Words

Words

Be careful of words, 
even the miraculous ones. 
For the miraculous we do our best, 
sometimes they swarm like insects 
and leave not a sting but a kiss. 
They can be as good as fingers. 
They can be as trusty as the rock 
you stick your bottom on. 
But they can be both daisies and bruises. 
Yet I am in love with words. 
They are doves falling out of the ceiling. 
They are six holy oranges sitting in my lap. 
They are the trees, the legs of summer, 
and the sun, its passionate face. 
Yet often they fail me. 
I have so much I want to say, 
so many stories, images, proverbs, etc. 
But the words aren't good enough, 
the wrong ones kiss me. 
Sometimes I fly like an eagle 
but with the wings of a wren. 
But I try to take care 
and be gentle to them. 
Words and eggs must be handled with care. 
Once broken they are impossible 
things to repair.

~Anne Sexton 

Beatles - Let It Be

In and out, in and out, in and out

library.thinkquest.org

5ritmas.be

Seeing

"They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
With a pink hotel, a boutique
And a swinging hot spot
Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you've got
Till it's gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot"

~Joni Mitchell

Light, light, light

Image from http://www.valleywatercolorsociety.org/id7.html

Being Held While Facing Down Hard Stuff

... a gift worth experiencing from/through many sides/angles/feelings/processes

Image from skylark.co.nz

Image from hwatsangmonastery.org.au

Paths

http://www.tripadvisor.com/LocationPhotos-g187904-w2-Umbria.html#18201960

Full Moon and Then Some

"I'm not interested in how people move; I'm interested in what makes them move." 

~Pina Bausch

Image from blog.nationmultimedia.com  

Touching Down

Image from http://ameliacpw.blogspot.com/2009_10_01_archive.html

"A man travels the world over in search of what he needs and returns home to find it" ~George Moore

Maria Jizo (She Transcends)

http://www.jnto.go.jp/eng/arrange/attractions/facilities/shrines_temples/83dn3a000000ehne.html

Storing up

http://animals.howstuffworks.com/animal-facts/cocoon-info.htm

She First Flew in Her 70's

http://tiny.cc/pd1ue

About an Inch a Year

 

http://www.waterencyclopedia.com/Oc-Po/Plate-Tectonics.html

When Will Justice Make Her Way to NOLA?

Article by Jordan Flaherty (posted on Huffington Post)

http://tinyurl.com/2acbq9w

5th Anniversary of Hurricane Katrina

Changing Woman Rides Again

I came across this article on Yahoo (http://tinyurl.com/2d7gmtd) yesterday about the Anne Frank tree, which just fell ... it's the chestnut tree that stood outside the house where Anne Frank and her family hid from the Nazis. As the article mentions, Anne refers to the tree on several occasions in her diary. I found this article sad at first because the tree was a hundred and fifty years old, and it had been so significant to the inhabitants of the Secret Annex. The tree seemed like such a tangible link to so many intangible and difficult things, including the many components of WWII. But, as I continued to read, I discovered that the tree had been bolstered by a steel frame years ago because it was diseased. Then, I began to wonder about the lengths to which the Dutch had gone to extend the life of this sick tree.

Last night was cool here, as was today ... I ended up closing my windows last night, and found I was under dressed this morning. It's as if we've transitioned into Fall overnight. I am starting to see the end of summer around me, and I feel it coming, both physically and emotionally. Change is in the air (on this full moon). Again? Still.

And the two thoughts come together ... how hard I/we struggle sometimes. How often I resist (often unaware) these changes even when we know they are the cycles of life. Rather than getting stuck in sadness/nostalgia/anxiety, I choose today to marvel at the big-ness and ultimate balance/justice/wholeness of it all. Nature’s course is still her own.