Archive for the ‘John Muir’ Category

We all flow from one fountain Soul

Saturday, October 1st, 2011
Yosemite Falls

I wish you could come here and rest a year in the simple unmingled Love fountains of God. You would then return to your scholars with fresh truth gathered and absorbed from pines and waters and deep singing winds, and you would find that they all sang of fountain Love just as did…

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Everybody needs beauty as well as bread

Monday, September 19th, 2011
man silhouetted against horizon

This natural beauty-hunger is made manifest in the little window-sill gardens of the poor, though perhaps only a geranium slip in a broken cup, as well as in the carefully tended rose and lily gardens of the rich, the thousands of spacious city parks and botanical gardens, and in our magnificent National parks — the Yellowstone, Yosemite, Sequoia, etc.— Nature’s sublime wonderlands, the admiration and joy of the world. Nevertheless, like…

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No miles of any measurement can separate your soul from mine

Tuesday, August 23rd, 2011
two bees on a flower

You anticipate all the bend and falls and rapids and cascades of my mountain life and I know that you say you truly about my companions being those who live with me in the same sky, whether in reach of hand or only of spiritual contact, which is the most real contact of all. I am…

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Look and listen and join the trees in their hymns and prayers

Saturday, August 20th, 2011

Of all the thousands of camp-fires I have elsewhere built none was just like this one, rejoicing in triumphant strength and beauty in the heart of the rain-laden gale. It was wonderful, — the illumined rain and clouds mingled together and the trees glowing against the jet background, the colors of the mossy, lichened trunks with…

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The power of imagination makes us infinite

Monday, August 8th, 2011
dragonfly

How infinitely superior to our physical senses are those of the mind! The spiritual eye sees not only rivers of water but of air. It sees the crystals of the rock in rapid sympathetic motion, giving enthusiastic obedience to the sun’s rays, then sinking back to rest…

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Going out, I found, was really going in

Tuesday, July 26th, 2011
close-up of paper money

There is a musical idea in every form. See, hear, how sharp, loud, and clear-ringing are the tones of the sky-piercing peaks and spires; and how deep and smooth and massive those of the swelling domes and round-backed ridge-waves; and how quickly the multitude of small features in a landscape suggest hurrying trills and…

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