Monthly Archives: July, 2013
Healing Quote of the Day
When you look back on your life, it looks as though it were a plot, but when you are into it, it’s a mess: just one surprise after another. Then, later, you see it was perfect. – Arthur Schopenhauer
Little Princes
Conor Grennan One Man’s Promise to Bring Home the Lost Children of Nepal In search of adventure, twenty-nine-year-old Conor Grennan traded his day job for a year-long trip around the globe, a journey that began with a three-month stint volunteering at the Little Princes Children’s Home, an orphanage in war-torn Nepal. “Little Princes” is a …
Blue Pool
Yuri Shimojo Someone told me “You are lucky to be an artist because you can reflect your fate in your art, like Frida Kahlo did.” This was around the time when I had lost all my family in this world. I was 29 years old. I don’t have the courage she had. She appealed to …
Gold Dust
Tori Amos Sights and sounds pull me back down another year I was here I was here… How did it go so fast you’ll say as we are looking back and then we’ll understand we held gold dust in our hands More by Tori Amos Youtube Post by JanuaryG1rl
Walden
Henry David Thoreau All change is a miracle to contemplate, but it is a miracle which is taking place every instant. More about Henry David Thoreau
Roots
Frida Kahlo Frida Kahlo (1907-1954) was a Mexican painter who suffered from illness and physical trauma most of her life. In spite of contracting polio at the age of six that permanently left her right leg damaged, Kahlo participated in soccer, swimming and boxing. In her teen years, a serious bus accident would lead to years of …
Elegy in Joy
Muriel Rukeyser We tell beginnings: for the flesh and the answer, or the look, the lake in the eye that knows, for the despair that flows down in widest rivers, cloud of home; and also the green tree of grace, all in the leaf, in the love that gives us ourselves. The word of nourishment …
The Rising
Bruce Springsteen Can’t see nothin’ in front of me Can’t see nothin’ coming up behind I make my way through this darkness I can’t feel nothing but this chain that binds me Lost track of how far I’ve gone How far I’ve gone, how high I’ve climbed On my back’s a sixty pound stone On …