There Is Simply The Rose
Two posts in ONE DAY after such a long absence? Crazy, I know!
But I've been reading Ralph Waldo Emerson's essays and one passage just stuck out to me.
I've read it over and over and over again...
From his Essays First Series (1841)... "Self-Reliance"...
"Man is timid and apologetic; he
is no longer upright; he dares not say 'I think,' 'I am,' but quotes some saint
or sage. He is ashamed before the blade of grass or the blowing rose. These
roses under my window make no reference to former roses or to better ones; they
are for what they are; they exist with God to-day. There is no time to them.
There is simply the rose; it is perfect in every moment of its existence.
Before a leaf-bud has burst, its whole life acts; in the full-blown flower
there is no more; in the leafless root there is no less. Its nature is
satisfied, and it satisfies nature, in all moments alike. But man postpones or
remembers; he does not live in the present, but with reverted eye laments the
past, or, heedless of the riches that surround him, stands on tiptoe to foresee
the future. He cannot be happy and strong until he too lives with nature in the
present, above time."
Live in the precious present!
Live in the precious present!
TODAY is YOUR day!
Seize it!
Your Victory Awaits!
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