Monthly Archives: July, 2013

Healing Quote of the Day

Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around. –Leo Buscaglia

A Wrinkle in Time

Madeleine L’Engle “Life, with its rules, its obligations, and its freedoms, is like a sonnet:  You’re given the form, but you have to write the sonnet yourself.” – Mrs. Whatsit Find A Wrinkle in Time on Goodreads.

Bird’s Kiss

Bahram Alivandi Bahram Alivandi (1928 – 2012) received his artistic training in Tehran and is considered a pioneer of Iranian contemporary art.  He taught at the Workshop of National Art and the Kamal-ol-Molk Academy of Art for twenty years before his oppositional views toward the government led to his imprisonment.  In 1983 he moved to Vienna, …

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Sara Teasdale Life has loveliness to sell, All beautiful and splendid things, Blue waves whitened on a cliff, Soaring fire that sways and sings, And children’s faces looking up Holding wonder like a cup. Life has loveliness to  sell, Music like a curve of gold, Scent of pine trees in the rain, Eyes that love you, …

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Fill Me Up

Sean Colvin Well, I might be alright if I just see  the light I don’t care if the phone don’t ring And I’ll know when it’s right like a voice in the night And the right shade of tangerine More by Sean Colvin

Healing Quote of the Day

If you don’t create… you will become a menace to society. –Maria Semple, From Where’d You Go, Bernadette

The Bone People

Keri Hulme In a tower on the New Zealand sea lives Kerewin Holmes, part Maori, part European, an artist estranged from her art, a woman in exile from her family. One night her solitude is disrupted by a visitor—a speechless, mercurial boy named Simon, who tries to steal from her and then repays her with …

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Where is My Mother

Yun Gee Yun Gee (1906-1963) was a Chinese-American artist, poet, writer and performer.  At 15, he left China to join his father in San Francisco and never saw his mother again.  Yun Gee studied at the California School of Fine Art and became a U. S. Citizen.  At 21 he left for Paris where his work was …

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The Eclipse

Richard Eberhart I stood out in the open cold To see the essence of the eclipse Which was its perfect darkness. I stood in the cold on the porch And could not think of anything so perfect As man’s hope of light in the face of darkness.   More poems by Richard Eberhart

America The Beautiful

Keb’ Mo’ Happy Fourth! More by Keb’ Mo’ Post by Elevatefilms