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“Despite all the obstacles we had to face regularly, we were guided by fundamental values that made our paths less painful. Honor, faith, respect, benevolence, fellowship, and, above all, family unity were cherished tenets, deeply revered, and held their value. In today's society, they are fading away slowly, and if we don't defend them now, they will, without fail, disappear.”
― C. J. Thorin, The Wolf and the Shepherd

“I come to the conclusion that letters—even good letters—are often concerned with the straws and pebbles of daily life, a realm which, rightly or wrongly, seems traditionally assigned to women.”
― Anne Morrow Lindbergh, Bring Me a Unicorn: Diaries and Letters of Anne Morrow Lindbergh, 1922-1928

“In a village quaint and bright, Lived a chef with great delight. Every morn, with break of day, He’d cook his meals, then he’d say
“Did you eat?� His voice so clear, Echoed far and echoed near. Neighbors smiled, children played, In his care, their hearts were laid.
One fine day, a stranger came, Hungry, tired, seeking fame. “Teach me, chef, your art so fine, I long to make my dishes shine.�
With a nod and knowing glance, The chef began the culinary dance. “First, you learn to truly care, For food is love, you must declare.�
Days turned weeks, the lessons flew, The stranger learned and friendships grew. But fame and glory filled his mind, Leaving care and love behind.
He opened a place, grand and vast, But love for food, a thing of the past. “Did you eat?� He’d never ask, Focused solely on his task.
DID YOU EAT?
Customers came, then soon they went, For something vital had been spent. Food was fine, but heart was cold,
A lesson learned, a tale retold.
Back he went, with heavy heart, To the chef who’d played his part. “Teach me now, what I have missed, For love and care, I have dismissed.�
The chef then smiled, wise and kind, “To care for others, open your mind. The food you make, with love instill, And hearts you’ll nourish, a void you’ll fill.�
“Did you eat?� He asked anew, And in that question, wisdom true. For food with love is more than treat, It’s a bond, a joy, a life complete.
So here’s the tale, both light and deep, A lesson strong for all to keep.
In every meal, in every greet,
Ask with love, “Did you eat?”
― Kindly NYC, Did You Eat? : A Global Journey Through Food, Care, and Connection

“Did You Eat?"

In a village quaint and bright,
Lived a chef with great delight.
Every morn, with break of day,
He’d cook his meals, then he’d say

“Did you eat?� His voice so clear,
Echoed far and echoed near.
Neighbors smiled, children played,
In his care, their hearts were laid.

One fine day, a stranger came,
Hungry, tired, seeking fame.
“Teach me, chef, your art so fine,
I long to make my dishes shine.�

With a nod and knowing glance,
The chef began the culinary dance.
“First, you learn to truly care,
For food is love, you must declare.�

Days turned weeks, the lessons flew,
The stranger learned and friendships grew.
But fame and glory filled his mind,
Leaving care and love behind.

He opened a place, grand and vast,
But love for food, a thing of the past.
“Did you eat?� He’d never ask,
Focused solely on his task.

Customers came, then soon they went,
For something vital had been spent.
Food was fine, but heart was cold,
A lesson learned, a tale retold.

Back he went, with heavy heart,
To the chef who’d played his part.
“Teach me now, what I have missed,
For love and care, I have dismissed.�

The chef then smiled, wise and kind,
“To care for others, open your mind.
The food you make, with love instill,
And hearts you’ll nourish, a void you’ll fill.�

“Did you eat?� He asked anew,
And in that question, wisdom true.
For food with love is more than treat,
It’s a bond, a joy, a life complete.

So here’s the tale, both light and deep,
A lesson strong for all to keep.
In every meal, in every greet,
Ask with love, “Did you eat?”
― Kindly NYC, Did You Eat? : A Global Journey Through Food, Care, and Connection

“In a traditional civilization it is almost inconceivable that a man should claim an idea as his own; [...] If an idea is true, it belongs equally to all who are capable of understanding it; if it is false, there is no credit in having invented it. A true idea cannot be 'new', for truth is not a product of the human mind; it exists independently of us, and all we have to do is to take cognizance of it; outside this knowledge there can be nothing but error: but do the moderns on the whole care much about truth, or do they even know what it is? Here again words have lost their real meaning, inasmuch as some people-for instance contemporary pragmatists-go so far as to misappropriate the word 'truth' for what is simply practical utility, that is to say for something that is quite foreign to the intellectual order. The logical outcome of the modern deviation is precisely the negation of truth, as well as of the intelligence of which truth is the object.”
― René Guénon, The Crisis of the Modern World

“Every day I draw from the wisdom of my grandmother.”
― Jessica Marie Baumgartner, Reclaiming Femininity: Saving Women's Traditions & Our Future

“By rejecting femininity and tradition we have lost our culture.”
― Jessica Marie Baumgartner, Reclaiming Femininity: Saving Women's Traditions & Our Future

“There is no woman stronger than one who can face their problems with a smile.”
― Jessica Marie Baumgartner, Reclaiming Femininity: Saving Women's Traditions & Our Future

“Faith groups restore our love of humanity. They remind us that people are not monsters, but balanced beings capable of both creation and destruction.”
― Jessica Marie Baumgartner, Reclaiming Femininity: Saving Women's Traditions & Our Future

“Imagine what we could accomplish if we stopped placing our lives on a timetable and went back to just being able to knock on a neighbor’s door at any time.”
― Jessica Marie Baumgartner, Reclaiming Femininity: Saving Women's Traditions & Our Future

“Motherhood is not a dirty word.”
― Jessica Marie Baumgartner, Reclaiming Femininity: Saving Women's Traditions & Our Future

“Children are no different now than they were one-hundred years ago, but their circumstances are and how they are raised have vastly changed.”
― Jessica Marie Baumgartner, Reclaiming Femininity: Saving Women's Traditions & Our Future

“We can't embrace change when we are still engaged in the old ways; until tradition is revisited and a few toes are stepped on progress will remain alien to us.”
― Uzihben

“Charge up your mind with facts and reason,
Charge up your heart with love and vision.
Backbone alive repels cowardly inaction,
Even if peddled by thousand year tradition.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Bulletproof Backbone: Injustice Not Allowed on My Watch

“And, of course, neither point of view should be confused with a conservatism that indiscriminately resists all innovation. Of course, this conservatism really exists, as everybody knows. More than that, it seems to belong to one of the so-to-speak natural categories of decadence and risks against which everyone who accepts and assents to sacred tradition as a basic reality of history as it really occurs must arm himself from the start.”
― Josef Pieper, Tradition: Concept and Claim

“...it is a matter of grave importance that Fairy tales should be respected.... a nation without fancy, without some romance, never did, never can, never will hold, a great place under the sun.... To preserve them in their usefulness, they must be as much preserved in their simplicity, and purity, and innocent extravagance, as if they were actual fact. Whosoever alters them to suit his own opinions, whatever they are, is guilty, to our thinking, of an act of presumption, and appropriates to himself what does not belong to him.
("Frauds on the Fairies" from Household Words, October 1, 1853)”
― Charles Dickens

“Certainly I favor tradition; I am aware that ancestral decorum ought not to be scorned. The aberrant is to be shunned. Life’s fundamental rhythms depend on sameness, not deviation. All this I long ago learned from my mother.”
― Cynthia Ozick, Antiquities

“Breeze was a share cropper. His whole family was. He was born in Fallon, South Carolina a dusty wretched town to a long line of men named Ezra Walker. His first son would be named Ezra, too. No clue why. It was a tradition and most traditions didn’t make sense.”
― Tia Williams, A Love Song for Ricki Wilde

“A dollop of heresy kept a person from getting too wrapped up in the particulars of tradition.”
― Alexander Freed, Rogue One: A Star Wars Story

“Esperanza Impossible Sonnet 5

Our whole life we're taught to live behind the veil,
It is forbidden to even dream of removing it.
To really seal the deal society calls this tradition,
So that we feel guilty if we cross our ancestral limit.
This is how habits are proudly passed on as heritage,
And bigotry as the highest form of enlightenment.
Thus, integration is deemed as the ultimate treachery,
And peace remains a matter of armchair amusement.
If you are to choose between tradition and humanity,
I say, treat your ancestors as children not sage.
Those who pass on division and discrimination,
Deserve neither seriousness nor allegiance.
Truth is not the journey from one veil to another.
Truth involves peeling the veil one layer after another.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Esperanza Impossible: 100 Sonnets of Ethics, Engineering & Existence

“Let neither politicians nor ancestors
contaminate your senses with fear.
Modern sapiens must be modern enough to
not succumb to the army of ancient monsters.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Visvavatan: 100 Demilitarization Sonnets

“For religion to be there you have to seek it on your own. It is a personal growth, a personal encounter with reality, face-to-face, immediate and direct. It has nothing to do with tradition, nothing to do with the past. You have to grow into it. You have to allow it to grow in you.
Religion is a revolution, not a conformity. It is not a conviction intellectually attained; it is a conversion of your total being.”
― Rajneesh

“Why, it can never be too cold for a picnic. Besides which, we have one every year. It's tradition. And you must never break a tradition,' she said solemnly. 'I firmly believe that old ones are to be cherished and new ones cultivated as often as one feels inclined...”
― M.A. Kuzniar, Upon a Frosted Star

“You can’t hold on to the past. A certain amount of tradition is good but never too much. A school is for the children of today. It’s not for the children of fifty years ago or even of thirty years ago.”
― Agatha Christie, Cat Among the Pigeons

“Culture is not something that has been there from time immemorial, it is also not something that is frozen in time. Culture is in fact something that is dynamic and constantly changing, it absorbs new influences and modifies them to suit local requirements, it constantly appropriates from other traditions and also gives to them in equal measure.

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― Ram Puniyani and Sharad Sharma

“Old customs are not meant to make us old.”
― Tamerlan Kuzgov

“Tradition divides, tradition unites;
Choose carefully the tradition you live.
Not all traditions imposed on you are good,
You gotta use conscience to pick and mix.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Dervis Vadisi: 100 Promissory Sonnets

“They enjoyed the usual holiday traditions of a Christmas tree, big family dinner, you know, normal stuff but Amma had one tradition that she insisted be shared with me and all of my cousins, which was Jolabokaflod.â€�
“A what flood?�
“It translates to Christmas Book flood,� I said. “In Iceland it’s a tradition to give new books as gifts on Christmas Eve and then spend the evening reading.�
“Seriously?â€� Sam asked. “As a writer and avid reader, I have to say that is awesome.”
― Jenn McKinlay, It Happened One Christmas Eve

“In Extremis by Stewart Stafford

Saturnalia's trumpets sound,
The ancestral chorus song,
Time's gold web drawn back,
For the stocks' denizen throng.

Bawdy knights of the feral feast,
Daze of snoring stranger sloth,
As contagion's banquet guests,
Sipping end times' galling broth.

Bean found in fortuitous cake,
A fool crowned Lord of Misrule,
The meek's pantomimed throne,
A drone in a queen bee's tulle.

Fatted calf, societal scapegoat,
Chattels mopping festive vomit,
Charon coins on bloodshot eyes,
Execution dawn to a dark comet.

© Stewart Stafford, 2024. All rights reserved.”
― Stewart Stafford

“Contaminate not the sweetness of soul,
with foul stench of segregated psyche.
Better stand civilized, without roots,
than be sentenced to inherited slavery.”
― Abhijit Naskar, Yüz Åžiirlerin Yüzüğü (Ring of 100 Poems, Bilingual Edition): 100 Turkish Poems with Translations