Blueberries
June 18, 2016
“Glances
Two people meet. The sky turns winter,
quells whatever they would say.
Then, a periphery glance into danger –
and an avalanche already on its way.
They have been honest all their lives;
careful, calm, never in haste;
they didn’t know what it is to meet.
Now they have met: the world is waste.
They find they are riding an avalanche
feeling at rest, all danger gone.
The present looks out of their eyes; they stand
calm and still on a speeding stone.”
― William Stafford
Femme
April 28, 2016
“People who deny the existence of dragons are often eaten by dragons. From within.”
― Ursula K. Le Guin
All the Love
April 25, 2016
“The true signature and perhaps even the miracle of human love is helplessness, and all the more miraculous because it is a helplessness which we wittingly or unwittingly choose; a road we have to take against the odds.”
― David Whyte
One Saturday Afternoon
April 24, 2016
“Love is the conversation between possible, searing disappointment and a profoundly imagined sense of arrival and fulfillment; how we shape that conversation is the touchstone of our ability to love in the real inhabited world.”
― David Whyte
Easter Tradition
March 27, 2016
“What is love?”; “The total absence of fear,” said the Master; “What is it we fear?”; “Love,” said the Master.”
― Anthony de Mello
Never Too Early
November 20, 2015
“Rise and shine. I’ve always held such fondness for that sweet old phrase. As though we are all little Suns. As though we are all someone’s Day.” –Beau Taplin
Beginnings
November 1, 2015
“My angel; everything I have inside me is yours, soak it up through the paper, through the sleeve of my coat. Suck my blood out of the hollow of my elbow where you are lying, where you are keeping warm. It’s just as you please, it will always be just as you please from now on.”
― Violette Leduc
Paint By Numbers
October 11, 2015
“Then love knew it was called love.
And when I lifted my eyes to your name,
suddenly your heart showed me my way”
― Pablo Neruda
Janahlee’s Baby Shower
October 11, 2015
“so I wait for you like a lonely house
till you will see me again and live in me.
Till then my windows ache.”
― Pablo Neruda
Autumn Milk
October 1, 2015
“But can’t you hear the Wild? – it’s calling you.
Let us probe the silent places, let us seek what luck betide us;
Let us journey to a lonely land I know.
There’s a whisper on the night-wind, there’s a star agleam to guide us,
And the Wild is calling, calling . . . Let us go.”
–R. Service
