Well, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
I really wanna know (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
Tell me, who are you? (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
‘Cause I really wanna know (Who are you? Who, who, who, who?)
plumbing and sounding the depths.
we clearly need to overthrow the Weather Czar. this is crazy.
words to live by — not mine, they belong to other women….and the rest of us.
Time changes everything except something within us which is always surprised by change. ~Thomas Hardy
“Tell me, what is it you plan to do with your one wild and precious life?” ~Mary Oliver. I don’t know, Mary, but I’ve got to find out.
the world is rich with horrible people who take pleasure in destruction, but that’s not the whole story. thank god.
no pictures today, just a LOT of words.
I don’t know who Asha Tyson is, but s/he is so right.
when the moon is in the seventh house, and jupiter aligns with mars…
amen, sisters and brothers.
We are not physical beings having a spiritual experience, but spiritual beings having a physical experience ~Pierre Teilhard de Chardin
Hafiz had it going on.
it comes and goes, it comes and go-oh-oh-oes…
What scientific concept would improve everybody’s cognitive toolkit?
forget your troubles, c’mon get happy…
Beauty itself soon fades, and when a woman has beauty and nothing else, well, it’s like putting all the goods in the shop window, isn’t it? And the moment she loses her good looks–poor creature! what is she? Just a mere bit of faded finery to be thrown aside. ~henry arthur jones
Nothing makes us so lonely as our secrets.
it’s hard to stay here all the time, but it’s much better when we do.
smaller and smaller, the sea bashes everything / until voila: sand.
don’t compare your insides to my outsides, man. really. don’t.
will i wait a lonely lifetime, if you want me to, i will.
the most powerful story of my life
DO NOT let H.R. 3 pass you by — pay attention, speak up.
tell me something good – wackawackawacka
memory is SO concentrated, isn’t it.
que sera sera — but who knows what that is.
did you know that God’s favorite book is Frankenstein? IT IS!
it’s just for today – all bets are off tomorrow!
people leave their selves behind in the books they love, i really believe that.
put your money where your mouth is. Come. On.
in the bleak midwinter, the promise of a solstice means everything.
three things that choke me up, here on a bitter cold Friday morning
it’s amazing how our kids can transform the tiny gifts we give them, isn’t it.
shhh….everyone’s sleeping and i don’t want to wake them up. because then i’d have to pay attention to them.
i’m home from laos and cambodia! what happened while i was gone?






















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