You will trail across the rocks and wash them with your salt, you will curl between sand-hills you will thunder along the cliff break retreat get fresh strength gather and pour weight upon the beach. Hilda Doolittle On Home Beaches – Poem by Les Murray Back, in my fifties, fatter that I was then, I … Continue reading Don’t grow up too quickly, lest you forget how much you love the beach. Michelle Held.
“And when at last you find someone to whom you feel you can pour out your soul, you stop in shock at the words you utter— they are so rusty, so ugly, so meaningless and feeble from being kept in the small cramped dark inside you so long.” ― Sylvia Plath, The Unabridged Journals of … Continue reading Children show scars like medals. Lovers use them as secrets to reveal. A scar is what happens when the word is made flesh. Leonard Cohen
“Colours change; in the morning light, red shines out bright and clearand the blues merge into their surroundings, melting into the greens; but by evening the reds loose their piquancy, embracing a quieter tone and shifting toward the blues in the rainbow. Yellow flowers remain bright, and white ones become luminous, shining like ghostly figures … Continue reading There’s a line between love and fascination that’s hard to see on an evening such as this. Ned Washington
Life, from beginning to end, is fear. Yes, it is pain, yes, it is desire, but more than anything it is fear; a certain amount rational, an enormous amount irrational. All political cruelties stem from that overwhelming fear. To push back the threatening forces, to offer primitive sacrifices, to give up some in the … Continue reading The oldest and strongest emotion of mankind is fear, and the oldest and strongest kind of fear is fear of the unknown. H. P. Lovecraft
I like being successful. I somehow always knew that I would succeed. I had a great sense of destiny from the time I was very young…. When I was only about five or six years old, I was standing with my mother in the kitchen at home in Long Beach. I told her flat out … Continue reading No boy in love with a beautiful woman would ever feel disgusted when she peeled potatoes. Chesterton.
So much goodness can come out of the right nourishment, especially when it’s relating to life goals. http://www.movenourishbelieve.com/nourish/17-quotes-to-live-love-nourish-by/
There is no one who became rich because he broke a holiday, no one became fat because he broke a fast. ~ Ethiopia
Wynken, Blynken, and Nod Eugene Field Wynken, Blynken, and Nod one night Sailed off in a wooden shoe,— Sailed on a river of crystal light Into a sea of dew. “Where are you going, and what do you wish?” The old moon asked the three. “We have come to fish for the herring-fish That live … Continue reading The foolish fears of what might happen. I cast them all away Among the clover-scented grass, Among the new-mown hay, Among the husking of the corn, Where drowsy poppies nod Where ill thoughts die and good are born— Out in the fields with God. Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1806-1861
When we stopped to rest and Tony tried to figure out what was wrong with his compass, I asked him what he thought it was about orchids that seduced humans so completely that they were compelled to steal them and worship them and try to breed new and specific kinds of them and then be … Continue reading “I thought love was a rare orchid that bloomed only once – but once it bloomed, it bloomed forever”. The Poison Diaries
“I’m a maker of ballads right pretty I write them right here in the street You can buy them all over the city yours for a penny a sheet I’m a word pecker out of the printers out of the dens of Gin Lane I’ll write up a scene on a counter – confessions and … Continue reading “The rich fop Francis of Assisi was bored all his life―until he fell in love with Christ and gave all his stuff away and became the troubadour of Lady Poverty.” ― Peter Kreeft, Jesus-Shock
“The selfish part of me wants them to stay, but I know they’ll be so much better off (at the sanctuary) in Tennessee. It will increase their longevity and health… Elephants can live 70 years or more in the wild, but 40 or 45 is old for a captive elephant. Moving them now gives them … Continue reading Those who become trainers because they love the animals usually end up leaving for exactly the same reason.
Patience is the mother of a beautiful child. ~Bantu http://afritorial.com/the-best-72-african-wise-proverbs/
As for Rosmarine, I lett it runne all over my garden walls, not onlie because my bees love it, but because it is the herb sacred to remembrance, and, therefore, to friendship; whence a sprig of it hath a dumb language that maketh it the chosen emblem of our funeral wakes and in our burial … Continue reading “As for rosemary, I let it run all over my garden walls, not only because my bees love it but because it is the herb sacred to remembrance and to friendship, whence a sprig of it hath a dumb language.” – Sir Thomas More (1478-1535) British writer, statesman and philosopher
Memory, the daugter of Attention, is the teeming mother of Wisdom
In the Snack-bar It is down two flights of stairs, but we go. I take his arm. ‘Give me – your arm – it’s better,’ he says. Inch by inch we drift towards the stairs. A few yards of floor are like a landscape to be negotiated, in the slow setting out time has almost … Continue reading Love, Smoke, and a Cough are hard to hide.
Neil Munro http://www.scottishpoetrylibrary.org.uk/poetry/poems/nettles There is lots of Folklore about nettles. In Norse mythology Thor the god of thunder is often represented by nettles and burning them on the fire will protect you from his lightening during thunderstorms. Also in Norse mythology Loki, the trickster god, spun fishing nets out of nettles. Actually a very good … Continue reading And sturdy grows the nettle On the place beloved of old.
People don’t ever seem to relate that doing what’s right is no guarantee against misfortune. ~William McFee, Casuals of the Sea, 1916 http://www.quotegarden.com/adversity.html
Quien no quisiere ver lastimas, no vaya a la guerra. He who does not wish to see misfortune, must not go to the wars.” It is used as a reproof to those who complain violently, or seem surprised at some serious occurrence, which is a natural consequence of the risk or danger to which they … Continue reading Coffee and love taste best when hot. Ethiopian proverb
http://www.gardendigest.com/flowers.htm White Iris By Michelle Cold are its roots lizard-skinned backs swimming beneath viridian coats cracks in the pavement hinting at navigations. Limbs given away leaving stumpy questions knots telling stories torso steadfast and ancient. Fingers adorn arms searching the sky tipped in thin tongues lapping attentively at unforseen succulents gathered nearby. … Continue reading “Since Iris is the Greek goddess for the Messenger of Love, her sacred flower is considered the symbol of communication and messages. Greek men would often plant an iris on the graves of their beloved women as a tribute to the goddess Iris, whose duty it was to take the souls of women to the Elysian fields.” – Hana No Monogatari: The Stories of Flowers
Give a rose to a blind man, and he can’t analyze it, but he will tell you that it is a rose; the greatest philosopher cannot do more.
In the dim garden a game of hide-and-seek, Between the flowerbeds, under the dark trees; A blackbird’s startled chatter, a childish shriek. Of delectable fear. Nancy Cato.
I have Social Disease. I have to go out every night. If I stay home one night I start spreading rumours to my dogs. Andy Warhol
Many words hurt more than swords.
Flowers open without choosing the rich man’s ground, the moon shines bright on mountains and rivers; only within the heart of men is evil; all other things must resolve themselves into heaven’s parental care of the human race. (Chinese).
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History. Mystery. Research-in-Progress.
Learning to stumble through life without the comfort of booze.
A sweary alcohol recovery blog written by a Yorkshireman
Adventures in Addiction Recovery & Cancer Survival
A woman's quest for one year of sobriety
A mom, wife and professional's journey on recovering from addiction
ACoA Recovery Issues (adult-children of alcoholics & other narcissists)
WHERE TO START WHEN YOU DON'T KNOW WHERE TO START
biographical, non-fiction
Alcoholics Anonymous Meetings in Mountain City, Tennessee
Emotional musings
Expedition website
ever seeking a right-fit life
Simple Thoughts on Life
Shortness of Breadth
Because we’re all recovering from something.
Climbing, Outdoors, Life!
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