Quote for the day — disenchantment

Everything Matters: Beyond Meds

enchantmentSometimes people feel that recognizing the truth of suffering conditions a pessimistic outlook on life, that somehow it is life-denying. Actually, it is quite the reverse. By denying what is true, for example, the truth of impermanence, we live in a world of illusion and enchantment. Then when circumstances change in ways we don’t like, we feel disappointed, angry, or bitter. The Buddha expressed the liberating power of seeing the unreliability of conditions. “All that is subject to arising is subject to cessation. Becoming disenchanted one becomes dispassionate. Through dispassion the mind is liberated.”

It’s telling that in English “disenchanted,” “disillusioned,” and dispassionate” often have a negative connotation. But looking more closely at their meaning reveals their connection to freedom. Becoming disenchanted means breaking the spell of enchantment, waking up into a greater and fuller reality. This is the happy ending of so many great myths and fairy tales. Being…

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Illustrator Dante Tyler reimagines popular Disney princess as glamorized fashion icons, putting their likenesses into the covers of Vogue.

I am not influenced by the techniques or fashions of any other motion picture company.Walt Disney

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Disenchanted Residence

Disenchanted Residence

She hovered near the bannister was that a voice she heard it had been so long since she’d heard a voice a man’s voice yes the dust the plaster that had fallen over the years softly swirled as she passed the stairs in search of the voice the voice of a man it echoed up the through marble and fallen time it echoed through her and she felt alive for a moment then the voice died away was gone was but a breath of wind in the ancient air and air filled with her light presence disenchanted false ethereal glazed with novel wind and shaded without life…

Roald Dahl retells Red Riding Hood

Roald Dahl retelling of fairy tales: Red Riding Hood

The small girl smiles. One eyelid flickers.
She whips a pistol from her knickers.
She aims it at the creature’s head
And bang bang bang, she shoots him dead.
A few weeks later, in the wood,
I came across Miss Riding Hood.
But what a change! No cloak of red,
No silly hood upon her head.
She said, “Hello, and do please note
My lovely furry wolfskin coat.”

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