Sacred Graffiti

"I realized that you had no power over me, that it was not you alone who were my lover but the entire..."

Sun, 14 Apr 2013 15:30:18 +0100

“I realized that you had no power over me, that it was not you alone who were my lover but the entire earth. It was as if my soul had extended countless sensitive feelers, and I lived within everything, perceiving simultaneously Niagara Falls thundering far beyond the ocean and the long golden drops rustling and pattering in the lane.”

- Vladimir Nabokov, Sounds, from The Stories of Vladimir Nabokov (via bookmania)

"Down the steep drop-off to sea without plummeting. Returned by thermals and sweat to the sky without..."

Sat, 13 Apr 2013 15:30:15 +0100

“Down the steep drop-off to sea
without plummeting.
Returned by thermals and sweat to the sky
without rising.
Each following the lost one before it,
thirteen sandpipers and their aluminum streaks
write one word for me in the air
and at the same time
erase it.”

- John Sibley Williams (via talkativolive)

"Is the soul solid, like iron? Or is it tender and breakable, like the wings of a moth in the beak of..."

Fri, 12 Apr 2013 15:30:27 +0100

“Is the soul solid, like iron?
Or is it tender and breakable, like
the wings of a moth in the beak of the owl?”

- Mary Oliver - Some Questions You Might Ask

"Work is love, made visible."

Thu, 11 Apr 2013 15:30:23 +0100

“Work is love, made visible.”

- Khalil Gibran (via le-desir-de-lautre)

"High there, how he rung upon the rein of a wimpling wing In his ecstasy! then off, off forth on..."

Wed, 10 Apr 2013 15:30:21 +0100

“High there, how he rung upon the rein of a wimpling wing
In his ecstasy! then off, off forth on swing,
As a skate’s heel sweeps smooth on a bow-bend: the hurl and gliding
Rebuffed the big wind. My heart in hiding
Stirred for a bird, – the achieve of, the mastery of the thing.”

- Gerard Manley Hopkins, Windhover

apoetreflects: O troupe of little vagrants of the world, leave your footprints in my...

Tue, 09 Apr 2013 15:30:08 +0100

apoetreflects:

O troupe of little vagrants of the world, leave your footprints in my words.

—Rabindranath Tagore, from Stray Birds (Macmillan Company, 1916)

Open It

Mon, 08 Apr 2013 15:30:09 +0100

“Like a gift, beautifully wrapped at the foot of your bed each morning, today asks that you open it and enjoy everything inside. Exhaust yourself with all it has to offer!”

Steve Maraboli

Artwork by Karen Appleton

leahweber:

Photo

Tue, 02 Apr 2013 15:30:26 +0100

"My brain hums with scraps of poetry and madness."

Mon, 01 Apr 2013 15:30:22 +0100

“My brain hums with scraps of poetry and madness.”

- Virginia Woolf, Selected Letters (via violentwavesofemotion, palmofmyhands)

"Come let’s fall in love again let’s turn all the dirt in this world to shiny gold."

Sun, 31 Mar 2013 16:30:15 +0100

“Come let’s fall in love again let’s turn all the dirt in this world to shiny gold.”

- Rumi (via coguniverso)

"When we live with others, obedience also means we set aside our own tastes and leave things in the..."

Sat, 30 Mar 2013 15:30:15 +0000

““When we live with others, obedience also means we set aside our own tastes and leave things in the place others have put them. In this way, life becomes an epic film in slow motion. It does not make our head spin. It does not take our breath away. Little by little, thread by thread, it eats away at the old man’s frame, which cannot be mended and must be made new from the ground up” Madeleine Delbrêl”

- (via quaerere-deum)

"Raise your words, not voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder."

Fri, 29 Mar 2013 15:30:22 +0000

““Raise your words, not voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder.””

- Rumi (via jesussbabymomma)

"For our God is a consuming fire. —Heb 12:29"

Thu, 28 Mar 2013 15:30:18 +0000

“For our God is a consuming fire.
—Heb 12:29”

- (via quaerere-deum)

"It isn’t the things that are happening to us that cause us to suffer, it’s what we say to ourselves..."

Wed, 27 Mar 2013 21:42:02 +0000

“

It isn’t the things that are happening to us that cause us to suffer, it’s what we say to ourselves about the things that are happening.

The truth you believe and cling to makes you unavailable to hear anything new.

”

- Pema Chodron (via yogachocolatelove)

Double wisdom

Sat, 23 Mar 2013 18:34:23 +0000

Double wisdom

frommoon2moon: Fallen Deer

Wed, 20 Mar 2013 20:47:00 +0000

frommoon2moon:

Fallen Deer

"If you are a woman who has enjoyed life and not become soured by your personal share of human..."

Sat, 16 Mar 2013 15:30:28 +0000

“If you are a woman who has enjoyed life and not become soured by your personal share of human suffering, you are likely to become a crone who is a connoisseur of experience - meaning that you are able to savor the good that comes your way. It’s an appreciation of everyday grace. Crones know how fortunate they are to still be alive when most of the world’s people do not live beyond fifty, and many of their friends didn’t make it this far either.”

- Jean Shinoda Bolen: Crones Don’t Whine

"The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing that stands in..."

Fri, 15 Mar 2013 15:30:11 +0000

““The tree which moves some to tears of joy is in the eyes of others only a green thing that stands in the way. Some see nature all ridicule and deformity … and some scarce see nature at all. But to the eyes of the man of imagination, nature is imagination itself.””

- William Blake

(via spidersundays)

"Did you have a genius of a great-great-grandmother who died under some ignorant and depraved white..."

Thu, 14 Mar 2013 15:30:13 +0000

“Did you have a genius of a great-great-grandmother who died under some ignorant and depraved white overseer’s lash? Or was she required to bake biscuits for a lazy backwater tramp, when she cried out in her soul to paint watercolors of sunsets, or the rain falling on the green and peaceful pasturelands? Or was her body broken and forced to bear children (who were more often than not sold away from her) - eight, ten, fifteen, twenty children - when her one joy was the thought of modelling heroic figures of rebellion, in stone or clay?”

- Alice Walker

"If only you knew what bliss I find in being nothing."

Wed, 13 Mar 2013 15:30:04 +0000

“If only you knew what bliss I find in being nothing.”

- Rumi

(via fernsandmoss)