Wednesday, September 29, 2010

note to self

there's no shame in using the thesaurus if you've got it.
articulation is always valuable,
just speak judiciously.
Weigh
and measure
to
exact your treasure.

fellow students

I long for us to long for the best in each other,
to live and love and celebrate as brothers and sisters.

Much love.
hear hear hear hear my
heart heart heart it
beats beats me
the way
it stops
and starts
and stops and starts.

You listen as well as I
and your hearing is astute
we both know I'm not deaf
but sometimes I feel mute.

please
give me a mind to know you
ears to hear you,
a mouth to sing you
and what you want
heard

what a delight to listen and imagine
you give us brains to do that.

Thursday, September 23, 2010

After having just held our breath, the first thing we do is inhale.

Monday, September 20, 2010

Facebook | Ashley Dawson

Facebook | Ashley Dawson: "Over the years I have developed a picture of what a human being living humanely is like. She is a person who understands, values and develops her body, finding it beautiful and useful; a person who is real and is willing to take risks, to be creative, to manifest competence, to change when the situation calls for it, and to find ways to accommodate to what is new and different, keeping that part of the old that is still useful and discarding what is not."
- Virginia Satir

Monday, September 13, 2010

freedom

You free me to enjoy today exactly as it was made to be enjoyed,
exactly as I was made to enjoy it;
to enjoy you.

Thursday, September 9, 2010

there's more to resuscitation than breathing.
Pin-dots in piles,
green texture in miles.
You're the only one
whose details breathe beauty.

Your hand
guides the point
in collaborative touch;
nestled intimacy,
unreserved, intentional --

waving, floating, flowing, breathing

halcyon wholeness
ebbing entirety
milieu moments of magnanimous minute miracles,

God's glory.

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Long have I known a glory in it all,
But never knew I this;
Here such a passion is
As stretcheth me apart. Lord, I do fear
Thou'st made the world too beautiful this year.
- Edna St. Vincent Millay, God's World