All Our Relations

It appears that all wisdom is enshrined in the storied lives and inspirational sayings and writings of all the saints, sages, philosophers, martyrs, divine incarnations, gurus, teachers, priests, monks and nuns, generals, politicians, and cultural agitators, and yet there is natural wisdom to be discovered in the numberless unknown, the featureless, anonymous and hidden lives…

Intensity and Serenity

Emptied of Myself BLOG by Andre van Zijl - musings, poetry and art

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Andre van Zijl © 03/12/17

It is easy to coast through each day, managing a mild form of acceptably “normal” anguish.  The gift of our inner wounds, which are invisible to the world, impacts all our relationships; with ourselves and with those closest to us. They come most poignantly to light when mirrored in our most intimate relationships. So when personal accounting becomes necessary, what do we do about facing and curbing an habitual inner unruliness which has hidden its real face till now?

Something always happens. The dissonance of our private internal landscapes are at some time or other exposed in the broad light of day for all to see. For example, suddenly and thoughtlessly I blurt out a rude judgment of another person in a public setting where it inflicts real hurt and embarrassment. It doesn’t matter what the “something” is, something always happens to expose the face of…

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