Cathedrals
“I turn at the latch to see her,
Standing old, broken and creaking in places,
The weight of faith alone
To keep her still standing…”
Author: wp_admin
Simplicity After Complexity
“…She doesn’t know yet,
Not in the extremity of her discomfort,
Where all the sick, all the mess, all the need
Goes when it leaves her body, her mouth,
Her heart.
She doesn’t see how it sticks to you…”
Marilla, My Joy
And when you discover,
As we all have done,
That life is balanced between the love and fear,
The hope and the despair,
The questions and the faith,
We will be there to hold you, lift you,
Carry your heart, and tend your soul
With our tears, laughter, and love.
Recycled Hearts
“This is what love looks like when you make room in your heart for the one you love to struggle, suffer, grow and change, and still have a place there. Middle age is the birthplace of lifelong lovers.”
Mindful of Little Miracles
We look for the big events in our lives to label miracles. The deus ex machina events that sweep into our lives and save us from our situations. But that hasn’t been my experience with miracles.
Binding
“She wondered if there weren’t other places where a woman’s body could be bound up, bound to, and broken, controlled, made small, and crippled.”
Loyalty
“It is my sincere hope that loyalty becomes a defining factor in our hearts and in our society. I see too much of separation, disinterest, and self-interest in the world. I see individuals who are so dedicated to their own progression and success that they forget that they are not solitary travelers in this world. I see people so hurt by the betrayal of false friends that they become afraid to offer loyalty again. But we must. We must reach sideways, regardless of rejection, again and again if necessary, until we become truly united in heart and mind.”
Liberty is Letting Go
We are free to be full of love no matter who is full of fear. Free to be kind no matter who has been unkind to us. Free to be compassionate no matter who has hurt our hearts. Free to chase our dreams no matter who has told us that they are impossible…
On Responsibility, Bracketing and Rose Colored Glasses
I used red filters a lot in my class. I like the contrast. I love the definition of my subjects when I used the red. I loved how it made the eyes pop, the clouds become mysterious, and the rocks become magical with their shapes and shadows. Using a red filter didn’t change the world, it just increased my capacity to see it clearly. Kind of like…rose colored glasses.