“Sometimes being uncomfortable is the only way to save yourself from settling.
— Andrea Ager
Thursday, July 25, 2013
Terrifying Amazing
“If it’s both terrifying and amazing then you should definitely pursue it. "
— Erada
— Erada
Tuesday, July 16, 2013
Love Emily
“Emerging from an Abyss, and re-entering it—that is Life, is it not, Dear?”
- Emily Dickinson, from a letter to Susan Gilbert Dickinson, late 1885
- Emily Dickinson, from a letter to Susan Gilbert Dickinson, late 1885
Origins
“Who can guess the luna’s sadness who lives so briefly? Who can guess the impatience of stone longing to be ground down, to be part again of something livelier? Who can imagine in what heaviness the rivers remember the original clarity?”
- Mary Oliver, opening to “The Moth, The Mountains, The Rivers," from A ThousandMornings: Poems
- Mary Oliver, opening to “The Moth, The Mountains, The Rivers," from A ThousandMornings: Poems
Sea Everyone Anyone No one
“To live in an old shack by the sea
(And breathe the sweet salt air)
To live with the dawn and the dusk
The new moon and the full moon
The tides the wind and the rain…
To surf and comb the beach
And gather sea shells and drift-wood
And know the thrill of loneliness
And lose all sense of time
And be free
To hike over the island to the village
And visit the marketplace
And enjoy the music and the food and the people
And do a little trading
And see the great ships come and go
And, man, have me a ball
And in the evening
(When the sky is on fire)
Heaven and earth become my great open cathedral
Where all men are brothers
Where all things are bound by law
And crowned with love
Poor, alone and happy
I walk by the surf and make a fire on the beach
And as darkness covers the face of the deep
Lie down in the wild grass
And dream the dream that the dreamers dream
I am the wind, the sea, the evening star
I am everyone, anyone, no one.”
- Eden Ahbez
(And breathe the sweet salt air)
To live with the dawn and the dusk
The new moon and the full moon
The tides the wind and the rain…
To surf and comb the beach
And gather sea shells and drift-wood
And know the thrill of loneliness
And lose all sense of time
And be free
To hike over the island to the village
And visit the marketplace
And enjoy the music and the food and the people
And do a little trading
And see the great ships come and go
And, man, have me a ball
And in the evening
(When the sky is on fire)
Heaven and earth become my great open cathedral
Where all men are brothers
Where all things are bound by law
And crowned with love
Poor, alone and happy
I walk by the surf and make a fire on the beach
And as darkness covers the face of the deep
Lie down in the wild grass
And dream the dream that the dreamers dream
I am the wind, the sea, the evening star
I am everyone, anyone, no one.”
- Eden Ahbez
Monday, July 15, 2013
Inception
"If the dream is a translation of waking life, waking life is also a translation of the dream." - Rene Magritte
Love Letter
Goodnight and great love to you. We see the same stars
— George Mallory to his wife Ruth in a letter during the 1921 Everest Reconnaissance Expedition
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