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Last night when I was deleting some old school work and useless files from my computer I somehow slipped up and deleted the folder with all of my writing in it. ALL of my writing. I didn't even notice until just a few minutes ago when I was looking for the word document with all the quotes I had found over the years and I realised that my desktop ( Read more... )
we are all addicted to our tragedies.
steps taken forward and sleepwalking back again, dragged by the force of some inner tide.
"Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness, that frightens us most. We ask ourselves, "Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, and famous?" Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that people won't feel insecure around you. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It's not just in some of us; it's in all of us. And when we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others." - Nelson Mandela.
Sometime healing and art are the same thing. - Frank Warren
"It was one of those days when it's a minute away from snowing and there's this electricity in the air, you can almost hear it. and this bag was like, dancing with me. like a little kid begging me to play with it. for fifteen minutes. and that's the day i knew there was this entire life behind things and... this incredibly benevolent force, that wanted me to know there was no reason to be afraid, ever. video's a poor excuse, i know, but it's helps me remember... and i need to remember. sometimes there's so much beauty in the world i feel like i can't take it, like my heart's going to cave in."
"Sometimes we put up walls, Not to keep people out but to see who cares enough to knock them down." - Postsecrets
"Perhaps we all give the best of our hearts uncritically, to those who hardly think about us in return." - T.H. White
from dirty grows flowers when faith cannot measure
maybe, after the devastation, what you're supposed to do is rebuild the space in your mind that's been blown away; but never fool yourself into thinking that it's stronger, that you've erected some impenetrable fortress that won't be hit again and again and again. things fall down, people too. crazy men wander the land, crashing and crumbling, and nobody gets a warning. there is always another swamp to cross. passengers are both lost and found. ol' harriet learned that the hard way, the first time she retraced her path, erased her scent, outwitted the dogs, and followed the only star that lit the way, only to discover that when she got where she was going, new hounds were waiting. but there was that cool space on the bank of the murky water where she lay on fragrant moss, undisturbed for hours, and there was no barking, no sound of twigs snapping. a breather.
whether you love what you love
or live in divided ceaseless revolt against it
what you love is your fate
There was some open space between what he knew and what he tried to believe, but nothing could be done about it, and if you can't fix it you've got to stand it. -- Annie Proulx, Close Range
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or live in divided ceaseless revolt against it
what you love is your fate
I love that poem.
I think it was Lindsay who quoted that to me before. It seems like something she would find.
we are all addicted to our tragedies.
who is that? I recognise it and it's driving me insane!
Thaaaaaaaank you!
You're wonderful.
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