We stopped at perfect days
and got out of the car.


The wind glanced at her hair.


It was as simple as that.

I turned to say something—



Richard Brautigan
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karenin:

<3

(The finished embroidery over at her blog is amazing!)

karenin:

<3

(The finished embroidery over at her blog is amazing!)

Mostly things are not that way, that simple and pure, with so much focus given to each syllable of life as life sings itself. But that kind of attention is the prize. To be engrossed by something outside ourselves is a powerful antidote for the rational mind, the mind that so frequently has its head up its own ass—seeing things in such a narrow and darkly narcissistic way that it presents a colo-rectal theology, offering hope to no one.

— Anne Lamott, Bird by Bird

The really important kind of freedom involves attention and awareness and discipline, and being able truly to care about other people and to sacrifice for them over and over in myriad petty, unsexy ways every day.

That is real freedom. That is being educated, and understanding how to think. The alternative is unconsciousness, the default setting, the rat race, the constant gnawing sense of having had, and lost, some infinite thing.

— David Foster Wallace

Open the door and come on in
I’m so glad to see you, my friend
You’re like a rainbow, coming around the bend
And when I see you happy
Well, it sets my heart free
I’d like to be as good a friend to you, as you are to me

This song has been drifting in and out of my head for nearly an entire week, and for some reason I kept thinking it was sung by Joni Mitchell. (Judy Collins did, however, cover one of my Joni Mitchell favourites, Both Sides Now.)

The ancients are right: the dear old human experience is a singular, difficult, shadowed, brilliant experience that does not resolve into being comfortable in the world. The valley of the shadow is part of that, and you are depriving yourself if you do not experience what humankind has experienced, including doubt and sorrow. We experience pain and difficulty as failure instead of saying, I will pass through this, everyone I have ever admired has passed through this, music has come out of it, literature has come out of it. We should think of our humanity as a privilege.

— Marilynne Robinson, quoted in The Long Goodbye by Meghan O’Rourke

What I do at this point, as the panic mounts and the jungle drums begin beating and I realize that the well has run dry and that my future is behind me and I’m going to have to get a job only I’m completely unemployable, is to stop.

— From the first page of Anne Lamott’s Bird By Bird. Captures how I feel every five minutes these days.

It’s finally the first day of August; it’s fall, or thereabouts, and I’m not making plans: Not for returning to Europe, nor for anything else. It’s nearly fall, and I am sitting in bed watching a plane cross the sky beyond my neighbourhood. The view is dotted with lights in a city kept awake by insomniacs and public funding. I’m thinking about life changing decisions that may not mean very much in the grand scheme of things, and about small talks with old friends that have changed my life. The past and the future are swimming about in my head, and I’m trying my hardest to go out to sea once more. Meanwhile, I listen to Billy Joel and think about the most beautiful city in the world. 

Snow

The room was suddenly rich and the great bay-window was
Spawning snow and pink roses against it
Soundlessly collateral and incompatible:
World is suddener than we fancy it.

World is crazier and more of it than we think,
Incorrigibly plural. I peel and portion
A tangerine and spit the pips and feel
The drunkenness of things being various.

And the fire flames with a bubbling sound for world
Is more spiteful and gay than one supposes -
On the tongue on the eyes on the ears in the palms of one’s hands -
There is more than glass between the snow and the huge roses.

Louis MacNeice

growley:

flower crowns are so last week.

everyone knows this is what’s in

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FLOWER BEARDS

(via owji)

Words that come to mind are openness, understanding, gentleness, kindness, and kind of working on those things, because everyone has a light and a dark side, I think, selfish aspects, and to kind of recognize those in each other and realize that we are going to have our own particular story at any given time, and those stories, they might not be the ultimate truth but they are certainly true for each of us, so to understand that we are each going through our particular version of reality, to respect that, and to nurture being in love, you know? To nurture that.