“Golden” | Anthony Satori
“There was something undifferentiated and yet complete, which existed before Heaven and Earth. Soundless and formless, it depends on nothing and does not change. It may be considered the mother of the universe. I do not know its name; I call it Tao.”
— Lao Tzu
This week was the start of the Lunar New Year. Kung xi fa cai, everyone! (A wish for happiness and prosperity.) Cheers!
“Blue Rain” | Anthony Satori
“Dreams are today’s answers to tomorrow’s questions.”
— Edgar Cayce
“Lantern” | Anthony Satori
“No one lights a lamp in order to hide it behind a door: the purpose of light is to create more light, to open people’s eyes, to reveal the marvels around.”
— Paulo Coelho
“Moon Dust” | Anthony Satori
Just a few short weeks after NASA landed the Insight rover on the surface of Mars, the Chinese space program successfully landed a probe on the previously unexplored “dark side” of the moon. What wonderful accomplishments! I cannot wait to find out what we see, what we discover, and what we can all learn from these missions. Science, art, nature, spirituality — these are such crucial areas of exploration, because they each, in their own way, make us realize how we all, as humans, have so much more in common than we have differences between us.
“Winter Flowers” | Anthony Satori
“Look within. Within is the fountain of good, and it will ever bubble up, if thou wilt ever dig.”
— Marcus Aurelius
I’ve always been fascinated with, and delighted by, flowers that bloom at night, or in the heart of winter. I find the mere existence of such joyfully contrarian and ebullient elements in nature to be both refreshing and inspiring. Winter-blooming flowers are truly demonstrating what it means to dig into one’s own innate “fountain of good,” and to create one’s own most pure and natural beauty from within one’s own true self.
“Translation of the Dream” | Anthony Satori
“If the dream is a translation of waking life, waking life is also a translation of the dream.”
— Rene Magritte
“Pink and Yellow Rose” | Anthony Satori
“Infinitely at ease
despite so many risks,
with no variation
of her usual routine,
the blooming rose is the omen
of her immeasurable endurance.
Do we know how she survives?
No doubt one of her days
is all the earth and all
of our infinity.”
– Rainer Maria Rilke