Category Archives: RESTLESSNESS

I never saw an oft-removed tree, nor yet an oft-removed family that throve so well as those that settled be. Franklin

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Bernice Weissbourd :

But however the forms of family life have changed and the number expanded, the role of the family has remained constant and it continues to be the major institution through which children pass en route to adulthood.

[Bernice Weissbourd (20th century), U.S. president and fellow of Family Focus, and Carol Grimm (20th century), U.S. fellow of Family Focus. “Family Focus,” Children Today, vol 10, no. 2 (March/April 1981).]

You are the beached seal on the long yellow towel spread out between restlessness and mundanity

Tuesday poem: Sand by P.S. Cottier

http://pscottier.com/2012/03/12/tuesday-poem-sand/

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“I thought about one of my favourite Sufi poems, which says that God long ago drew a circle in the sand exactly around the spot where you are standing right now. I was never not coming here. This was never not going to happen.”

Elizabeth Gilbert

foto – sand at urunga sea lido

I never felt the urge to jump off a bridge, but there are times I have wanted to jump out of my life, out of my skin.

― David Levithan, The Realm of Possibility

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THE BRIDGE

David Hallett

somehow
something has unlocked
to pronounce the beautiful words
that were frozen in my mouth,
lost in my mind, always in my heart/
(I had put aside)
to cry out war and tragedy and oppression –
she left those sad words behind
she left the machines and the crowd
to join the dreamcatchers in the mist of her mountain den –
where the sky walks the land
where the sunlight is singing
and the water is singing a river of beautiful words
falling through her valley/
fingers of water weaving transparent
through the twine of vine
falling through her hair,
raining down brow and breasts and toes
where she stands barefoot
under the great tree
and the immense forest breathing around her/
and the day and the night caress each other
like a man and a woman in love,
and the cool lips of the night
whisper time is not stone
and there is a bridge,
a bridge leaps the waters and the tower of trees,
a bridge of dreams and words,
its path is fern and flower and golden rain,
and always, always
the bridge is love.
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Life is a free circus. All you have to do is pay attention. Bill Copeland

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“I think at the heart of so much restlessness of the day is a spiritual vacuum. There is a yearning for meaningful lives, a yearning for values we can commonly embrace. I hear an almost inaudible but pervasive discontent with the price we pay for our current materialism. And I hear a fluttering of hope that there might be more to life than bread and circuses.”

Bill Moyes

Tamul. — Gruel served in the house of a united family is enjoyable.

"Eastern Proverbs and Emblems Illustrating Old Truths"

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With days of illusions and shattered ideas;
And sleep made restless with alcohol;
The suffering that burdens today with the taste of tomorrow;
And that turns love into a boundless river;

In your presence I have rediscovered the memory of my blood;
And necklaces of laughter hung around our days;
Days sparkling with ever new joys

YOUR PRESENCE

(by David Diop)

http://poetryforpeace.wordpress.com/category/african-poetry/

foto – workers’ cottage raleigh nsw 2010