Daily Signet

We are born, we wax and as our season wanes, we also wane and then vanish back into the great compost of life. Joy is the water of the earth’s life. My body is parched. I thirst for the water of life; I thirst for the water of joy. Sprinkle joy down on me that my roots may grow toward paradise. Rain joy down on my body that the earth of me will be fertile. Pour joy into my heart that its armor may shatter again and again.                                                    

Ben Leichtling

On This Day…

Gary Snyder born 1930 in San Francisco: poet, essayist, lecturer, environmental activist and Pulitzer Prize recipient
Works: The Practice of the Wild, Turtle Island, Earth Household
Quotes: “As a poet I hold the most archaic values on earth…the fertility of the soil, the magic of animals, the power-vision in solitude, the terrifying initiation and rebirth, the love and ecstasy of the dance, the common work of the tribe. I try to hold both history and the wilderness in mind, that my poems may approach the true measure of things and stand against the unbalance and ignorance of our times.”