softening
There are people that soften me–
with music
with a gentle heart
with deep listening
with sharing their vulnerability
I cherish these people.
(You know who you are.)
There are people that soften me–
with music
with a gentle heart
with deep listening
with sharing their vulnerability
I cherish these people.
(You know who you are.)
I found this written in an old journal today. The author is unknown. “A hundred years from now it will not matter the sort of house I lived in, what my bank account was or the kind of car I drove, but the world may be different because I was important in the life of…
One Song by Rumi Every war and every conflict between human beings has happened because of some disagreement about names. It is such an unnecessary foolishness, because just beyond the arguing there is a long table of companionship set and waiting for us to sit down. What is praised is one, so the praise is…
“Delicate” for Photo Friday and in honor of Dio de los Muertos Stop Being So Religious by Hafiz What Do Sad people have in Common? It seems They have all built a shrine To the past And often go there And do a strange wail and Worship. What is the beginning of Happiness? It is…
“One regret, dear world, that I am determined not to have when I am laying on my deathbed is that I did not kiss you enough.” -Hafiz
This picture was taken on August 23rd, the night of the New Moon. On that day I made an offering to the Earth of my daughter’s placenta. After storing it in my freezer for almost four years waiting for the “perfect moment” or the “perfect” place to bury it, I decided to just do it….
Sometimes we need to just let go and float.