Wendy Beckett

We can cope with whatever life has to throw at us

Wendy Beckett | July-August 2018 (Vol. XXXI, No. 7)
Joy establishes us so securely in itself, and in the remembrance of its presence, that we can cope with whatever life has to throw at us.
~ from MEDITATIONS ON JOY by Wendy Beckett

Death is a purifer, like fire

Wendy Beckett | October 2013 (Vol. XXVI, No. 9)
Klee died relatively young and his style changed as the inevitability of death became inescapable. With great seriousness in one of his last paintings, Klee announces that death is a purifier, like fire, and a means to fulfillment. This is the once terrible, seen as the most beautiful. This is the real power of joy, to make us certain that beneath all grief, the most fundamental of realities is joy itself.
~ from MEDITATIONS ON JOY by Wendy Beckett

Desiring to be still washes away the day's grime

Wendy Beckett | July-August 1996 (Vol. IX, No. 7)

Entering into silence is like stepping into cool clear water. The dust and debris are quietly washed away, and we are purified of our triviality. This cleansing takes place whether we are conscious of it or not: the very choice of silence, of desiring to be still, washes away the day's grime.

~ from MEDITATIONS ON SILENCE by Wendy Beckett
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