“Nature is alive and talking to us. This is not a metaphor.” –Terence McKenna
“And did you get what
you wanted from this life, even so?
And what did you want?
To call myself beloved, to feel myself
beloved on the earth.”
— Raymond Carver
“Her imagination was by habit ridiculously active; when the door was not open, it jumped out the window.” –Henry James
”I think midlife is when the universe gently places her hands upon your shoulders, pulls you close, and whispers in your ear:
I’m not screwing around. It’s time. All of this pretending and performing – these coping mechanisms that you’ve developed to protect yourself from feeling inadequate and getting hurt – has to go.
Your armor is preventing you from growing into your gifts. I understand that you needed these protections when you were small. I understand that you believed your armor could help you secure all of the things you needed to feel worthy of love and belonging, but you’re still searching and you’re more lost than ever.
Time is growing short. There are unexplored adventures ahead of you. You can’t live the rest of your life worried about what other people think. You were born worthy of love and belonging. Courage and daring are coursing through you. You were made to live and love with your whole heart. It’s time to show up and be seen.”
by Maya Stein
Just east of certainty. A little south of courage. A hair’s
width from ease. Clicks away from ready. A turn
or two from acceptance. A shuffle from faith. A set of stairs
from achievement. A riverbed from happiness. A handspan from
peace. A wink away from freedom. A few lines until the poem’s
done. A highway, a night’s sleep, a phone call, a touch, a rotation
of gears away from that certain yes that tells you where you are is
exactly where you need to be. I know, the signs can look as if they’re missing,
and the map so distant and unclear.
But I’m telling you, you aren’t lost. You’re never lost. You’re always here.
1. Baltimore. What a wonderful city, and it’s only a little more than an hour away. We took the boys to the Walters Museum, and then went to the Visionary Arts Museum.
2. Visionary artists: untaught, unhampered by the “rules,” they make art because something in their soul says they must. The work was vibrant, alive, moving.
3. The human will to make and create.
4. Fireflies. Are there more of them this year?
5. Morning silence and solitude
May we walk in Beauty!