Showing posts with label living. Show all posts
Showing posts with label living. Show all posts
So that's how life works. We have experiences, we love, we feel, we hurt, we cry; we're passionate, overwhelmed, happy. We meet new people, we lose people. There are weddings and babies. We listen to music, we create art - poetry, paintings, songs, mosaics. We love each other. We love each other. That's the best we can do - in anything, loving is most important.
3/11/07
3/11/07
The romantic evenings. The cram sessions. The art projects. That nasty bug that's going around. The playdates. The group photos. The plumbing leak. The leftover pizzas. Marathon games of hide-and-seek. The holidays. Endless worry. Ceaseless dread. The rainy-day stir-crazies. The new puppy. The tantrums. The laundry. The slow dances. The important dinners. The naps. The alarms. the frantic mornings. And beneath it all, the underlying beauty of every single day.
Ebb & Flow
Amber skies stretch out across
mountains rich like indigo
Blackness bleeds to grey and light breaks
As dawn slowly lifts the shadows
A path once forgotten as I strayed
looking to follow those from before
Kicking up dust with their swollen shoes
Signs linger cross the earth strung cross the shore
Not as easy to look within and see with eyes
unblinded by life's rose colored lenses
To see the truth as bare as a rigid desert
Beyond the walls of brick , beyond chain linked fences
I will not view the world in black and white
as only coal dust in mouth or sweetness of new snow
I will see the reds, the golds, and the silver lining
Adjusting the tip of my soul to capture both ebb and flow
Delias Thompson
Amber skies stretch out across
mountains rich like indigo
Blackness bleeds to grey and light breaks
As dawn slowly lifts the shadows
A path once forgotten as I strayed
looking to follow those from before
Kicking up dust with their swollen shoes
Signs linger cross the earth strung cross the shore
Not as easy to look within and see with eyes
unblinded by life's rose colored lenses
To see the truth as bare as a rigid desert
Beyond the walls of brick , beyond chain linked fences
I will not view the world in black and white
as only coal dust in mouth or sweetness of new snow
I will see the reds, the golds, and the silver lining
Adjusting the tip of my soul to capture both ebb and flow
Delias Thompson
"Once you start to see through the myth of status, possessions, and unlimited consumption as a path to happiness, you'll find that you have all kinds of freedom and time. It's like a deal you can make with the universe: I'll give up greed for freedom. Then you can start putting your time to good use."
David Edwards, Nothing to Lose But Our Illusions
David Edwards, Nothing to Lose But Our Illusions
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