On March’s course block, our tutor Caroline asked for volunteers to run a seminar. I said I’d speak about ‘writing as spiritual practice’. I was crying too hard at the end of our group process to do the talk in the end, but that’s another story… ; )
Whilst preparing and collecting poems about writing, my friend Kaspa mentioned a poem by Snyder.
He found it later and emailed it to me. I liked it so much I posted it here.
I don’t know how, but a blogger called Luke Storms from Toronto found it and re-posted it on his ‘commonplace book’ blog, Crashingly Beautiful, where he collects marvellous things. Here it is (scroll down). I can’t remember how I found it there. I might have been ego-googling (blush).
Wanting to find more marvellous things, I checked out Luke’s main blog – Intense City – and there at the top right was the very Cohen quote I’d stumbled across for the first time a few weeks ago, when I was having a terrible day.
I went to find Luke on Facebook and said ‘hi’. He said ‘hi’ back, and sent me a youtube link to Leonard Cohen singing the song with the quote.
And so I woke up with Leonard Cohen this morning, with a fluffy black cat occassionally getting between me and the screen. There aren’t any finer ways to wake up. Get back under your bed covers right now, turn your laptop up loud, and enjoy.
(Thanks Caroline, Kaspa, Sage (who posted the quote), Luke, Leonard, Fatty, the man who made my laptop, and the multitudes of others who made my morning possible. Who do you have to thank for yours?)