* Birdsounds: Thursday, bob white, whom I haven’t heard call in years, called out three times as I was starting my evening walk. This morning, I have been hearing the peewee sliding the blue notes up and down his little scale.
* Yesterday, I took my walk in the morning in a gentle sprinkle of rain, instead of in the evening. All the blue-eyed chicory were open and sparkling, and the stars of St. John’s Wort were shining out between the chicory and the lacy asters. And a flock of shining golden finches kept twittering and bouncing through the chicory ahead of me.
May we do justice, love mercy, and walk humbly in Beauty.
“I used to think I was the strangest person in the world but then I thought there are so many people in the world, there must be someone just like me who feels bizarre and flawed in the same ways I do. I would imagine her, and imagine that she must be out there thinking of me too. Well, I hope that if you are out there and read this and know that, yes, it’s true I’m here, and I’m just as strange as you.” —Frida Kahlo
Rob Brezsny ft. Clarissa Pinkola Estes:
“Devote yourself to your heart’s desire with unflagging shrewdness. Make it your top priority. Let no lesser wishes distract you. But consider this, too. You may sabotage even your worthiest yearning if you’re maniacal in your pursuit of it.
Bear in mind the attitude described by Clarissa Pinkola Estés in her book “Women Who Run with the Wolves”: “All that you are seeking is also seeking you. If you sit still, it will find you. It has been waiting for you a long time.”
Speculate on what exactly that would look like in your own life. Describe how your heart’s desire has been waiting for you, seeking you.”
“Don’t worry, spiders,
I keep house
―Robert Hass, Field Guide
“The world as we have created it is a process of our thinking. It cannot be changed without changing our thinking.” ―Albert Einstein
“Why do you go away? So that you can come back. So that you can see the place you came from with new eyes and extra colors. And the people there see you differently, too. Coming back to where you started is not the same as never leaving.” ―Terry Pratchett
“Do I contradict myself? Very well, then, I contradict myself; I am large—I contain multitudes.”
“The snake which cannot cast its skin has to die. As well the minds which are prevented from changing their opinions; they cease to be mind.” ―Friedrich Nietzsche