☆☽☆´´¯`•.¸¸.☆ Lay back and stretch as you gaze out into the stars that light the background of our nights. The moon conducts the symphony of twinkling lights that dapple the pathway into our minds eye. Let us capture your imagination and produce "aha" moments. ☆☽☆´´¯`•.¸¸.☆Ponder the sites, chew on the words and laugh if the feeling moves you.*¯`•.¸¸.☆ ~☽~
Saturday, May 31, 2014
Friday, May 30, 2014
We Write...
“We write to
heighten our own awareness of life.
We write to lure and enchant and console others.
We write to serenade our lovers.
We write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospection. We write, like Proust, to render all of it eternal, and to persuade ourselves that it is eternal.
We write to be able to transcend our life, to reach beyond it.
We write to teach ourselves to speak with others,
to record the journey into the labyrinth.
We write to expand our world when we feel strangled,
or constricted, or lonely...When I don’t write,
I feel my world shrinking. I feel I am in prison.
I feel I lose my fire and my color.
It should be a necessity, as the sea needs to heave,
and I call it breathing.”
We write to lure and enchant and console others.
We write to serenade our lovers.
We write to taste life twice, in the moment and in retrospection. We write, like Proust, to render all of it eternal, and to persuade ourselves that it is eternal.
We write to be able to transcend our life, to reach beyond it.
We write to teach ourselves to speak with others,
to record the journey into the labyrinth.
We write to expand our world when we feel strangled,
or constricted, or lonely...When I don’t write,
I feel my world shrinking. I feel I am in prison.
I feel I lose my fire and my color.
It should be a necessity, as the sea needs to heave,
and I call it breathing.”
~ Anaïs Nin
Monday, May 26, 2014
Silence is not lonely
Ah listen, for silence is not lonely!
Imitate the magnificent trees
That speak no word of their rapture, but only
Breathe largely the luminous breeze.
Imitate the magnificent trees
That speak no word of their rapture, but only
Breathe largely the luminous breeze.
From Corot by D.H. Lawrence
~Mandy Hale
You’ll learn, as you get older, that rules are made to be broken. Be bold
enough to live life on your terms, and never, ever apologize for it. Go against
the grain, refuse to conform, take the road less traveled instead of the
well-beaten path. Laugh in the face of adversity, and leap before you look.
Dance as though EVERYBODY is watching. March to the beat of your own drummer.
And stubbornly refuse to fit in.”
― Mandy Hale,
― Mandy Hale,
The Single Woman: Life,
Love, and a Dash of Sass
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