“You’re always you, and that don’t change, and you’re always changing, and there’s nothing you can do about it.” ― Neil Gaiman, The Graveyard Book
“Many people need desperately to receive this message: ‘I feel and think much as you do, care about many of the things you care about, although most people do not care about them. You are not alone.'” –Kurt Vonnegut
“I know there are people who don’t read fiction at all, and I find it hard to understand how they can bear to be inside the same head all the time.” ― Diane Setterfield
“Wherever you go, you take yourself with you.” ― Neil Gaiman, The Graveyard Book
“A good story is always more dazzling than a broken piece of truth.” ― Diane Setterfield
(Yesterday, my friend Christi sent me this exquisite poem)
A Small, Soft Feather
by Joyce Rupp
a small, soft feather,
from bluebird’s wing,
falls onto the receptive
lightly it lands
under a thick-branched oak;
quietly it waits,
until a sister of earth pauses,
beckoned by a flutter
of unseen energy.
she bows her kindled heart
stoops ever so slowly,
and the remnant of the blue bird
to her generous hand.
days later another earth sister
opens an envelope;
resting inside, waiting,
is the blue of sky
in shape of a feather.
from warm wing
to great oak,
to earth sister
comes the soft blue signal,
and in a sparkle of recognition
a woman, weighed down
with too many wants,
remembers how to fly.
1. One of the four major projects that 3rd graders do at Wrightsville Elementary is a report on an African American historical figure. Josiah had already decided that he wanted to do his report on Ruby Bridges. But we watched “Hidden Figures” last night, and he thinks he might do his report on Katherine Johnson. Can’t go wrong either way.
3. Saturday morning with a talkative boy and a playful cat
4. Walnut leaves dancing down the wind. Mabon approaches.
May we walk in Beauty!