There is a carpenter in me with an impressive tool belt. She thinks she can fix everything. Every time there’s a leak in the ducts, she blames that darn condensation, and whips out her metallic tape. And when there’s a heart break, she mumbles something about not meeting code, then takes…
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Practicing an art……is a way to make your soul grow — Purplerays
But the woods crave our loneliness…
Primary Aspiration
I want to meet each moment
as a friend.
My presence is needed.
JDG
(With thanks to Sylvia Boorstein)
Pass And Fail
When I default to blame,
I fail to see
“de” fault may lie with me.
JDG
That Sad Little Bird
Reblogged this tender poem from aroilinpain.wordress.com
Alone in the dark,
he cries out for relevance,
love, being unfamiliar.
Sunday reflection . . . . I just helped him cry.
Would that we were all this wise.
There was a four year old child whose next door neighbor was an elderly gentleman who had recently lost his wife.
Upon seeing the man cry, the little boy went into the old gentleman’s yard, climbed onto his lap, and just sat there.
When his Mother asked what he had said to the neighbor, the little boy said,
“Nothing, I just helped him cry.”
~ Hafez
Text & image source: Jana Eid https://www.facebook.com/jana.eid
Post Graduation Math Lesson
Things didn’t add up.
When she finally did the math,
she realized someone
had done a number on her –
a costly lesson, painfully learned.
JDG
#FridayFantasy . . . . We remember moments.
Thought you would enjoy this image from Marianne Gills and these words from Cesare Pavese that came to me via purpleraysblog.
“We do not remember days. We remember moments.”
~ Cesare Pavese
Text & image source: Marianne Gilis
https://www.facebook.com/marianne.gillis.773
How deep is the mud?…..
A Sunday thought from purplerays.wordpress.com…
Source: Contemplative Monk
https://www.facebook.com/ContemplativeMonk/
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