"I will take the sun in my mouth and leap into the ripe air Alive with closed eyes to dash against darkness" — E.E. Cummings

Friday, July 31, 2015

“You yourself, as much as anybody in the entire universe, deserve your love and affection.” - Buddha

Wednesday, July 15, 2015

“May what I do flow from me like a river, no forcing and no holding back, the way it is with children.” ― Rainer Maria Rilke

Thursday, July 2, 2015

Summer to summer the river bend stays the same.
Taking its turns in the same predictable path.
Each corner bringing an old familiar feeling.
Wading into the shallow, falling into the deep.
I pushed against its persistent waters, hoping my heart pulse was stronger than the pulsing water.
Eventually my feet swept across the rocky bottom.
Falling back into the same whirling current.
My feet clambered to get over it, over its pulse.
Only to gain my footing to loose it again.
I wedged my feet between old mossy rocks that laid chaotically at the bottom.
Leaning my head and body back into the steady force of the water.
The babbling water rushed past my ears humming tunes of cherished songs.
My eyes gazed up at tree tops framing a blue sky.
The river started to feel comforting, wrapping its wild waters around me, taking on my shape.
Its all about balance, learning where to push and were to relax.
Learning that the waters are constantly changing but consistently there.
As the sun started to set I laid in those waters knowing I was experiencing a piece of earth in its truest beauty.
Those waters felt so alive, so clear with purpose.
I couldn't fight it, drown in it, or get over it.
It is apart of me, flowing through and out.

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