Humility, that low, sweet root, from which all heavenly virtues shoot.
Thomas MooreRead
When we relate to our bodies as having soul, we attend to their beauty, their poetry and their expressiveness. Our very habit of treating the body as a machine, whose muscles are like pulleys and its organs engines, forces its poetry underground, so that we experience the body as an instrument and see its poetics only in illness.
Interpretation
The quote emphasizes the importance of viewing our bodies as more than just machines, advocating for an appreciation of their beauty and expressiveness.
Thomas Moore encourages us to shift our perception of our bodies from mere mechanical entities to soulful beings. By treating our bodies as machines, we overlook their inherent beauty and emotional expression, confining their 'poetry' to moments of illness rather than in the everyday experience of life. This perspective invites mindfulness and appreciation for our physical form, celebrating it as a vessel of both beauty and meaning.
In practice
During a health workshop to highlight the importance of holistic wellness.
Humility, that low, sweet root, from which all heavenly virtues shoot.
How many times do we lose an occasion for soul work by leaping ahead to final solutions without pausing to savor the undertones? We are a radically bottom-line society, eager to act and to end tension, and thus we lose opportunities to know ourselves for our motives and our secrets.
Romantic love is an illusion. Most of us discover this truth at the end of a love affair or else when the sweet emotions of love lead us into marriage and then turn down their flames.
And the heart that is soonest awake to the flowers is always the first to be touch'd by the thorns.
Bastard Freedom waves Her fustian flag in mockery over slaves.
Earth has no sorrow that heaven cannot heal.
I think Hefner himself wants to go down in history as a person of sophistication and glamour. But the last person I would want to go down in history as is Hugh Hefner.
I've got the key to my castle in the air, but whether I can unlock the door remains to be seen.
It is the fight alone that pleases us, not the victory.
Each person does see the world in a different way. There is not a single, unifying, objective truth. We're all limited by our perspective.
Free grace will fix those whom free will shook down into a gulf of misery.
They can romanticize us so, mirrors, and that is their secret: what a subtle torture it would be to destroy all the mirrors in the world: where then could we look for reassurerance of our identities? I tell you, my dear, Narcissus was so egotist...he was merely another of us who, in our unshatterable isolation, recognized, on seeing his reflection, the beautiful comrade, the only inseparatable love...poor Narcissus, possibly the only human who was ever honest on this point.
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