I'm gonna miss you
Like I miss the ocean when I go to sleep
It's gonna break my heart

Mason Jennings - California
anne - snowsuit 1982

Crossways
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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.
To Live in the Mercy of God

To live in the mercy of God. The complete
sentence too adequate, has no give.
Awe, not comfort. Stone, elbows of
stony wood beneath lenient
moss bed.

And awe suddenly
passing beyond itself. Becomes
a form of comfort.
Becomes the steady
air you glide on, arms
stretched like the wings of flying foxes.
To hear the multiple silence
of trees, the rainy
forest depths of their listening.

To float, upheld,
as salt water
would hold you,
once you dared.

Denise Levertov
"In the depth of winter, I finally learned that within me there lay an invincible summer."

Albert Camus

The past is beautiful
Like the darkness between the fireflies

Mason Jennings

affection, hans eder

"Christmas waves a magic wand over this world, and behold, everything is softer and more beautiful."

Norman Vincent Peale
"My idea is that there is music in the air, music all around us; the world is full of it, and you simply take as much as you require."

Edward Elgar
Some keep the Sabbath going to Church --
I keep it, staying at Home --
With a Bobolink for a Chorister --
And an Orchard, for a Dome --

Some keep the Sabbath in Surplice --
I just wear my Wings --
And instead of tolling the Bell, for Church,
Our little Sexton -- sings.

God preaches, a noted Clergyman --
And the sermon is never long,
So instead of getting to Heaven, at least --
I'm going, all along.

Emily Dickinson


Victor Gabriel, An Elegant Soiree
"Martin Luther King and Bobby Kennedy didn’t change the world by asking people to join their Facebook crusades or to download their platforms. Activism can only be uploaded, the old-fashioned way — by young voters speaking truth to power, face to face, in big numbers, on campuses or the Washington Mall. Virtual politics is just that — virtual."

Thomas L. Friedman, New York Times
So excuse me for forgetting
But these things I do
You see I've forgotten
If they're green or they're blue
Anyway the thing is well I really mean
Yours are the sweetest eyes I've ever seen

Elton John - Your Song