Wake of the wait, originally uploaded by colbyh. "...then I will give you your rains in their season, and the land shall yield its increase, and the trees of the field shall yield their fruit." Leviticus 26:4
In a time when nothing is forever and even tomorrow can feel uncertain, when our sense of self can be dashed in a day, by work gone wrong or gone mechanical, by love gone awry or a careless word, there is always bed...bed is a sanctuary...a place to center yourself, to feel protected until you are ready to face the world again. - Ilse Crawford, Home Is Where the Heart Is bali modern
surfing on second chances, every second, all the way to shore
Image from Country Road via Elsa-May I think now that being free is not being powerful or rich or well regarded or without obligation but being able to love. To love someone else enough to forget about yourself even for one moment is to be free. — Jeanette Winterson (The Passion)
Morning view, originally uploaded by Mike Lanzetta. Every decision I make is a choice between a grievance and a miracle.... I relinquish all regrets grievances and resentments and choose the miracle! - Deepak Chopra
Charly's shadow, originally uploaded by So Graphic. I think I could turn and live with animals, they are so placid and self-contain'd, I stand and look at them long and long.
They do not sweat and whine about their condition, They do not lie awake in the dark and weep for their sins, They do not make me sick discussing their duty to God, Not one is dissatisfied, not one is demented with the mania of owning things, Not one kneels to another, nor to his kind that lived thousands of years ago, Not one is respectable or unhappy over the whole earth.
So they show their relations to me and I accept them, They bring me tokens of myself, they evince them plainly in their possession. I wonder where they get those tokens, Did I pass that way huge times ago and negligently drop them?
Myself moving forward then and now and forever, Gathering and showing more always and with velocity, Infinite and omnigenous, and the like of these among them, Not too exclusive toward the reachers of my reme…
Uploaded by bellarosebyliz It is who we are...the essence of the human soul, the secret of our existence...We must journey to find the life we prize. And the guide we have been given is the desire set deep within. The greatest human tragedy is to give up the search. -John Eldredge