Posted 3 weeks ago
I have learned not to worry about love; but to honor its coming with all my heart.
Alice Walker
Posted 3 weeks ago
And summer’s lease hath all too short a date
Posted 1 month ago
and this, our life,
exempt from public haunt,
finds tongues in trees,
books in the running brooks,
sermons in stones,
and good in everything
William Shakespeare
Posted 1 month ago
Your joy is your sorrow unmasked. And the selfsame well from which your laughter rises was oftentimes filled with your tears. And how else can it be? The deeper that sorrow carves into your being, the more joy you can contain.

The Prophet
by Khalil Gibran

Posted 1 month ago

"And I am, chasing a ghost
And I am, A fool

And I am, falling,
Falling for you
Ever since, I first laid eyes on you.”

Posted 1 month ago
The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad to live, mad to talk, mad to be saved, desirous of everything at the same time, the ones who never yawn or say a commonplace thing, but burn, burn, burn, like fabulous yellow roman candles exploding like spiders across the stars and in the middle you see the blue centerlight pop and everybody goes ‘awww!’
Jack Kerouac, “On the Road”
Posted 2 months ago

AZ day/night

The desert floor glitters with broken windshield glass and the stars have never been brighter than from my grandmother’s back porch.

Posted 4 months ago

Song of Myself

I celebrate myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.

I loafe and invite my soul,
I lean and loafe at my ease observing a spear of summer grass.

My tongue, every atom of my blood, form’d from this soil, this air,
Born here of parents born here from parents the same, and their parents the same,
I, now thirty-seven years old in perfect health begin,
Hoping to cease not till death.

Creeds and schools in abeyance,
Retiring back a while sufficed at what they are, but never forgotten,
I harbor for good or bad, I permit to speak at every hazard,
Nature without check with original energy.

Posted 6 months ago
Change the focus of the eye. When you have done that, then the end of the world as you formerly knew it will have occurred, and you will experience the radiance of the divine presence everywhere, here and now.
Joseph Campbell, On Being Human
Posted 6 months ago
They come and go like muffled and veiled figures sent from a distant friendly party; but they say nothing, and if we do not use the gifts they bring, they carry them as silently away
Ralph Waldo Emerson