When people ask me where my roots are, I look down at my feet, and I see the roots of my soul grasping the earth. They are here... in the Southwest... I still live in New Mexico.
Rudolfo AnayaRead
There are many gods . . . gods of beauty and magic, gods of the garden, gods in our own backyards, but we go off to foreign countries to find new ones, we reach to the stars to find new ones--. . . . The god of the church is a jealous god; he cannot live in peace with other gods.
Interpretation
The quote reflects on humanity's search for divinity and the conflict between different beliefs.
Rudolfo Anaya's quote explores the multifaceted nature of divinity, suggesting that while there are numerous representations of gods within familiar settings, people often seek new and different experiences elsewhere. It highlights the tension between established religious beliefs and the broader exploration of spirituality, indicating that a singular, 'jealous' god cannot coexist peacefully with the diverse understandings of the divine that humans seek.
In practice
In a discussion about spirituality at a seminar.
When people ask me where my roots are, I look down at my feet, and I see the roots of my soul grasping the earth. They are here... in the Southwest... I still live in New Mexico.
It is because good is always stronger than evil. Always remember that, Antonio. The smallest bit of good can stand against all the powers of evil in the world and it will emerge triumphant.
Understanding comes with life. As a man grows he sees life and death, he is happy and sad, he works, plays, meets people - sometimes it takes a lifetime to acquire understanding, because in the end understanding simply means having sympathy for people.
But nobody ever forgot anything, not really, though sometimes they pretended, when it suited them. Memories were permanent. Sorrowful ones remained sad even with the passing of time, yet happy ones could never be recreated - not with the same joy. Remembering bred its own peculiar sorrow. It seemed so unfair: that time should render both sadness and happiness into a source of pain.
Capitalism has socialized production. It has brought thousands of people together in the factory and involved them in new social relationships.
If it is surely the means to the highest end we know, can any work be humble or disgusting? Will it not rather be elevating as a ladder, the means by which we are translated?
Freeing oneself from words is liberation.
Come my spade. There is no ancient gentlemen but gardeners, ditchers, and grave-makers; they hold up Adam's profession.
The game of golf would lose a great deal if croquet mallets and billiard cues were allowed on the putting green.
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