from BARDO

The stars are in our belly; the Milky Way our umbilicus.

Is it a consolation that the stuff of which we’re made

is star-stuff too?

– That wherever you go you can never fully disappear –

dispersal only: carbon, hydrogen, nitrogen, oxygen.

Tree, rain, coal, glow-worm, horse, gnat, rock.

Roselle Angwin

Sunday, 16 September 2012

a stream that comes through you

Back home after a rewarding and exhausting day guiding a group of Swiss students through the wildish mind of the land and the wildish land of the (creative) mind, via a voluble little stream, a wild pony herd, a stone row, a stone circle, a menhir and a prehistoric track through ancient dwarf oak woodland as inspiration.

For you today a quote from Roger Housden in his book ten poems to change your life (thank you RB!).

'Your soul, after all, is not yours: it is not a property to be owned but a stream that comes through you, that flows and is never less. This is perhaps why the Buddha was silent when asked if the human being had a soul. He did not want to quantify or locate that which no word or arrow can find. It is the life and soul of the world that wants to make itself known through your particular song, deeply personal and universal all at the same time.'


  1. Oh, I love that image of the soul being a stream that runs through your life/body. Thank you for that :)

  2. What a beautiful quote! Thanks for the introduction to Roger Houdsen!


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