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The being-ness of beauty

How does a single cut flower, so still, silent and surrendered, convene the attention of an entire room, then ‘float’ that room with beauty and aliveness and love? Well, not by doing anything.

The butler

A quiet mind is like a well-trained butler—there when you need him, not there when you don’t, an absence made conspicuous by his occasional presence.

This guy’s butler enjoys the liquor cabinet. How loquacious, intrusive and opinionated he is, how comically self-important, how noisy and useless.