Mine and Henry David Thoreau's Dream House...

"I sometimes dream of a larger and more populous house, standing in a golden age, of enduring materials, and without ginger-bread work, which shall still consist of only one room, a vast, rude, substantial, primitive hall, without ceiling or plastering, with bare rafters and purlins supporting a sort of lower heaven over one's head, - useful to keep off rain and snow; [...] a cavernous house, wherein you must reach up a torch upon a pole to see the roof; where some may live in the fire-place, some in the recess of a window, and some on settlessome at one end of the hall, some at another, and some aloft on rafters with the spiders, if they choose; a house which you have got into when you have opened the outside door, and the ceremoney is over; where the weary traveller may wash, and eat, and converse, and sleep, without further journey; such a shelter as you would be glad to reach in a tempestuous night, containing all the essentials of a house, and nothing for house-keeping; where you can see all the treasures of the house at one view, and every thing hangs upon its peg that a man should use; at once kitchen, pantry, parlor, chamber, store-house, and garret; where you can see so necessary a thing as a barrel or a ladder, so convenient a fire that cooks your dinner and the oven that bakes your bread, and the necessary furniture and utensils are the chief ornaments; where the washing is not put out, nor the fire, nor the mistress, and perhaps you are sometimes requested to move from off the trap-door, when the cook would descend into the cellar, and so learn whether the ground is solid or hollow beneath you without stamping. A house whose inside is as open and manifesta as a bird's nest, and you cannot go in at the front door and out at the back without seeing some of its inhabitants; where to be a guest is to be presented with the freedom of the house, and not to be carefully excluded from seven eighths of it, shut up in a particular cell, and told to make yourself at home there, - in solitary confinement. Nowadays the host does not admit you to his hearth, but has got the mason to build one for yourself somewhere in his alley, and hospitality is the art of keeping you at the greatest distance. There is as much secrecy about the cooking as if he had a design to poison you." (Walden, by Henry David Thoreau, chapter on "House-Warming")

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Quotes from Walden

I had the pleasure of finishing Henry David Thoreau's book Walden, about his life "out in the wild" living by Walden Pond, next to the pond at my neighborhood park. This book really widened my view on life and really made me rethink my priorities. I wish everyone would read it! Below are some of my favorite quotes from the book...

• "I see young men, my townsmen, whose misfortune it is to have inherited farms, houses, barns, cattle and farming tools; for these are more easiliy acquired than got ride of."
• "But men labor under a mistake. The better part of the man is soon ploughed into the soil for compost. By a seeming fate, commonly called necessity, they are employed, as it says in an old book, laying up treasures which moth and rust will corrupt and theives break through and steal. It's a fool's life, as they will find when they get to the end of it, if not before."
• "The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation. What is called resignation is confirmed desperation. From the desperate city you go into the desperate country, and have to console yourself with the bravery of minks and muskrats. A stereotyped but unconscious despair is concealed even under what are called the games and amusements of mankind. There is no play in them, for this comes after work. But it is a characteristic of wisdom not to do desperate things."
• "Could a greater miracle take place than for us to look through each other's eyes for an instant?"
• "It would be some advantage to live a primitive and frontier life, though in the midst of an outward civilization, if only to learn what are the gross necessaries of life and what methods have been taken to obtain them."
• "Most of the luxiuries, and many of the so called comforts of life, are not only not indispensable, but positive hinderances to the elevation of mankind. With respect ot luxuries and comforts, the wisest have ever lived a more simple and meagre life than the poor."
• "There is some of the same fitness in a man's building his own house that there is in a bird's building its own nest. Who knows but if men constructed their dwellings with their own hands, and provided food for themselves and families simply and honestly enough, the poetic faculty would be universally developed, as birds universally sing when they are so engaged?"
• "Where is this division of labor to end? and what object does it finally serve? No doubt another may also think for me; but it is not therefore desirable that he should do so to the exclusion of my thinking for myself."
• "As with our colleges, so with a hundred 'modern improvements;' there is an illusion about them; there is not always a positive advance."
• "In short, I am convinced, both by faith and experience, that to maintain one's self on this earth is not a hardship but a pastime, if we will live simply and wisely; as the pursuits of the simpler nations are still the sports of the more artificial."
• "I would not have any one adopt my mode of living on any account; for, beside that before he has fairly learned it I may have found out another for myself, I desire that there be as many different persons in the world as possible; but I would have each one be very careful to find out and pursue his own way, and not his father's or his mother's or his neighbor's instead."
• "After a night's sleep the news is as indispensable as the breakfast. 'Pray tell me any thing new that has happened to a man any where on this globe,' -- and he reads it over his coffee and rolls, that a man has had his eyes gouged out this morning on the Wachito River; never dreaming the while that he lives in the dark unfathomed mammoth cave of this world, and has but the rudiment of an eye himself."
• "To a philosopher all news, as it is called, is gossip, and they who edit and read it are old women over their tea."
• "What news! how much more important to know what that is which was never old!"
• "No method nor discipline can supersede the necessity of being forever on the alert. What is a course of history, or philosophy, or poetry, no matter how well selected, or the best society, or the most admirable routine of life, compared with the discipline of looking always at what is to be seen?"
• "Many a forenoon have I stolen away, preferring to spend thus the most valued part of the day; for I was rich, if not in money, in sunny hours and summer days, and spent them lavishly; nor do I regret that I did not waste more of them in the workshop or the teacher's desk."
• "Let not to get a living be thy trade, but thy sport."
• "Men come tamely home at night only from the next field or street, where their household echoes haunt, and their life pines because it breathes its own breath over again; their shadows morning and evening reach farther than their daily steps. We should come home from far, from adventures, and perils, and discoveries, every day, with new experience and character."
• "The practical objection to animal food in my case was its uncleanness; and, besides, when I had caught and cleaned and cooked and eaten my fish, they seemed not to have fed me essentially. It was insignificant and unnecessary, and cost more than it came to. A little bread or a few potatoes would have done as well, with less trouble and filth."
• "In proportion as he simplifies his life, the laws of the universe will appear less complex, and solitude will not be solitude, nor poverty poverty, nor weakness weakness."
• "Cultivate poverty like a garden herb, like sage. Do not trouble yourself much to get new things, whether clothes or friends. Turn the old; return to them. Things do not change; we change. Sell your clothes and keep your thoughts."
• "However mean your life is, meet it and live it; do not shun it and call it hard names. It is not so bad as you are. It looks poorest when you are richest. The fault-finder will find faults even in paradise. Love your life, poor as it is. You may perhaps have some pleasant, thrilling, glorious hours, even in a poor-house. The setting sun is reflected from the windows of the alms-house as brightly as from the rich man's abode; the snow melts before its door as early in the spring."

Becoming a longing

I finished Christopher West's latest book and it's wonderful, amazing, gorgeous (if a book can be gorgeous). I highly recommend it! It really shed light on a lot of things in my life. Like for example why the coffee and lunch dates with friends (I've been trying to make a more regular part of my routine) make me want more and more coffee and lunch dates. The more friendship and love I get, the more I want. It's been making me aware of my own solitude and emptiness.

"It will enable us to rediscover 'our own finiteness and at the same time our longing for the infinite, that we are not self-sufficient, that we have not the source of joy within ourselves" (p. 214).

"The publicans and harlots enter the Kingdom before the just becasue they are well aware that they cannot save themselves; knowing the wretchedness of their condition, they are open to the Love that has come within their reach. So [their turning to Christ] is not only the result of guilty feelings. It is the consciousness of a desire that cannot be satisfied, the inner emptiness crying out to be filled with it knows not what" (p. 214).

"Prayer, properly understood, is nothing but becoming a longing for God." (Pope Benedict, quoted on p. 207)

Saying no while saying yes

I rejected a job offer yesterday. It was a tough decision, but I'd like to think that I said no while having what I'm saying yes to in sight. I said no to: extra work, a possibility of getting more work and hours through this school in the future, a possibility of earning more money, an "open door" of being able to choose between this job and my current job in the future, etc.

I said yes to: more frugality and learning how to save, more time for working at friendship, to tennis with Sofia, baking and sharing treats with people I like, exercise and taking care of myself, more time to pursue getting paid for something related to my degree (theology) and a job I really enjoy.

PS Check out my post at IgnitumToday... Integration: The Object of a Catholic Education

Real love grows

It has been a long time since I have spent an entire weekend without plans, taking my landlady her rent and saying yes to her cup of coffee. And after so much quality time talking at the park and just "being with" my BF, I can really say with conviction what someone told me two years ago: real love grows... I hope you love each other less than tomorrow and more than yesterday.

Onto a week that is starting out crazy already... my hopes for this week: priorities, making decisions and friendship (sharing with others and listening). And yours?