Death left me a terrified little boy, when i discovered the most essential part of my life could be taken away from me. My family dismembered, my faith in the world, and therefor myself, was terribly shaken...now, i'm learning not to brace myself so much...

Secrets of the talking jaguar

A sad and sickly little child who wept alot, i walked with a painful limp until i was five or so. Around that time, I started making my famous ball of string, which was formed by tying loose thread, wire, rope, twine, or fiber to the free end and winding it into a ball. It grew so immense that i got to pushing it around with two hands, using all my strength, until one day i couldn't budge it anymore. I wanted to be attached to life, and like the threads of dreams and stories one lives out, clothing one's little origination point with one's destiny until one actually begins to appear like what one has learned.

-Martin Pretchtel from 'Secrets of the Talking Jaguar'

Skinning your knees on God

Skinning your knees on God
Little by little,
You will turn into stars.
Even then, my dear,
You will only be a crawling infant,
Still skinning your knees on God.
Little by little,
You will turn into
The whole sweet, amorous universe in heat
On a wild spring night,
And become so free
In a wonderful, secret
And pure Love
That flows
From a conscious,
One-pointed
Infinite need for light.
Even then, my dear,
The Beloved will have fulfilled
Just a fraction,
Just a fraction!
Of a promise he wrote upon your heart.
When your soul begins
To Ever bloom and laugh
And spin in Eternal Ecstasy -
O little by little,
You will turn into God.
— from I Hear God Laughing, Renderings of Hafiz by Daniel Ladinsky (With thanks to Joe Riley and Panhala.net for so many Daily Inspirations.)