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What is rooted is easy to nourish.
What is recent is easy to correct.
What is brittle is easy to break.
What is small is easy to scatter.
Prevent trouble before it arises.
Put things in order before they exist.
The giant pine tree
grows from a tiny sprout.
The journey of a thousand miles
starts from beneath your feet.
Rushing into action, you fail.
Trying to grasp things, you lose them.
Forcing a project to completion,
you ruin what was almost ripe.
Therefore the Master takes action
by letting things take their course.
He remains as calm
at the end as at the beginning.
He has nothing,
thus has nothing to lose.
What he desires is non-desire;
what he learns is to unlearn.
He simply reminds people
of who they have always been.
He cares about nothing but the Tao.
Thus he can care for all things.
People who live in the society of performance are alienated, that is, separated by an authentic part of themselves that they unlearn to inhabit. This is why they enter the vicious cycle of producing and constantly enjoying the content. The continuous race to the accumulation of performance is a drug more and more addictive, but it never makes you feel the fullness of life, the wonder, the sense. How much space is there in our daily life for intimacy, silence, contemplation?
Maura Gancitano is a writer, philosopher and founder of Tlon (event agency, publishing house, theater bookshop, philosophy school). She holds many seminars and conferences concerning her researches about philosophy and imagination, inner search, gender education, literature and projects of innovative territorial liveability. She has published, among other things, essays such as "Malefica, trasformare la rabbia femminile" (Edizioni Tlon, 2016). And with Andrea Colamedici, "Tu non sei Dio. Fenomenologia della spiritualità contemporanea" (Edizioni Tlon, 2016), "Lezioni di Meraviglia. Viaggi tra filosofia e immaginazione" (Edizioni Tlon, 2017), "La società della performance. Come uscire dalla caverna" (Edizioni Tlon, 2018), and "Liberati della brava bambina. Otto storie per fiorire" (HarperCollins 2019).
Photo by Uiler Costa-Santos.
Indigenous, African, and European influences blend to create a unique culture within Brazil that includes religions like none other in the world. Afro-Brazilian religions have played an important contribution to Brazilian culture for generations; however, they are often pushed into the shadows and suffer from widespread misunderstanding, misrepresentation, and prejudice.
With practitioners of these religions forming a massive but disconnected community, Jayro Pereira de Jesus, Ashoka Fellow, saw an opportunity: organize across marginalized religious groups to not just gain the power to emerge into the mainstream, but to be able to demand respect. In a country dominated by European standards, these groups have often felt the pressure to uphold themselves to these standards in order to gain acceptance. According to Jayro, community is power. Through community building, practitioners unlearn these internalized attitudes and uplift their own culture as a moral compass.
The Afro-Brazilian religions with which Jayro works hold a distinct framework for problem solving than dominant Western religions. For example, there tends to be less of a dichotomy between good and evil within their belief systems. With these religions finally gaining the respect they deserve in the mainstream, Jayro is opening new pathways toward an Everyone A Changemaker world.
People who live in the society of performance are alienated, that is, separated by an authentic part of themselves that they unlearn to inhabit. This is why they enter the vicious cycle of producing and constantly enjoying the content. The continuous race to the accumulation of performance is a drug more and more addictive, but it never makes you feel the fullness of life, the wonder, the sense. How much space is there in our daily life for intimacy, silence, contemplation?
Maura Gancitano is a writer, philosopher and founder of Tlon (event agency, publishing house, theater bookshop, philosophy school). She holds many seminars and conferences concerning her researches about philosophy and imagination, inner search, gender education, literature and projects of innovative territorial liveability. She has published, among other things, essays such as "Malefica, trasformare la rabbia femminile" (Edizioni Tlon, 2016). And with Andrea Colamedici, "Tu non sei Dio. Fenomenologia della spiritualità contemporanea" (Edizioni Tlon, 2016), "Lezioni di Meraviglia. Viaggi tra filosofia e immaginazione" (Edizioni Tlon, 2017), "La società della performance. Come uscire dalla caverna" (Edizioni Tlon, 2018), and "Liberati della brava bambina. Otto storie per fiorire" (HarperCollins 2019).
People who live in the society of performance are alienated, that is, separated by an authentic part of themselves that they unlearn to inhabit. This is why they enter the vicious cycle of producing and constantly enjoying the content. The continuous race to the accumulation of performance is a drug more and more addictive, but it never makes you feel the fullness of life, the wonder, the sense. How much space is there in our daily life for intimacy, silence, contemplation?
Maura Gancitano is a writer, philosopher and founder of Tlon (event agency, publishing house, theater bookshop, philosophy school). She holds many seminars and conferences concerning her researches about philosophy and imagination, inner search, gender education, literature and projects of innovative territorial liveability. She has published, among other things, essays such as "Malefica, trasformare la rabbia femminile" (Edizioni Tlon, 2016). And with Andrea Colamedici, "Tu non sei Dio. Fenomenologia della spiritualità contemporanea" (Edizioni Tlon, 2016), "Lezioni di Meraviglia. Viaggi tra filosofia e immaginazione" (Edizioni Tlon, 2017), "La società della performance. Come uscire dalla caverna" (Edizioni Tlon, 2018), and "Liberati della brava bambina. Otto storie per fiorire" (HarperCollins 2019).
Maud Muller
MAUD Muller, on a summer’s day,Raked the meadow sweet with hay.
Beneath her torn hat glowed the wealthOf simple beauty and rustic health.
Singing, she wrought, and her merry gleeThe mock-bird echoed from his tree.
But when she glanced to the far-off town,White from its hill-slope looking down,
The sweet song died, and a vague unrestAnd a nameless longing filled her breast,—
A wish that she hardly dared to own,For something better than she had known.
The Judge rode slowly down the lane,Smoothing his horse’s chestnut mane.
He drew his bridle in the shadeOf the apple-trees to greet the maid,
And ask a draught from the spring that flowedThrough the meadow across the road.
She stooped where the cool spring bubbled up,And filled for him her small tin cup,
And blushed as she gave it, looking downOn her feet so bare, and her tattered gown.
“Thanks!” said the Judge; “a sweeter draughtFrom a fairer hand was never quaffed.”
He spoke of the grass and flowers and trees,Of the singing birds and the humming bees;
Then talked of the haying, and wondered whetherThe cloud in the west would bring foul weather.
And Maud forgot her brier-torn gownAnd her graceful ankles bare and brown;
And listened, while a pleased surpriseLooked from her long-lashed hazel eyes.
At last, like one who for delaySeeks a vain excuse, he rode away.
Maud Muller looked and sighed: “Ah me!That I the Judge’s bride might be!
“He would dress me up in silks so fine,And praise and toast me at his wine.
“My father should wear a broadcloth coat;My brother should sail a painted boat.
“I’d dress my mother so grand and gay,And the baby should have a new toy each day.
“And I’d feed the hungry and clothe the poor,And all should bless me who left our door.”
The Judge looked back as he climbed the hill,And saw Maud Muller standing still.
“A form more fair, a face more sweet,Ne’er hath it been my lot to meet.
“And her modest answer and graceful airShow her wise and good as she is fair.
“Would she were mine, and I to-day,Like her, a harvester of hay:
“No doubtful balance of rights and wrongs,Nor weary lawyers with endless tongues,
“But low of cattle and song of birds,And health and quiet and loving words.”
But he thought of his sisters proud and cold,And his mother vain of her rank and gold.
So, closing his heart, the Judge rode on,And Maud was left in the field alone.
But the lawyers smiled that afternoon,When he hummed in court an old love-tune;
And the young girl mused beside the well,Till the rain on the unraked clover fell.
He wedded a wife of richest dower,Who lived for fashion, as he for power.
Yet oft, in his marble hearth’s bright glow,He watched a picture come and go;
And sweet Maud Muller’s hazel eyesLooked out in their innocent surprise.
Oft, when the wine in his glass was red,He longed for the wayside well instead;
And closed his eyes on his garnished roomsTo dream of meadows and clover-blooms.
And the proud man sighed, with a secret pain,“Ah, that I were free again!
“Free as when I rode that day,Where the barefoot maiden raked her hay.”
She wedded a man unlearned and poor,And many children played round her door.
But care and sorrow, and childbirth pain,Left their traces on heart and brain.
And oft, when the summer sun shone hotOn the new-mown hay in the meadow lot,
And she heard the little spring brook fallOver the roadside, through the wall,
In the shade of the apple-tree againShe saw a rider draw his rein.
And, gazing down with timid grace,She felt his pleased eyes read her face.
Sometimes her narrow kitchen wallsStretched away into stately halls;
The weary wheel to a spinet turned,The tallow candle an astral burned,
And for him who sat by the chimney lug,Dozing and grumbling o’er pipe and mug,
A manly form at her side she saw,And joy was duty and love was law.
Then she took up her burden of life again,Saying only, “It might have been.”
Alas for maiden, alas for Judge,For rich repiner and household drudge!
God pity them both! and pity us all,Who vainly the dreams of youth recall.
For of all sad words of tongue or pen,The saddest are these: “It might have been!”
Ah, well! for us all some sweet hope liesDeeply buried from human eyes;
And, in the hereafter, angels mayRoll the stone from its grave away!
John Greenleaf Whittier
We do not know where death awaits us:
So let us wait for it everywhere.
To practice death is to practice freedom.
A man who has learned how to die
Has unlearned how to be a slave.
~ Michel de Montaigne
Day 359 - Thursday, January 16th. I've been listening to a lot of records lately and they've been inspiring lots of photos. I really love the translucent green vinyl of this record and the fact that you can see the name on the turntable mat. The record by the way is one of my favs - Snapcase's Progression Through Unlearning.
Photo by Uiler Costa-Santos.
Indigenous, African, and European influences blend to create a unique culture within Brazil that includes religions like none other in the world. Afro-Brazilian religions have played an important contribution to Brazilian culture for generations; however, they are often pushed into the shadows and suffer from widespread misunderstanding, misrepresentation, and prejudice.
With practitioners of these religions forming a massive but disconnected community, Jayro Pereira de Jesus, Ashoka Fellow, saw an opportunity: organize across marginalized religious groups to not just gain the power to emerge into the mainstream, but to be able to demand respect. In a country dominated by European standards, these groups have often felt the pressure to uphold themselves to these standards in order to gain acceptance. According to Jayro, community is power. Through community building, practitioners unlearn these internalized attitudes and uplift their own culture as a moral compass.
The Afro-Brazilian religions with which Jayro works hold a distinct framework for problem solving than dominant Western religions. For example, there tends to be less of a dichotomy between good and evil within their belief systems. With these religions finally gaining the respect they deserve in the mainstream, Jayro is opening new pathways toward an Everyone A Changemaker world.
"Exploring Race, Representation, and History in Children's Literature" This session for early childhood teachers, hosted by Teaching for Change's D.C. Area Educators for Social Justice and Project Unlearn on 1/26/2019, provided time for early childhood teachers to explore how to address issues of race, representation, and history in developmentally appropriate ways. The session was held at the beautiful Eaton Hotel in DC. Two children's books were provided to participants, courtesy of NMAAHC (where the session was originally scheduled) and donations from publishers. This session was in preparation for DC Black Lives Matter at School Week of Action. Learn more about the week of action here: www.dcareaeducators4socialjustice.org/black-lives-matter-...
People who live in the society of performance are alienated, that is, separated by an authentic part of themselves that they unlearn to inhabit. This is why they enter the vicious cycle of producing and constantly enjoying the content. The continuous race to the accumulation of performance is a drug more and more addictive, but it never makes you feel the fullness of life, the wonder, the sense. How much space is there in our daily life for intimacy, silence, contemplation?
Maura Gancitano is a writer, philosopher and founder of Tlon (event agency, publishing house, theater bookshop, philosophy school). She holds many seminars and conferences concerning her researches about philosophy and imagination, inner search, gender education, literature and projects of innovative territorial liveability. She has published, among other things, essays such as "Malefica, trasformare la rabbia femminile" (Edizioni Tlon, 2016). And with Andrea Colamedici, "Tu non sei Dio. Fenomenologia della spiritualità contemporanea" (Edizioni Tlon, 2016), "Lezioni di Meraviglia. Viaggi tra filosofia e immaginazione" (Edizioni Tlon, 2017), "La società della performance. Come uscire dalla caverna" (Edizioni Tlon, 2018), and "Liberati della brava bambina. Otto storie per fiorire" (HarperCollins 2019).
People who live in the society of performance are alienated, that is, separated by an authentic part of themselves that they unlearn to inhabit. This is why they enter the vicious cycle of producing and constantly enjoying the content. The continuous race to the accumulation of performance is a drug more and more addictive, but it never makes you feel the fullness of life, the wonder, the sense. How much space is there in our daily life for intimacy, silence, contemplation?
Maura Gancitano is a writer, philosopher and founder of Tlon (event agency, publishing house, theater bookshop, philosophy school). She holds many seminars and conferences concerning her researches about philosophy and imagination, inner search, gender education, literature and projects of innovative territorial liveability. She has published, among other things, essays such as "Malefica, trasformare la rabbia femminile" (Edizioni Tlon, 2016). And with Andrea Colamedici, "Tu non sei Dio. Fenomenologia della spiritualità contemporanea" (Edizioni Tlon, 2016), "Lezioni di Meraviglia. Viaggi tra filosofia e immaginazione" (Edizioni Tlon, 2017), "La società della performance. Come uscire dalla caverna" (Edizioni Tlon, 2018), and "Liberati della brava bambina. Otto storie per fiorire" (HarperCollins 2019).
#014 in a series of one Ganesha a day for a year.
" The spiritual journey is the relinquishment, or unlearning of fear and the acceptance of love back into our hearts."
...that cannot unlearn and psychically disinvest can never be ready for the challenges of the future."
- E. Ted Prince -
www.unlearning101.com/fuhgetaboutit_the_art_of_/2010/02/2...
[Like a flash of light in an endless night
Life is trapped between two black entities
'Cause when you trust someone
Illusion has begun
No way to prepare
Impending despair
Did one say so cruel
'Tis better to love and lose
Ignorance is bliss
Wish not knew your kiss
So many times been burned
This lesson goes unlearned
Remember desire only fuels the fire
Liar!
Betwixed birth and death
Every breath regret
I pity the living
Envy for the dead
Emotionally stunned
In defense - I'm numb
I'd rather not care than to be aware
Be scared
I don't need love!
I don't need love!
I don't need love!
I don't need love!
Are a thousand tears worth a single smile?
When you give an inch, will they take a mile?
Longing for the past but dreading the future
If not being used, well then you're a user and a loser
World reknowned failure at both death and life
Given nothingness, purgatory blight
To run and hide, a cowardly procedure
Options exhausted, except for anesthesia
Anesthesia
I don't feel anything
Anything, Anything
I don't need anything
Anything, Anything
I don't feel
Anything, Anything
I don't feel
Anything, Anything, Anything
No.
⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ It is the mirroring of the Presence in the Guru’s eyes, when you look at the Guru. When you learn to look at the Guru it is because you have unlearned how to look at objects and valorize forms. When you unlearn to look at objects and value forms, then you have a real look at the Guru; then you see the Real Nature of the objects, the Real Nature of the forms. And what you find is You in this Space, in this so-called Darshan - the look of the Guru. It is like being bathed by the colorless waters of Bliss, Blissful, Love. When you approach the Guru, unlearn looking objects and shapes and you will see the essence of it, which is this Space.~Master Gualberto ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ O que é o Darshan? É o espelhamento da Presença no olhar do Guru, no olhar para o Guru. Quando você aprende a olhar para o Guru é porque desaprendeu a olhar para objetos e valorizar formas. Quando você desaprende a olhar para objetos e valorizar formas, aí você tem um olhar real para o Guru; aí você vê a Natureza Real dos objetos, a Natureza Real das formas. ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ E o que você constata é Você nesse Espaço, nesse assim chamado Darshan – o olhar do Guru. É como ser banhado pelas águas incolores de Bem-Aventurança, de Beatitude, de Amor. Quando você se aproximar do Guru, desaprenda a olhar objetos e formas e você verá a essência disso, que é esse Espaço. ~Mestre Gualberto ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃▃⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ #ramanashramgualberto #ramanashramgualberto #mestregualberto #satsang #ramana #ramanamaharshi #quoteoftheday #guru #pranayama #buda #goodvibes #sadhana #whoami #zen #meditation #awareness #darshan #selfinquiry #knowledge #quote #ego #krishna #yogainspiration #nisargadattamaharaj #om #maya #meditação #whoareyou #mind #bliss #spirituality ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀
"Exploring Race, Representation, and History in Children's Literature" This session for early childhood teachers, hosted by Teaching for Change's D.C. Area Educators for Social Justice and Project Unlearn on 1/26/2019, provided time for early childhood teachers to explore how to address issues of race, representation, and history in developmentally appropriate ways. The session was held at the beautiful Eaton Hotel in DC. Two children's books were provided to participants, courtesy of NMAAHC (where the session was originally scheduled) and donations from publishers. This session was in preparation for DC Black Lives Matter at School Week of Action. Learn more about the week of action here: www.dcareaeducators4socialjustice.org/black-lives-matter-...
What ever you do - focus, unlearn, filter, be consciously present, let others' ideas have a new kind of impact on you... Let's enjoy everything we'll accomplish together :)
“Art is not what you see, but what you make others see.”
- Edgar Degas -
This is the St Peters Church Bandra , I found maximum pictorial peace out here, my earlier shop was on St Peters Road, so I would shoot the Church pictures , this being my favorite and the Lord's favorite Church..
Adjoining the Church is the St Stanislaus Jesuit run school, I owe my picture taking prowess to both these entities..One schooled me into unlearning photography the other being the Church and the little cemetery that I made my make believe stories bringing the dead alive in the night, their views on the clergy and the changing faces of the parishioners..
Now ofcourse everyone knows me and excuse my saffron attire.
I have shot all the important events Midnight Mass, New Years Mass, Easter Mass, Wedding Holy Communions deaths...as a hobby.
I think I have the largest collection of negatives and slides of this Church..
But the Roman Catholic Church is stinghy , I once offered them all my negs and slides if they could scan and keep a copy and give me one...but they never got back to me...
The blows up in the Jesuit residence at the Church are all my pictures..
C:\Users\re-dossett\Videos\Uploads from R.E. Dossett\Unlearn the trap of -being honest- and -not wasting time-.mp4
I’m just puttering about
moving things from one place to another,
certainly not trying to learn anything,
more likely trying to unlearn
what I already know—what a good project
that is. But the telephone rings
and whoever it is decides on another course
of action and hangs up; however, my caller ID
tells me it was Natalie Evans, with whom
I’m sure I’d have a lot to discuss
if we actually knew each other
and she hadn’t changed her mind.
Probably it was Bruno, her large
and loutish husband, demanding
she get off the phone and give him his breakfast
like in an old-fashion cartoon. People still live
in those, we forget. People called Bruno, Natalie
and Clive. That’s who she was calling, Clive,
who has promised to rescue her from brutal Bruno
and take her out of her terrible cartoon life
to someplace with a sea view and breakfast
served in bed. But alas, she got me instead of Clive,
and all I was trying to do was forget who I was
before the phone rang. So, I go to the computer,
which asks me if I know what my credit score is
and I’m happy to reply I certainly do not. Then
I go sit awhile and think about Clive and what
kind of man he is.
A poet is Gods conscience
He describes through words Gods
Godliness extracting the beauty
Of nature mind and men
Rivers running through his pen
Metaphors, hidden unhidden
A poet crushed by financial burdens
Alimony divorce remorse all possible
Ball crushing emotions still speaks sense
Poems are giving back to God
What God gave to men
So it surprises me the contemporary poet
When he rubbishes poetry and talks non sense
I don’t have to be a Ginsburg Amichai Neruda
I don’t need to be Anselm Adam when I see
The world I live in through my lens
I write words as they flow from
My consciousness a world different from yours
So you pompous bag of air why do you take offense?
Matter over mind so dense.
Living in the glory of a Past Tense .
Unlearn the art of living and giving
Before you try mending a fence.
Come out from beneath the mask of you poetic pretense
What more can I say of your multi color hate
Is this not enough in my defense.
Its been years since I last shooting here. Its good to learn, unlearn and relearn. Testing samyang 12mm for Fuji X mount.
Photo by Uiler Costa-Santos.
Indigenous, African, and European influences blend to create a unique culture within Brazil that includes religions like none other in the world. Afro-Brazilian religions have played an important contribution to Brazilian culture for generations; however, they are often pushed into the shadows and suffer from widespread misunderstanding, misrepresentation, and prejudice.
With practitioners of these religions forming a massive but disconnected community, Jayro Pereira de Jesus, Ashoka Fellow, saw an opportunity: organize across marginalized religious groups to not just gain the power to emerge into the mainstream, but to be able to demand respect. In a country dominated by European standards, these groups have often felt the pressure to uphold themselves to these standards in order to gain acceptance. According to Jayro, community is power. Through community building, practitioners unlearn these internalized attitudes and uplift their own culture as a moral compass.
The Afro-Brazilian religions with which Jayro works hold a distinct framework for problem solving than dominant Western religions. For example, there tends to be less of a dichotomy between good and evil within their belief systems. With these religions finally gaining the respect they deserve in the mainstream, Jayro is opening new pathways toward an Everyone A Changemaker world.
I might cheat on 52 weeks and use this because I love it so much. At first I wasn't too fond of it because my hand kind of ruined the picture, but I loved the focus so much that I decided to upload it here.
It's freezing outside but the snow looks gorgeous. I took this in my backyard.
“For the unlearned, old age is winter; for the learned it is the season of the harvest.”
--From the Talmud
Synopsis
Bright, diligent, and yet naïve 16-year-old Kyouko Mogami works hard to support the career and dreams of her childhood friend, crush, and rising pop icon, Shoutarou Fuwa. Toiling endlessly at burger joints and tea ceremonies, the innocent Kyouko remains unaware that day in day out, all her tireless efforts have been taken for granted, until, one day, she finds out that her beloved Shou sees her as nothing but a free servant. Shocked, heartbroken and enraged, she vows to take revenge on the rookie star by entering the ruthless world of entertainment herself. As she steps into this new life, Kyouko will face new challenges as well as people who will push her out of her comfort zone.
Based on the best-selling shoujo manga by Yoshiki Nakamura, Skip Beat showcases the growth of a young woman who slowly unlearns how to work herself to the bone for the satisfaction of others and takes her future into her own hands instead.
How do download the anime series? animesub.in/skip-beat/