The Length of Days
May 2, 2012
“Every year I live I am more convinced that the waste of life lies in the love we have not given, the powers we have not used, the selfish prudence that will risk nothing, and which shirking pain, misses happiness as well. No one ever yet was the poorer in the long run for having once in a lifetime ‘let out all the length of all the reins’.”
–Mary Cholmondeley
A Real Wave
February 8, 2011
Kung Fu Surfing
February 8, 2011
"We need enormous pockets, pockets big enough for our families and our friends, and even the people who aren’t on our lists, people we’ve never met but still want to protect. We need pockets for boroughs and for cities, a pocket that could hold the universe."
— Jonathan Safran Foer
Polaroids
January 16, 2011
One Week in Paradise
January 16, 2011
"It is said by the Eldar that in water there lives yet the echo of the Music of the Ainur more than in any substance that is in this Earth; and many of the Children of Ilúvatar hearken still unsated to the voices of the Sea, and yet know not for what they listen."
— J.R.R. Tolkien
Sunset at Guiones
January 16, 2011
“In dwelling, live close to the ground. In thinking, keep to the simple. In conflict, be fair and generous. In governing, don’t try to control. In work, do what you enjoy. In family life, be completely present.” –Tao Te Ching
Yoga at Sunset
January 15, 2011
Into the Sun
January 14, 2011
"Some people prefer solitude. They say their peace of mind depends on this.
Others say they would be better off in church.
If you do well, you do well wherever you are. If you fail, you fail wherever you are.
Your surroundings don’t matter. God is with you everywhere — in the market place as well as in seclusion or in the church.
If you look for nothing but God, nothing or no one can disturb you.
God is not distracted by a multitude of things.
Nor can we be."
— Meister Eckhart
Ducking and Diving
January 14, 2011
"Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops at all"
— Emily Dickenson
Private Beach
January 14, 2011
"We have lingered in the chambers of the sea
By sea-girls wreathed with seaweed red and brown
Till human voices wake us… and we drown."
— T.S. Eliot
