Reminding you of the beauty of life through moments…

Though we travel the world over to find the beautiful, we must carry it with us or we find it not. ~Ralph Waldo Emerson

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Sweet DarknessDavid WhyteWhen your eyes are tiredthe world is tired also.When your vision has goneno part of the world can find you. Time to go into the darkwhere the night has eyesto recognize its own. There you can be sureyou are not beyond love. The dark will be your wombtonight.The night will give you a horizonfurther than you can see. You must learn one thing:the world was made to be free in.Give up all the other worldsexcept the one to which you belong. Sometimes it takes darkness and the sweetconfinement of your alonenessto learn
anything or anyonethat does not bring you aliveis too small for you.

Sweet Darkness
David Whyte

When your eyes are tired
the world is tired also.

When your vision has gone
no part of the world can find you.
 
Time to go into the dark
where the night has eyes
to recognize its own.
 
There you can be sure
you are not beyond love.
 
The dark will be your womb
tonight.

The night will give you a horizon
further than you can see.
 
You must learn one thing:
the world was made to be free in.

Give up all the other worlds
except the one to which you belong.
 
Sometimes it takes darkness and the sweet
confinement of your aloneness
to learn

anything or anyone
that does not bring you alive
is too small for you.

Animals have a ‘knowing’ when someone has a good heart through their vibrations and feel safe being close to that human.  Thomas Barrett 

Animals have a ‘knowing’ when someone has a good heart through their vibrations and feel safe being close to that human.  Thomas Barrett 

Grief

Somewhere in the Sargasso Seathe water disappears into itself,hauling an ocean in.
Vortex, how you repeata single gesture,come round to find only
yourself, a cup full of questions,perhaps some curl of wisdom,a bit of flung salt.
You hold an absenceat your center,as if it were a life.
Richard Brostoff
Grief

Somewhere in the Sargasso Sea
the water disappears into itself,
hauling an ocean in.

Vortex, how you repeat
a single gesture,
come round to find only

yourself, a cup full of questions,
perhaps some curl of wisdom,
a bit of flung salt.

You hold an absence
at your center,
as if it were a life.

Richard Brostoff

brokensaint:

The Red Wedding hurts because it’s real.
We know what should happen…
Yet our lives have shown us, too many times, what will happen.
We see the evil in men’s hearts.  
We learn that ‘good guys’ rarely win.
We face the heavy truth that Love is ill-equipped to ‘conquer all’.
And yet..?
We endure.  We accept.  We transform.
Bad things happen every day.  Terrible things.  And all that we hold dear is eventually taken from us.  Parents.  Lovers.  Friends.  Children.  Beloved pets.  Each are destroyed by the selfish, frightened, power-mad hands of another.  Or the ravages of Time.
It’s how we react to these tragedies that defines us.  How we are shaped by them.  Bettered by them.  Like I’ve said a thousand times, if I’ve said it once:
We are taken to the forge, battered and burned and beaten some more…thrust in the flames to the point of dissolution…
Until we become a sword.
Do not weep for the Starks on this day.  Do not curse the gods, or abandon all hope in the unseen engines of Fate.  
Instead?  Say a prayer for the survivors.  Send them strength, so that they may emerge from their pits of suffering and sadness. With fire in their bellies, courage in their hearts, and minds sharpened like unholy razors.
Winter is coming.  
And, may the Seven have mercy on any soul who has been marked for Her wrath.

brokensaint:

The Red Wedding hurts because it’s real.

We know what should happen…

Yet our lives have shown us, too many times, what will happen.

We see the evil in men’s hearts.  

We learn that ‘good guys’ rarely win.

We face the heavy truth that Love is ill-equipped to ‘conquer all’.

And yet..?

We endure.  We accept.  We transform.


Bad things happen every day.  Terrible things.  And all that we hold dear is eventually taken from us.  Parents.  Lovers.  Friends.  Children.  Beloved pets.  Each are destroyed by the selfish, frightened, power-mad hands of another.  Or the ravages of Time.

It’s how we react to these tragedies that defines us.  How we are shaped by them.  Bettered by them.  Like I’ve said a thousand times, if I’ve said it once:

We are taken to the forge, battered and burned and beaten some more…thrust in the flames to the point of dissolution…

Until we become a sword.

Do not weep for the Starks on this day.  Do not curse the gods, or abandon all hope in the unseen engines of Fate.  

Instead?  Say a prayer for the survivors.  Send them strength, so that they may emerge from their pits of suffering and sadness. With fire in their bellies, courage in their hearts, and minds sharpened like unholy razors.

Winter is coming.  

And, may the Seven have mercy on any soul who has been marked for Her wrath.

You Define Your Name…
Each moment has a perfection if you’re willing to embrace it
Let your dreams be wildly audacious
Realize those small ideas and feed them
Your actions will echo 
You’ll be leaving a legacy 
When your dreams are fulfilled

You Define Your Name…

Each moment has a perfection if you’re willing to embrace it

Let your dreams be wildly audacious

Realize those small ideas and feed them

Your actions will echo 

You’ll be leaving a legacy 

When your dreams are fulfilled

It’s OK not to have all the answers all the time. 
It’s OK to just accept where ever you are on your journey. 
Those times when you are striving, stretching towards perfection.
It’s OK to just let go.
 

It’s OK not to have all the answers all the time. 

It’s OK to just accept where ever you are on your journey. 

Those times when you are striving, stretching towards perfection.

It’s OK to just let go.

 

The Grasp Of Your Hand

Let me not pray to be sheltered from dangers but to be fearless in facing them.
Let me not beg for the stilling of my pain but for the heart to conquer it.
Let me not crave in anxious fear to be saved but hope for the patience to win my freedom.
Grant me that I may not be a coward, feeling Your mercy in my success alone; but let me find the grasp of
Your hand in my failure.
RABINDRANATH TAGORE

The Grasp Of Your Hand

Let me not pray to be sheltered from dangers but to be fearless in facing them.

Let me not beg for the stilling of my pain but for the heart to conquer it.

Let me not crave in anxious fear to be saved but hope for the patience to win my freedom.

Grant me that I may not be a coward, feeling Your mercy in my success alone; but let me find the grasp of

Your hand in my failure.

RABINDRANATH TAGORE

I love beauty, I love art and photography…anything creative - it’s one of my favorite parts of Lifespotting! - to find beautiful images that speak to me and hopefully to all of you. 
I wonder about the whole process of it. It reminds me of how we live our lives. Chasing moments, going so far as to create it and document it, instead of experiencing it as it comes up.
And then…unexpectedly, some moments pop up right in front of you and all you can do is see it, feel it and utter a small “oh”. It’s perfection. 

I love beauty, I love art and photography…anything creative - it’s one of my favorite parts of Lifespotting! - to find beautiful images that speak to me and hopefully to all of you. 

I wonder about the whole process of it. It reminds me of how we live our lives. Chasing moments, going so far as to create it and document it, instead of experiencing it as it comes up.

And then…unexpectedly, some moments pop up right in front of you and all you can do is see it, feel it and utter a small “oh”. It’s perfection.