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Chasing Down the Dawn
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“I want love to be simple. I want to trust without thinking. I want to be generous with my affection and patience and love unconditionally. It is easier to love a person with their flaws than to weed through them. I want to love the whole person, not parts; and this is how I want to be loved.”
― Chasing Down the Dawn
― Chasing Down the Dawn
“everything is temporary if you give it enough time...”
― Chasing Down the Dawn
― Chasing Down the Dawn
“Jacque explained it best.
There was a mountain, she said. At its summit, there burned a great fire. The fire and its energy had created the mountain, and it was what continued to create it, regularly sending streams of molten earth cascading down the mountain’s side, where they would cool and harden and, ultimately, sustain life. Then one day, the mighty fire sent out spits of flame that landed in various places on the mountain’s side, kindling a number of smaller fires.
There were many groups of people who lived on the mountain, but because the mountain was so large and the people’s communities so disparate, these groups of people remained strangers to each other. When they discovered the small fires, the people gathered near them for light and warmth. Each group did what they could to keep their fire alive. And each came to know their fire by a name they could understand. Some called the fire Christianity; another group knew it as Hinduism; another Islam or Tao.
Each camp sought to learn the fire’s source. But because the mountain was so large, they could not see that there were other fires hidden in the trees, each as bright and compelling as their own. Nor could they understand that each of these small fires had emanated from the same source . . . a source so expansive it gave birth to itself . . . with as many names to know it by as there were people to know it.”
― Chasing Down the Dawn
There was a mountain, she said. At its summit, there burned a great fire. The fire and its energy had created the mountain, and it was what continued to create it, regularly sending streams of molten earth cascading down the mountain’s side, where they would cool and harden and, ultimately, sustain life. Then one day, the mighty fire sent out spits of flame that landed in various places on the mountain’s side, kindling a number of smaller fires.
There were many groups of people who lived on the mountain, but because the mountain was so large and the people’s communities so disparate, these groups of people remained strangers to each other. When they discovered the small fires, the people gathered near them for light and warmth. Each group did what they could to keep their fire alive. And each came to know their fire by a name they could understand. Some called the fire Christianity; another group knew it as Hinduism; another Islam or Tao.
Each camp sought to learn the fire’s source. But because the mountain was so large, they could not see that there were other fires hidden in the trees, each as bright and compelling as their own. Nor could they understand that each of these small fires had emanated from the same source . . . a source so expansive it gave birth to itself . . . with as many names to know it by as there were people to know it.”
― Chasing Down the Dawn
