On Being with Krista Tippett

The Icarus Deception is coming out that day too?

We are flying too low. We built this universe, this technology, these connections, this society, and all we can do with it is make junk? All we can do with it is put on stupid entertainments? I'm not buying it.

Let This Darkness Be a Bell Tower, written by Rainer Maria Rilke, translated by Joanna Macy and Anita Barrows, and read by Joanna Macy.

Let This Darkness Be a Bell Tower, and you the bell, and as you ring what batters you becomes your strength. Move back and forth into the change.

What's it like this intensity of pain? If the drink is bitter, turn yourself to wine.

In this uncontainable night, be the mystery at the crossroads of your senses, the meaning discovered there. And if the world shall cease to hear you, say to the silent earth, I flow, and to the rushing water speak, I am.

Let This Darkness Be a Bell Tower, written by Rainer Maria Rilke, translated by Joanna Macy and Anita Barrows, and read by Joanna Macy.

Let This Darkness Be a Bell Tower, and you the bell, and as you ring what batters you becomes your strength. Move back and forth into the change.

What's it like this intensity of pain? If the drink is bitter, turn yourself to wine.

In this uncontainable night, be the mystery at the crossroads of your senses, the meaning discovered there. And if the world shall cease to hear you, say to the silent earth, I flow, and to the rushing water speak, I am.

In a manual he wrote about walking meditation, which was one of his signature practices, he advised practitioners to take the hand of a child. Though the child might alter the solemnity of meditation, he wrote, she will receive your concentration and stability and you will receive her freshness and innocence.

Earth is a solar-powered jukebox.

I love that sentence.