Mysticism and exaggeration go together. A mystic must not fear ridicule if he is to push all the way to the limits of humility or the limits of delight.
Whether success or failure: the truth of a life really has little to do with its quality. The quality of life is in proportion, always, to the capacity for delight. The capacity for delight is the gift of paying attention.
We must risk delight. We can do without pleasure, but not delight. Not enjoyment. We must have the stubbornness to accept our gladness in the ruthless furnace of this world. To make injustice the only measure of our attention is to praise the Devil. If the locomotive of the Lord runs us down, we should give thanks that the end had magnitude. We must admit there will be music despite everything.
Jack Gilbert
Source: Dancing with Joy: 99 Poems, Pages: 23 (A Brief For the Defense)
"Who is to judge one flower to be a weed and another to be a delight? The weed was a delight unto itself before judgment arrived. Now it is rejected, deprived of love and must spread to be noticed, to make its call heard. It is all one movement of life, regardless if it be a thunderstorm or an august night. To acknowledge my brother's sovereignty, to allow him the right to be however he wishes to be, it to set him free. So, the answer to the question, how to embrace my adversary, is always: embrace what you feel. This brings us back to our own attitude. If it is hate we feel or hate's milder form, which is dislike, then we embrace this emotion all the same--and without judgment, If the person's conduct is so unpleasant that his presence becomes intolerable we can remove ourself. It this is not possible, then we take action not in the form of attack but rather as a mother corrects a misbehaving child. This can be done without any judgment. The essence of this learning is this: we only experience the person or situation as unlovable because polarities were singled out and judged. We see but ourself in the other person, hence judging him is judging ourself. We would never experience an unlovable person or condition if we embraced every person or condition and welcomed them without judgment."
Peter Erbe
Source: God I Am: From Tragic to Magic, Pages: 126
The moment you have in your heart this extraordinary thing called love and feel the depth, the delight, the ecstasy of it, you will discover that for you the world is transformed.
The sense of it may come with watching a flock of cedar waxwings eating wild grapes in the top of the woods on a November afternoon. Everything they do is leisurely. They pick the grapes with a curious deliberation, comb their feathers, converse in high windy whistles. Now and then one will fly out and back in a sort of dancing flight full of whimsical flutters and turns. They are like farmers loafing in their own fields on Sunday. Though they have no Sundays, their days are full of sabbaths.