People are just as wonderful as sunsets if you let them be. When I look at a sunset, I don’t find myself saying, “Soften the orange a bit on the right hand corner.” I don’t try to control a sunset. I watch with awe as it unfolds.”
– Carl R. Rogers
People are just as wonderful as sunsets if you let them be. When I look at a sunset, I don’t find myself saying, “Soften the orange a bit on the right hand corner.” I don’t try to control a sunset. I watch with awe as it unfolds.”
– Carl R. Rogers
foto – feeding seagulls at bellwood park in nambucca nsw australia
It was there that I found them:
the seagulls – the secret
of where they go at night.
Calling Me Home by Lyndon Lane, Goodooga, NSW
Read more: http://www.creativespirits.info/aboriginalculture/arts/calling-me-home#ixzz2jqzHuj5H
I survived by keeping my emotions in check – by maintaining my composure and tucking it all away. I managed to stay under the radar, skating through school without anyone truly remembering I was here. My teachers acknowledged my academic successes and my coaches depended upon my athletic abilities, but I wasn’t important enough to make a recognizable social contribution. I was easily forgettable. That’s what I counted on.”
― Rebecca Donovan, Reason to Breathe
Graham Greene – The Confidential Agent (1939)
All excess is ill, but drunkenness is of the worst sort. It spoils health, dismounts the mind, and unmans men. It reveals secrets, is quarrelsome, lascivious, impudent, dangerous and mad. In fine, he that is drunk is not a man: because he is so long void of Reason, that distinguishes a Man from a Beast.
WILLIAM PENN, Some Fruits of Solitude
Read more at http://www.notable-quotes.com/a/alcoholism_quotes.html#r6hY3WFF3lm6IDXU.99
― Ani DiFranco
“There were always in me, two women at least, one woman desperate and bewildered, who felt she was drowning and another who would leap into a scene, as upon a stage, conceal her true emotions because they were weaknesses, helplessness, despair, and present to the world only a smile, an eagerness, curiosity, enthusiasm, interest.”
― Anaïs Nin
― Lao Tzu
If I feel depressed I will sing.
If I feel sad I will laugh.
If I feel ill I will double my labour.
If I feel fear I will plunge ahead.
If I feel inferior I will wear new garments.
If I feel uncertain I will raise my voice.
If I feel poverty I will think of wealth to come.
If I feel incompetent I will think of past success.
If I feel insignificant I will remember my goals.
Today I will be the master of my emotions.
– Og Mandino
― P.G. Wodehouse, Meet Mr. Mulliner
Tea had come as a deliverer to a land that called for deliverance; a land of beef and ale, of heavy eating and abundant drunkenness; of grey skies and harsh winds; of strong nerved , stout-purposed, slow-thinking men and women. Above all, a land of sheltered homes and warm firesides - firesides that were waiting - waiting, for the bubbling kettle and the fragrant breath of tea. -Agnes Reppiler
Japanese
“Do you know what I think about crying? I think some people have to learn to do it. But once you learn, once you know how to really cry, there’s nothing quite like it. I feel sorry for those who don’t know the trick. It’s like whistling or singing.”
― Anne Rice, Memnoch the Devil
Sydney Smith
― Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist
Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion; it is not the expression of personality, but an escape from personality. But, of course, only those who have personality and emotions know what it means to want to escape from these things.
T. S. Eliot
“Yoga talks about cat-pose, dog-pose, camel-pose, monkey-pose, bird-pose etc. Why there are so many animal poses? Animals release their emotions and tensions by movements based on their body sensations. But our amygdala in the brain is carrying the “fight or flight response”; it has forgotten the art of releasing the tensions. As human beings, when we are aware about the sensations, we can release that by aware, slow movements. If you do not give movements to the body parts, energy will be stuck and blood circulation will be disturbed. Gradually, that creates chronic physical and mental health problems.”
― Amit Ray, Yoga and Vipassana: An Integrated Life Style
This is a quiet only bog can offer.
Sound soaks into its open mouth,
through its dark skin
waiting, while human flurry
stills in the valves of the heart.
http://www.clifdenwriters.com/robynrowlandpoems.htm
Robyn Rowland © from Seasons of doubt & burning. New & Selected poems, Five Islands Press, 2011
Laurie Halse Anderson
“I must not fear. Fear is the mind-killer. Fear is the little-death that brings total obliteration. I will face my fear. I will permit it to pass over me and through me. And when it has gone past I will turn the inner eye to see its path. Where the fear has gone there will be nothing. Only I will remain.”
Frank Herbert, Dune
Jennifer Maiden.
http://www.literature-study-online.com/essays/jennifer-maiden.html
A SAD tale ‘s best for winter.
"Legends and Stories of Ireland: To which is Added Illustrations of National Proverbs and Irish …"
foto- the old silo at raleigh nsw
Byron Bay poet Jen Jacobs made this feisty point about the ill person’s ‘otherness’ (with the added emphasis on non-visible disability):
"I look like I live in your world
I can pass as a well person – for a short time,
I’m good at pretending… I no longer have automatic residence
in your country,
my citizenship is of another world entirely;
where pain is usual,
time and distance treat us differently, and
‘how are you?’ and
‘what’s wrong with you?’ and
‘are you better yet?’
are
very
rude
questions."
http://www.thylazine.org/thyla12/thyla12c.html
FOTO- milton 2010.
Performance
I starred that night, I shone:
I was footwork and firework in one,
a rocket that wriggled up and shot
darkness with a parasol of brilliants
and a peewee descant on a flung bit
_____________________
sites 2c http://www.special-dictionary.com/proverbs/
http://www.lesmurray.org/pm_pf.htm
foto – blue moon new year 2010
If it does not get cloudy, it will not get clear. Albanian.
foto – ulmarra the day the flood receded may 09.
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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!