Do swans dream of rolling stones...?

It's Thor's day …

On The Way of the Watercourse, there is no tyrant who can resist its flow, no oppression that cannot be ended, no hunger that cannot be fed, no wound that cannot be healed, no hatred that cannot be turned to love, no dream that cannot be fulfilled.

More than 350 national security leaders have endorsed Harris for president, noting that if elected president, “she would enter that office with more significant national security experience than the four Presidents prior to President Biden.” – Heather Cox Richardson, Letters from an American.

The journey to enlightenment involves shedding, not collecting. It’s a continual process of opening and surrender, like taking off layer after layer of clothes, until we’re completely naked with nothing to hide. But we can’t just pretend, making a big display of disrobing, then putting everything back on when no one’s looking. Our surrender has to be genuine. – Pema Chödrön The real letting go-putting back is reserved for the seasons. Best we surrender to these if nothing else.

Speaking of dreams fulfilled:

Patti Smith reads about her first memory of the creative impulse. Posted by Maria Popova on Marginalian.

This evening in 1965, one of the most pivotal moments in the history of rock and roll took place at the Newport Folk Festival. Bob Dylan controversially gave up his acoustic guitar and went electric. The piece was “Like a Rolling Stone” perhaps among the very best poems ever written about the human condition, no doubt contributing to the Nobel committee's Laureate award.

Do you remember the first time you realized you were on your own?

Imagine My Surprise

… the world for one moment

closed its terrifying eyes

in gratitude.

– David Whyte, Fire in the Earth, 1992