Summertime, back-of-my-mind, always.

   Summer on the Lower East Side, Arthur Fellig (Weegee)

I have loved you like I love a life jacket.  I cannot bear to do that to you any longer.  Better that I should learn from you to swim fearlessly, regardless of depth or distance.

watered up, down, all around

Do you think the root which must go off in search of its own water is in any way stronger than the one which directly receives the water it needs?  They both get what they need, right?  Is strength more important, or the simple reception of the water, itself?  In both cases, the plant receives a way to live.  Is that it, the everything's pervasive will to live and live toward more life?  Is there more to it than that?

Which is the bigger disappointment?

A crunchy peach or a mushy apple?

"It's a Long Road to a Tomato"

"The hot sun is good to them; the soil is alive, deep, and hospitable."

- Keith Stewart

"I think that I cannot preserve my health and spirits, unless I spend four hours a day at least - and it is commonly more than that - sauntering through the woods and over the hills and fields, absolutely free from all worldly engagements."  

-Henry David Thoreau

Whatever became of Barabbas after he was given his second chance?

non evita la vita

Life Life Life Life Life Life Life Life LIFE!

rosy-air-filled and passionate
wherever the wind takes it

don't hide in gravity traps no longer.

quel image c'est ce ballon rose.

Mountain Standard Time

Our insufficient-own wisdom opens the way to one even better.

Possibility, potential, energy; where does it go,
always in circulation,
even when misdirected?

Our readiness bounds no more from our assent than from our activity.

But what do we do?!  How do we listen!?

God, grant us your wisdom.

I don't want to miss it.
I'm not going to miss it.

I'm going to live differently this time, You with me.  Call me your way.

This feeling of intense potential wasn't meant to last, but to point toward something greater.

Every nownthen

take some time to dance alone in your room. Loud and fun, you and yourself and your music!

pour-over and a downpour.

"Like Jesus and white blood cells."

Does it Get Any Better?

"This story is a reflection of Christ's love for his bride, the Church.  He seeks her out and finds her, awakening her to something she's never known before and inviting her to journey with him.  Desperately desiring him, she eagerly follows."

"God, the one and only - I'll wait as long as he says.  Everything I need comes from him, so why not?  He's solid ground under my feet, breathing room for my soul, an impregnable castle: I'm set for life."

Life, Living, Experiencing Truth : An Approach

"It's who you are and the way you live that count before God.  Your worship must engage your spirit in the pursuit of truth.  That's the kind of people the Father is out looking for:  those who are simply and honestly themselves before him in their worship.  God is sheer being itself -- Spirit.  Those who worship him must do it out of their very being, their spirits, their true selves, in adoration."
- Jesus

Thoughts While Watering some more.

Don't be so heavy-laden with your pollen you can't fly.

active perspective // fresh life

Potential Future Child O' Mine

Resist the urge to laugh your coy wisdom at friend when he bologna-white-bread-and-dorito sprays his emphatic claim that a mango isn't lunch.  Smile in remembrance of the abundance of nuts to round it out; in your lunchbox and sitting next to you.  Offer to share, if he's not allergic.

Thoughts While Watering

Slow growth is growth.

Why isn't everything solar powered?

Peace is everywhere we want to find it. (gracefully?)

Everyone's unique person must be incomprehensibly fantastic.  (Especially as it's not just them.)

Accept the hose, be grateful for the water.

Unless it leads to more and better life for us all, I don't want it; simply can't accept it.

grace paced

My best days happen in careful words,
my best words happen in thoughtful motion,
my best motion, by inspiration and
my inspiration, by your grace.


My best days, by your grace.

"How did I ever think there was another way to enter into His courts but with thanksgiving?"
- A.V.

Pained

but relieved to find my heart's not as hard as I thought.