It's impossible to write about Native life without humor-that's how people maintain sanity.
Louise ErdrichRead
All of our actions have in their doing the seed of their undoing. ... That in her creation of her children there should be the unspeakable promise of their death, for by their birth she had created mortal beings.
Interpretation
Every action we take contains the potential for both creation and destruction.
This quote highlights the duality of existence, where every positive creation carries within it the potential for negative consequences. Louise Erdrich reflects on the profound connection between life and death, suggesting that in the act of giving life to her children, a mother also acknowledges the inevitability of their mortality, thus intertwining the themes of birth and loss in the cycle of life.
In practice
This quote could be used in a discussion about the consequences of our choices in a philosophy class.
It's impossible to write about Native life without humor-that's how people maintain sanity.
It was just enough to sit there without words.
Life will break you. Nobody can protect you from that, and living alone won't either, for solitude will also break you with its yearning. You have to love. You have to feel. It is the reason you are here on earth. You are here to risk your heart.
The world tips away when we look into our children's faces.
...which causes me to wonder, my own purpose on so many days as humble as the spider's, what is beautiful that I make? What is elegant? What feeds the world?
Her mind was present because she was always gone. Her hands were filled because they grasped the meaning of empty. Life was simple. Her husband returned and she served him with indifferent patience this time. When he asked what had happened to her heat for him, she gestured to the west. The sun was setting. The sky was a body of fire.
At the most we gaze at it in wonder, a kind of wonder which in itself is a form of dawning horror, for somehow we know by instinct that outsize buildings cast the shadow of their own destruction before them, and are designed from the first with an eye to their later existence as ruins.
They came from the four corners of the earth, driven by hunger, plague, tumors, and the cold, and stopped here. They couldn’t go any futrther because of the ocean. That’s France, that’s the French people.
It is good to have an end to journey toward, but it is the journey that matters in the end.
Every sensation shares the same characteristic: it arises and passes away, arises and passes away. It is this arising and passing that we have to experience through practice, not just accept as truth because Buddha said so, not just accept because intellectually it seems logical enough to us. We must experience sensation’s nature, understand its flux, and learn not to react to it.
When I see an object there is no will; when its sensations are carried to the brain, there comes the reaction, which says "Do this", or "Do not do this", and this state of the ego-substance is what is called will
If I seem to wander, if I seem to stray, remember that true stories seldom take the straightest way
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