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Beloved is one of my names for the divine spacious presence I carry in my heart and whose eternal and infinite presence holds me also.  I’ve glimpsed my  Beloved, and often.  And forgotten my Beloved as often as not.  It is a strange dream, this living. A strange dream and a holy pursuit- full of beauty, love, longing and belonging.  What I long for is this: The joy of awakening over and again to find myself in the arms of the day; to awaken and say, “Hello my Beloved.  Hello my Beloved which is everywhere.”  ~Ingrid, From The Joy Book

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Of Happiness and Goats

by ingrid on July 11, 2009

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     E.B. White said, “I arise in the morning torn between a desire to improve the world and a desire to enjoy the world. This makes it hard to plan the day.”   Do you have similar desires tugging at you every morning?  I desire simplicity AND celebration; working with passion AND time with my family; to give And to receive.  Although I am not convinced I can improve the world, I do want to pour forth blessings, beauty, and love into it, and I want to continue to determine how to keep my own burden upon it small.

            Sometimes I find a halting duality in my desires, when I fall into either/or thinking: improve OR enjoy, simplicity OR celebration, work OR play.  Then it is hard to plan the day.  I am saved often by the reminder of Both/And.  I may both work and play, both improve and enjoy, both give and receive.

 

         I offer these quotations from my Happiness book of quotations, published by Andrews McMeel, coupled with these friendly pictures of a goat at North Tabor Farm.  I love goats.  I love their full embodiment of  humility and playfulness, enthusiasm and curiosity.  They do not seem torn between the desires to improve or enjoy- they simply enjoy.

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Live in each season as it passes;

breathe the air,

drink the drink,

taste the fruit.

~Henry David Thoreau

 

Mix a little foolishness
in with your serious plans.

It is lovely to be silly at the right moment.

~Horace

 

 

The burden of self is lightened

when I laugh at myself.

~Rabindranath Tagore

 

 

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The car has broken down,

my love is far away.

My bones feel weary,

and my mind is tired.

Still, I can say with joy

that happiness remains.

~Ingrid Goff-Maidoff

 

 

Dwell as near as possible

to the channel in which your life flows.

~Henry David Thoreau

 

It is the simple things in life that make living worthwhile,
the sweet fundamental things

such as love and duty, work and rest, and

living close to nature. ~Laura Ingalls Wilder

 

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The Infinite Goodness has such wide arms,

it takes everyone that turns to it.

~Dante

 

Such blessings we receive,

such gifts of grace!

If we have wandered

from the path of gladness,

point us back to Life!

~Ingrid Goff-Maidoff

 

 

The journey is the reward.

~Chinese Proverb

 

If only we’d stop trying to be happy~

we’d have a pretty good time.

~Edith Wharton

 

Be happy.  It’s one way of being wise.

~Colette

 

  

The big question is whether you are going to be able
 to say a hearty “yes!” to your adventure.
 ~Joseph Campbell

 

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Opening Words: Exploring Joy

by ingrid on May 29, 2009

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 The very purpose of our lives
is happiness and joyfulness.
That is very clear.
~Dalai Lama

 

 

On Tuesday, June 2nd, I will be a guest at Jan Lundy’s blog, Awake Is Good.  I will be there all day to explore joy- to have a conversation with you. Please stop by.  At the end of the day, Jan will give away a copy of my Joy Book, as well as a bunch of my other inspirational offerings.  I will open our conversation Tuesday with this article.

 

 

Exploring Joy              

      I love words. I love to get down into them, coaxing them from a tight bud into an open flower, revealing multiple petals fragrant with meaning.  And I love to make connections between wisdom traditions, listening for what others have said throughout time and around the world.  This has become a kind of path for me, and it is the way in which I have been exploring Joy for many years.  While I don’t know everything there is to know about Joy, I have sought the world’s wisdom, sat with it fondly, and welcomed Joy to take up residence in my thoughts and in my heart.  For me, Joy will always be a kind of personal opening, or a journey - an intimate exploration into life and a sense of love and belonging.

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       In my exploration of Joy, I found that we all have various ideas about what it means. Some of us have even developed an aversion for the word, so I was eager to move beyond a bud-like understanding and open it up to a fuller flower.  I also discovered that many dictionaries offer a rather superficial definition: the anticipation of something one wants or desires.   Yet I had a strong inkling that Joy was not merely the result of something as fleeting as wants and desires, accomplishment or acquisition, (and not even simply the exuberant rush of good feelings) but more to do with a sustained intimacy with the eternal, spiritual dimension of our lives -a dimension which is sometimes forgotten or ignored in the fret and hurry of our culture today.

           

      In fact, the more I explored Joy, unfolded and opened joy, the more it dawned on me, and I had to ask:  what if Joy was this spiritual dimension as well as our relationship to it?  What if joy was our essence: joy, love, innocence, harmony and wisdom?  What if joyfulness came from this spiritual understanding?  And what if we have forgotten this and are instead living with a mistaken and impoverished identity?

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       I soon began collecting a mass of quotes to support my theory.  Here are just a few of my favorites:

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of the truth of our oneness,
The oneness of our soul with the world,
and of the world-soul
with supreme Love.
~Rabindranath Tagore

 From Joy I came.
For Joy I live.
And in Sacred Joy
I shall melt again.
~Yogananda

 You are seeking joy and peace
in far off places,
but the spring of joy is in your heart.
The haven of peace is in yourself.
 ~Sai Baba

 I have spoken these things to you
That my joy may remain in you,
And that your joy may remain full.
~John 15:11

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 As essential and ubiquitous as air,
the presence of Joy is boundless, eternal,
without beginning, without end, spacious, ever-new,
ever-flowing, growth, the expanding universe,
infinite energy,  bliss emptiness,
the fragrance of a marigold,
the free fluttering of wings…

 (ok- I wrote that one.)

 This exploration alone landed me in a profound state of Joy.   I found that Joy emanates and is in fact suffused with a much deeper meaning than the one in my dictionary.  Eventually I, with humility and boldness, penned a new definition for Joy.

 JOY: 

1: An abiding and profound sense
of love and belonging.
2: A deep passionate awareness
of the very act and art of living.
 3: A sacred happiness. 4: An intimate trust.
5: A vibration. 6: An inner smile.  
7:A Divine Current flowing through us
and into the world.

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                    My next question was: How do we return to the presence and practice of joy?  What I am learning is this: To arrive at this Joy, we each find our own personal ways to tune into it, tend to it, and infuse our lives with it.  When we live from a place of intimacy with life, we live with an awareness of love and belonging; we feel held, energized, and at home in the world.  There are as many ways to cultivate this intimacy as there are people - some of us practice meditation, yoga, walking in nature; some attend churches, temples and synagogues; some write, some cook, some play the kazoo, some run, others hold each other.  I say it isn’t either this or that- it’s all of it, all of it.  Lighting a candle, enjoying the fragrance of a flower, contemplative reading, creating art, listening to birdsong or music, singing - even just breathing deeply - there are tens of thousands of ways to land ourselves in Joy.

 What are some of yours? 

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Take this
fanciful Joy.
Let it bloom
Inside you
like an orchid.
Let it open you
like a window.
Let it lift you up
to ride the wind.
Oh, Beautiful Soul,
pitch your tent
in this field of joy
and adventure out
from there…
~Ingrid

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Living Quietly, and in Love

by ingrid on May 19, 2009

cimg1986Lately I have been asking myself, “to live quietly, and in love - is that enough?”  I think, for me, that it may be.   The more I settle into living quietly and in love, and determine that indeed it is enough- the more happy, content, peaceful I feel.  Living quietly and in love I may be a poet, wife, mother, artist, lover of the spiritual life, gardener, tinkerer, sheet changer, dish washer, errander, generous friend -  “Living quietly and in Love” seems to create an envelope of grace around all I do, feel, and am throughout the day.  It is like finding permission to breathe, and to give one’s heart to every moment. - less striving, less argument. 

This morning I caught the fragrance of the lilacs while taking out the compost to the bin- lilacs we dreamed and planted years ago which are finally blooming now.  On Saturday Jonah and I transplanted the strawberries, and I imagined Bella enjoying their sweetness. As we survey our fruit trees, we see that there will be pears and apricots in addition to the apples, raspberries, and peaches. 

All that we have planted is growing, stretching down roots into the soil, branches reaching up to the sky, drawing the heavens down…

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Views from the castle tower

by ingrid on April 30, 2009

sdc10024Visiting the castle (tower) was magnificent.  Every window had a view. Perhaps there will be a festival there one day, with costumes, music, food…

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Snapshots of Italy

by ingrid on April 30, 2009

Five days was too short, yet better than none at all…

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Childlike Joy, two videos and a poem

by ingrid on April 10, 2009

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                Ivan Granger posted this hopeful youtube offering at Poetry Chaikhana earlier this week.  Don Alverto Taxo, a Quichua elder and Iachak (community leader/healer) from Equador,  invites us all to trust the universal human intuition to bring greater harmony into our lives, and to seek after life’s deeper meaning.  I appreciate his message, but also  love the music in the background; the children playing; the sheep; the gorgeous green landscape.  This is visually beautiful and spiritually uplifting.

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The beautiful innocence of the children in the video made me think of this poem.

                        in my village

 holiness was everywhere

like oxygen like breath

it sparked and it hummed

birdsong in the trees

 

we children carried our joy

down the long road to the schoolhouse

all day it grew inside us

big like hungry flowers

 

when evening arrived like a blanket

we danced in the dark by our lights

while our parents talking and cooking

laughing rang the bell

 

giving thanks around the table

we’d pause for eternal half-fullness

breaking bread and stealing kisses

between sips of sweet autumn wine

 

and sometimes it rained in my village

and we opened the windows to listen

to the fertile music sound of it

telling stories by the fire

 

then marveling at the splendid

sheer distance of the starlight

we’d ask for vivid dreams

to bless us in our beds

 

in my village my village
in my village…

 

~Ingrid Goff-Maidoff

from the Chapbook, Calling Forth the Riches

 

Here’s another irresistible video:

 

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Pockets of Eternity

by ingrid on April 8, 2009

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Today I am rejoicing in fragrance.  In the studio, lilies fill the air with heady sweetness.  In the kitchen, the orange tree is in bloom, and the jasmine.  Last night, my nose stayed awake to the fragrance of Easter Lilies.

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The other day my daughter Rose flitted from Easter Lily to Orange blossoms , expressing giddy intoxication and delight and fullness and joy.  She swept up her skirt and did a little dance.  “Who needs drugs with natural intoxicants like these?” she asked.  I jumped at the chance to mention that God, too, is an intoxicant.  Today I am lightheaded, each breath a kind of bliss.  This is from the fragrance, I know, but also from a beautiful walk I had this morning.

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There were ominous clouds ahead, but I headed out anyway.  I have been been savoring these words of Saint Teresa of Avila, “Just these two words He spoke changed my life, ‘Enjoy Me.’”   And I have been sensing of late that there is nowhere that God is not.  God is in the fragrance of the flowers, in the Stone beneath the Holly Tree that invited me to pause for stillness- to rest in a pocket of eternity.  God is in the Cypress tree that stands bold like a flame in the field nearby.  God is in the water, the cakes, the young woman I meet at the cafe.  I believe that Teresa of Avila also said that prayer was being on terms of friendship with God.  I have been feeling this friendship of late- with God, with life, and also with myself.  The Buddhist Teacher Pema Chodron teaches that Maitri is being a friend to yourself; being able to relax with yourself, and that it is the basis of compassion, and a seed of happiness and well being.  This week I am feeling that.

(If the word ‘God’ is troubling for you, I hope you can find it in your heart to substitute a deeper meaning: Infinite Love, The Divine, Spirit, The Energy of Life.  Sometimes I use the words Friend, Beloved, even Home.  Try as I may, I always come back to God.)

I hope you, dear friends, are enjoying such friendship as well: with Life, with yourself, with those you meet.  And I wish you every Joy in the coming days.

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New Souvenirs from the Landscape Of Joy

by ingrid on April 2, 2009

Here are some new souvenirs from the  The Landscape of JoyThe Landscape of Joy is my own name for the Heart Realm, The Compassion Realm ~ the place we hold within that is of oneness, love, light, truth, bliss, the spirit- which we can return to at any time for nurturing, and which we can carry into the world.    

      This week I  was shown a vision of my little shop as a souvenir shop, much like one you would cross through on your way into a museum or a botanical garden.  I took this vision further, and  as I recently had a guest exclaim she felt she had tumbled into heaven on her visit here, I imagined my shop full of books and gifts  just outside of the entrance to the realm of the heart( my heart, your heart, the spiritual center in us all).  And then I thought, why Ingrid, why on the edge, why not plunk yourself right down into the middle of it and live and work from there?  And I realized that we were here all along, only I had forgotten.  
     And that’s what I make my poems and books and gifts for- for remembering.  I have loved producing  these new gifts, each an invitation, a remembrance, a doorway into Now…

Let’s start with the mini fold out accordion prayers:  I’ve made fold-out accordions with lovely photographs on one side, and a prayer on the other.  They are finished with ribbons and pretty cameos.  They are perfect for an altar, a dashboard, a desk, or to give to a friend.

There is the Metta Prayer of Loving Kindness:

 May all beings everywhere be free from suffering.
May all beings everywhere be fed.
May all beings everywhere know joy.
May all beings everywhere awaken
to the light of their true nature.

A Mothering Prayer:

 As mothers, we pray for a world of peace.
We pray for a world of joy.
We pray for the nourishment and safety of our children.
We pray for wonder, enthusiasm, goodness and truth;
For compassion, love, and kindness.
We pray for discipline and we pray for maturity.
We pray for courage and strength.
And we give thanks.
The way we live is the way we give thanks.
Let our lives be a dance of prayer and thanksgiving.

And the Prayer of Saint Francis:

 Lord,
Make me an instrument of thy peace,
Where there is hatred, let me sow love.
Where there is injury, pardon,
Where there is doubt, faith,
Where there is despair, hope,
Where there is darkness, light,
Where there is sadness, joy.
O Divine Master,
Grant that I may not so much seek
To be consoled as to console,
To be understood as to understand,
To be loved as to love.
For it is in giving that we receive,
It is in pardoning that we are pardoned,
And it is in dying to the self
That we are born to eternal life.

 

And here’s a sweet spark for the imagination:  If I Were A Fairy.

I’ve combined a whimsical poem with some favorite vintage fairy illustrations to make the sweetest little treasure book.

If I were a fairy…

I’d live in a summer garden with a lovely ocean view.
I’d drink honeysuckle nectar, and bathe in the morning dew.
I’d make as many memories as stars alight the sky.
I’d laugh when I was happy, and cry if I wanted to cry.
I’d ride on gentle breezes and flit from there to here.
And in winter when it freezes, I’d find a house of cheer
where children live and play and spill their sweet crumbs on the floor.
I’d build a nest beneath a bed, in a dolls house, or a drawer.
I’d be happy with those children, and peaceful on my own.
I’d be joyful all the seasons, and in love my whole life long.

~Ingrid Goff-Maidoff

And, last but not least… and not last for long, TWELVE WAYS TO GET HAPPY

I’ve used more wonderful vintage children’s illustrations, with colorful pick-me-up suggestions sure to turn around crankiness, boredom or ennui. With glitter accents and golden thread, this is 14 pages with an envelope for gifting.

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Beautiful Wisdom, book excerpts

by ingrid on April 1, 2009

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Beauty is Life when Life reveals its Holy face.
~Kahlil Gibran

Everything has beauty,
but not everyone sees it.
~Confucius

There is no creature that does not have a radiance. Be it greenness of seed, blossom or beauty, it could not be creation without it. To be a creature is to be brilliant, beautiful, and on fire.
~Hildegard of Bingen

 When it comes to beauty, may we have a beholder’s eye; an infinite witness within, and the ability to see the splendor that exists at every turn. The more beauty we perceive, the more open our hearts will become, and that beauty beheld will venture in, until it lights our luminous souls, sings in our gorgeous ears, and dances like brilliant diamonds in our smiling and radiant eyes…Ingrid

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The question is not what you look at,
but what you see.
~Henry David Thoreau

If the doors of perception were cleansed,
Everything would appear to man as it is, infinite.
~William Blake

Here is my secret. It’s quite simple:
one sees clearly only with the heart.
Anything essential is invisible to the eyes.
–Antoine de Saint-Exupéry

The Divine Manifestation is ubiquitous,
Only our eyes are not open to it.
~Joseph Campbell

 

 …Viewing the world with the eyes of the heart,
it is illumined by our own inner light…
~Ingrid Goff-Maidoff

 
…With an eye made quiet
by the power of harmony
and the deep power of joy,
we see into the life of things.
~William Wordsworth

 

…I realized that what had changed was not outside
in the trees and streams and birds, but inside me.
As the mystics say, I was seeing the world by the light within. Through years of dedicated endeavor, the lamp had been lit in the depths of my consciousness, and all of nature had assumed an indescribable splendor.
~Eknath Eswaren

 

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What is beauty,
if not the light of
a joy filled heart?
~Ingrid Goff-Maidoff

Beauty will come in the dawn
And beauty will come with the sunlight.
Beauty will come to us from everywhere,
Where heaven ends, where the sky ends.
Beauty will surround us.
We will walk in beauty.
~Billy Yellow, Navajo Medicine Man

 Though we travel the world over
to find the beautiful,
we must carry it with us
or we find it not.
~Ralph Waldo Emerson

Excerpted from the book, JOY, LIGHT, BEAUTIFUL WISDOM

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