Thursday, October 31, 2013


The work of the eyes is done. 

Go now and do the heart-work on the images imprisoned within you.

 
Rainer Maria Rilke, from “Wendung” 



'Your dream doesn’t have an expiration date. 

Take a deep breath and try again.'





Wednesday, October 30, 2013




coral slab by elaine selene





love


Love your wounds - they reveal what matters most to you, what your deepest soul longing is and what you came to heal in the collective. That is why we chose to incarnate into the families and situations we did, so that we could experience that affliction, and take it on as our own and then rise above it for All…


Love your so-called flaws, they are spiritual jewels that mark our journey and reveal where we let go of the physical to embrace the spiritual fully. It connects us to the deeper soul journey ~ wisdom, maturity, depth and transcendence. We are programmed to see them as flaws, when they are an initiation into the deeper mysteries.

Love your dysfunctions and the things that cause you to lose friends, successes or throw you into life lessons. They help us to find humor, wisdom, liberation and our inner child and this releases us from caring so much about what others think and allows us to find a deeper love of self and rise above the judgements of others.

Love your pain, It teaches forgiveness, tolerance, patience and it gives us the humility we need to unite together in higher consciousness and integrity… It shows us our healing power and how to transform, face our demons and get real with who we truly are and what we need to share and express.

Love your insecurities, they are a part of our genius and higher aspects of self that have just been shut down or unsupported. They show us our gifts and creativity and help us to let go, take risks and be comfortable in our own skin with our own boundaries and standards.

Love your Ego/identity when in crisis, let it be a compass pointed at your higher self, so that all actions, words, decisions and behaviors, reflect the nature of your divine blueprint. It shows us how to remove masks, programmings and ancestral patterns. It teaches us where we abuse free-will and reminds us of how to be authentic, powerful, influential and an example…

Love and honor these things in self and each other and focus on where it can take you and what it truly means, instead of how it makes one look and how it seems. When we see Truth, we see perfection in all things and we know how to find our way home…


 Laura Magdalena


Tuesday, October 29, 2013


People don’t like love, they like that flittery flirty feeling. 

They don’t love love - love is sacrificial, love is ferocious, it’s not emotive. 

Our culture doesn’t love love, it loves the idea of love. 

It wants the emotion without paying anything for it. It’s ridiculous.


Matt Chandler 


Monday, October 28, 2013

lovely


the poetry of forms






'There are two types of waiting. 

There’s the the waiting you do for something you know is coming, sooner or later

—like waiting for the 6:28 train, or the school bus, 

or a party where a certain handsome boy might be. 

And then there’s the waiting for something you don’t know is coming. 

You don’t even know what it is exactly, but you’re hoping for it.

 You’re imagining it and living your life for it. 

That’s the kind of waiting that makes a fist in your heart.'


kenji alucky

Thursday, October 24, 2013


Of course I’ll hurt you. Of course you’ll hurt me. Of course we will hurt each other. 

But this is the very condition of existence. 

To become spring, means accepting the risk of winter. 

To become presence, means accepting the risk of absence.


 Antoine de Saint-ExupĂ©ry, The Little Prince 


Monday, October 21, 2013

life


We are desire. It is the essence of the human soul, the secret of our existence. 
Absolutely nothing of human greatness is ever accomplished without it. 
Not a symphony has been written, a mountain climbed, an injustice fought, or a love sustained apart from desire. 
Desire fuels our search for the life we prize.

John Eldredge





What happens in a certain place can stain your feelings for that location, 

just as ink can stain a white sheet. You can wash it, and wash it, 

and still never forget what has transpired - 

a word which here means ‘happened, and made everybody sad.’

 Lemony Snicket 


Monday, October 14, 2013


We forget we’re
mostly water
till the rain falls
and every atom
in our body
starts to go home.

 Albert Huffstickler, “We Forget”




The wise are wise only because they love. 
And the foolish are foolish only because they think they can understand love.
 Paulo Coelho, The Zahir


Sunday, October 13, 2013

Because fear kills everything. 

Your mind, your heart, your imagination.


 Cornelia Funke

Carnegie Museum of Natural history

Saturday, October 12, 2013


wisdom

Well, I think you get to a place where you realize you have nothing to lose. 
Nothing at all. Then you have no reason to bind yourself. I had no reason to hold on. 
I found it stupid to hold on, to close myself up and hold within me nothing. 
So I decided to try everything, to keep myself wide open to human beings,
 all human beings — seeing them as I understand them to be, 
not as they wish they were, but as I understand them to be. 
Very truthfully — not idealistically, but realistically. 
And seeing that if this person knew better he would do better.
 That doesn’t mean that I don’t protect myself from his actions, you know. 

Maya Angelou


Friday, October 11, 2013


Accept that cars aren’t necessary and that some meals take hours, 

that we can now fly to space, that there’s nothing wrong with crashing on couches 

if you’re on an adventure, that three outfits are enough, that sunrises are free, 

that the first time you see Machu Picchu it will break your heart, 

that being alone in a country with no money and no return ticket will teach you more about yourself than any therapist ever could…

Aric S. Queen  

by Craig Easton

Sunday, October 6, 2013


To my daughter I will say,
‘See your beauty
without a compliment
or a mirror.’

'Blind' by Della Hicks-Wilson 


Tuesday, October 1, 2013



Sometimes people have nothing to say because they’re too empty and sometimes people have nothing to say because they’re too full.' 
There are days when I can't get the stories out of my heart and on to the paper.
 I love life too much. I love people, and places, and faces, and smiles, and I'm full.



I dream of lost vocabularies that might express some of what we no longer can.

 Jack Gilbert 


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