 | | | willow 6/24/08 "Love is a young green willow
shimmering at the bare wood's edge."
"willow dieties" dlb photography digital, black and white, 2008
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| invitation 6/17/08 The Invitation by Oriah Mountain Dreamer
It doesn't interest me what you do for a living. I want to know what you ache for, and if you dare to dream of meeting your heart's longing.
It doesn't interest me how old you are. I want to know if you will risk looking like a fool for love, for your dreams, for the adventure of being alive.
It doesn't interest me what planets are squaring your moon. I want to know if you have touched the center of your own sorrow, if you have been opened by life's betrayals or have become shrivelled and closed from fear of further pain! I want to know if you can sit with pain, mine or your own, without moving to hide it or fade it, or fix it.
I want to know if you can be with joy, mine or your own, if you can dance with wildness and let the ecstasy fill you to the tips of your fingers and toes without cautioning us to be careful, to be realistic, to remember the limitations of being human.
It doesn't interest me if the story you are telling me is true. I want to know if you can disappoint another to be true to yourself; if you can bear the accusation of betrayal and not betray your own soul; If you can be faithless and therefore trustworthy.
I want to know if you can see beauty even when it's not pretty, every day, and if you can source your own life from its presence.
I want to know if you can live with failure, yours and mine, and still stand on the edge of the lake and shout to the silver of the full moon, "Yes!"
It doesn't interest me to know where you live or how much money you have. I want to know if you can get up, after a night of grief and despair, weary and bruised to the bone, and do what needs to be done to feed the children.
It doesn't interest me who you know or how you came to be here. I want to know if you will stand in the center of the fire with me and not shrink back.
It doesn't interest me where or what or with whom you have studied. I want to know what sustains you, from the inside, when all else falls away.
I want to know if you can be alone with yourself and if you truly like the company you keep in the empty moments. | Be the first to post a comment.
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| neruda 6/12/08 Come with me, I said, and no one knew where, or how my pain throbbed, no carnations or barcaroles for me, only a wound that love had opened.
I said it again: Come with me, as if I were dying, and no one saw the moon that bled in my mouth or the blood that rose into silence. O Love, now we can forget the star that has such thorns!
That is why, when I heard your voice repeat Come with me, it was as if you had let loose the grief, the love, the fury of a cork-trapped wine
that geysers flooding from deep in its vault; in my mouth I felt the taste of fire again, of blood and carnations, of rock & scald.
Pablo Neruda | Be the first to post a comment.
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| bach 6/8/08 “Bach opens a vista to the universe. After experiencing him, people feel there is meaning to life after all.”
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| pooh 5/31/08 "Piglet sidled up to Pooh from behind. "Pooh," he whispered.
"Yes, Piglet?"
"Nothing," said Piglet, taking Pooh's paw, "I just wanted to be sure of you."" | Be the first to post a comment.
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| friends 5/28/08 "I cannot even imagine where I would be today were it not for that
handful of friends who have given me a heart full of joy. Let's face
it, friends make life a lot more fun." | Be the first to post a comment.
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| joy 5/25/08 “... joy and sorrow are inseparable. . . together they come and when one sits alone with you . . . remember that the other is asleep upon your bed.” Kahil Gibran | Be the first to post a comment.
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| field 5/21/08 “Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing and rightdoing, there is a field. I will meet you there.”
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| corner 5/16/08 “You can't stay in your corner of the Forest waiting for others to come to you. You have to go to them sometimes.” W.Pooh
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| daughter 5/15/08 There's something like a line of gold thread running through a man's words when he talks to his daughter, and gradually over the years it gets to be long enough for you to pick up in your hands and weave into a cloth that feels like love itself.
"father~daughter" dlb photography | Be the first to post a comment.
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| help 5/15/08 "Help someone who can't return the favor."
"helping hand" | Be the first to post a comment.
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| floating 5/11/08 "Touch us gently, Time! Let us glide down thy stream, Gently, - as we sometimes glide Through a quiet dream. B.C.
"floating" dlb | Be the first to post a comment.
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| answers 5/6/08 "Judge a person by their questions, rather than their answers.” Voltaire
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| rest 5/4/08 “Rest is not idleness, and to lie sometimes on the grass on an early spring day, listening to the wind, or watching the clouds float across the sky, is by no means a waste of time”
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| love 5/1/08 Again and again, however we know the landscape of love and the little churchyard there, with its sorrowing names, and the frighteningly silent abyss into which the others fall: again and again the two of us walk out together under the ancient trees, lie down again and again among the flowers, face to face with the sky.
- Rainer Maria Rilke | Be the first to post a comment.
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| squint 4/17/08
"When
you are describing A shape, or sound, or tint; Don't state the matter
plainly, But put it in a hint; And learn to look at all things With a
sort of mental squint" Lewis Carroll | Be the first to post a comment.
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| scorpio 4/15/08 "I don't believe in astrology- of course, that's very typical of Leos." "soushine" dlb photography | Be the first to post a comment.
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| enter 4/9/08 Sunrise You can die for it- an idea, or the world. People have done so, brilliantly, letting their small bodies be bound to the stake, creating an unforgettable fury of light. But this morning, climbing the familiar hills in the familiar fabric of dawn, I thought of China, and India and Europe, and I thought how the sun blazes for everyone just so joyfully as it rises under the lashes of my own eyes, and I thought I am so many! What is my name? What is the name of the deep breath I would take over and over for all of us? Call it whatever you want, it is happiness, it is another one of the ways to enter fire.
Mary Oliver
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| watchful 4/7/08 A wind has blown the rain away and blown the sky away and all the leaves away, and the trees stand. I think, I too, have known autumn too long. e. e. cummings
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| discover 4/6/08 “Twenty years from now you will be more disappointed by the things that you didn't do than by the ones you did do. So throw off the bowlines. Sail away from the safe harbor. Catch the trade winds in your sails. Explore. Dream. Discover.” Mark Twain
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| four seasons 4/1/08 Thank you one and all for making the Four Seasons Exhibit in Boston an enchanting success! | Be the first to post a comment.
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| farmer 3/28/08 “You got to do more than just live in the country to be a Farmer.” | Be the first to post a comment.
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| spring 3/24/08 "All that is gold does not glitter, not all those who wander are lost; the old that is strong does not wither, deep roots are not reached by the frost. From the ashes a fire shall be woken, a light from the shadows shall spring." "blithe spirit" dlb photography | Be the first to post a comment.
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| bean 3/20/08 "Coffee should be black as night, hot as love, and as sweet or bitter as life itself"
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