“At the still point of the turning world. Neither flesh nor fleshless;Neither from nor towards; at the still point, there the dance is,
But neither arrest nor movement. And do not call it fixity,
Where past and future are gathered. Neither movement from nor towards,
Neither ascent nor decline. Except for the point, the still point,
There would be no dance, and there is only the dance.”
~ T.S. Eliot, from Burnt Norton, Four Quartets
How brave you are for slowing down
Truly, we live with mysteries too marvelous to be understood
A reunion of the seminal Indian / European jazz fusion band for NPR's Tiny Desk Concert
My mother is three years younger than Nakba
From the series of Palestinian poets
I pray for Israel, I pray for Palestine
Trio Mandili is a Georgian vocal group, here they perform a piece entitled "The Prayer"
A Lovely Vintage Illustrated Poem About the Meaning and Measure of Enough
