaves an’ stibble,
Has cost thee mony a weary nibble!
Now thou’s turn’d out, for a’ thy trouble,
But house or hald,
To thole the winter’s sleety dribble,
An’ cranreuch cauld!

But, Mousie, thou art no thy lane,
In proving foresight may be vain;
The best-laid schemes o’ mice an ‘men
Gang aft agley,
An’lea’e us nought but grief an’ pain,
For promis’d joy!

Still thou art blest, compar’d wi’ me
The present only toucheth thee:
But, Och! I backward cast my e’e.
On prospects drear!
An’ forward, tho’ I canna see,
I guess an’ fear!

Leave a comment

Filed under Kindheartedness, Poems, Sureness