To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted; A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up; A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance; A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing; A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away; A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak; A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace. - Ecc. 3
El Yunque, Puerto Rico
Wednesday, September 15, 2010
"because @ some point it was decided that making love required 2 bodies to be adjacent in time and space..."
"To be wounded by your own understanding of love; And to bleed willingly and joyfully. To wake at dawn with a winged heart and give thanks for another day of loving; To rest at the noon hour and meditate love's ecstasy; To return home at eventide with gratitude; And then to sleep with a prayer for the beloved in your heart and a song of praise upon your lips." - Khalil Gibran
Seven years ago We made a promise. Too naïve to understand. Too stubborn to give up. There's a new moon tonight Bursting with butterscotch light Peaking thru hazy gray summer rainclouds in a starless sky But... There is nothing new about it That is the same moon that was out the night we made that promise Seven years ago To naïve to understand. Too stubborn to give up. The butterscotch moon has melted and coated the lillies that mysteriously line my stoop and I struggle to remember if yellow is the color of friendship or insanity... Raindrops glisten on the petals that are pushed back in full bloom, stamens sticking straight up so that each flower is a tiny ballerina dancing in gratitude for the summer thunderstorm... Or in celebration of our promise? Too naïve to understand that a promise made once quickly becomes an obligation Daily renewal is necessary for longevity Are we still too stubborn to give up?
Refuse to fall down. If you cannot refuse to fall down, refuse to stay down. If you cannot refuse to stay down, lift your heart toward heaven, and like a hungry beggar, ask that it be filled, and it will be filled. You may be pushed down. You may be kept from rising. But no one can keep you from lifting your heart toward heaven-- only you. It is in the middle of misery that so much becomes clear. The one who says nothing good came of this, is not yet listening. - C.P. Estes, Ph.D.
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"Anyone who says they have only one life to live must not know how to read a book."