Where does that smushy lay-about hang his hookah these days?

The Caterpillar and Alice looked at each other for some time in silence: at last the Caterpillar took the hookah out of its mouth, and addressed her in a languid, sleepy voice.

‘Who are you?’ said the Caterpillar.

This was not an encouraging opening for a conversation. Alice replied, rather shyly, ‘I — I hardly know, sir, just at present — at least I know who I WAS when I got up this morning, but I think I must have been changed several times since then.’

‘What do you mean by that?’ said the Caterpillar sternly. ‘Explain yourself!’

‘I can’t explain myself, I’m afraid, sir’ said Alice, ‘because I’m not myself, you see.’

‘I don’t see,’ said the Caterpillar.

‘I’m afraid I can’t put it more clearly,’ Alice replied very politely, ‘for I can’t understand it myself to begin with; and being so many different sizes in a day is very confusing.’

LEWIS CARROL

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she remembered watching a summer sunset from this very spot. Not so long ago; just a lifetime.” ― Sharon Kay Penman | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

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“What will happen to the spirit of this ancient dreaming land without the great mobs of kangaroos bounding across the song lines, energizing the land? Will the sunset and dawn mourn the passing of the creatures who danced in their light? “SUE, ARNOLD

Source: she remembered watching a summer sunset from this very spot. Not so long ago; just a lifetime.” ― Sharon Kay Penman | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

“A poet is a man who puts up a ladder to a star and climbs it while playing a violin.” ― Edmond de Goncourt | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

VIOLIN.Take up your violin and play to meAnd let your music set my spirit free.Cast off the chains of hard reality.And wander in the realms of poesy

Source: “A poet is a man who puts up a ladder to a star and climbs it while playing a violin.” ― Edmond de Goncourt | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

The mountain mist, which Blacks had thought the souls of bygone men, Came closing in, with swirls of rain. Mark O’Connor. | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

The house of envy lies in the lowest hollows, golden, sunless, breathed upon by no wind, grim and filled full of inert chill, and lacking warmth, is always roiled in fog.

Source: The mountain mist, which Blacks had thought the souls of bygone men, Came closing in, with swirls of rain. Mark O’Connor. | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

“Faeries, come take me out of this dull world, For I would ride with you upon the wind, Run on the top of the dishevelled tide, And dance upon the mountains like a flame.” W.B. Yeats, The Land of Heart’s Desire | the GEM COLLECTION 2016

“Listen to th’ wind wutherin’ round the house,” she said. “You could bare stand up on the moor if you was out on it tonight.”Mary did not know what “wutherin’” meant until she listened, and then she understood. It must mean that hollow shuddering sort of roar which rushed round and round the house, as if the giant no one could see were buffeting it and beating at the walls and windows to try to break in. But one knew he could not get in, and somehow it made one feel very safe and warm inside a room with a red coal fire.”Frances Hodgson Burnett The Secret Garden

Source: MAY 29 2012 : “Faeries, come take me out of this dull world, For I would ride with you upon the wind, Run on the top of the dishevelled tide, And dance upon the mountains like a flame.” W.B. Yeats, The Land of Heart’s Desire | the GEM COLLECTION 2016

“Granny Weatherwax was not lost. She wasn’t the kind of person who ever became lost. | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

LOST IN THE BUSH

I’d left the camp, and lost my way,‘

Mid tangled vines and ferns;

And puzzled was which way to take

From out the many turns;

When presently I saw some smoke

Through swamp oaks wreathing up,

And close beside me soon I heard

The yelping of a pup.

Source: “Granny Weatherwax was not lost. She wasn’t the kind of person who ever became lost. | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

You do not teach the paths of the forest to an old gorilla. | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

Congratulations! You’re not perfect! It’s ridiculous to want to be perfect anyway. But then, everybody’s ridiculous sometimes, except perfect people.

Source: You do not teach the paths of the forest to an old gorilla. | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

When she can’t bring me to heel with scolding, she bends me to shape with guilt.  Libba Bray, The Sweet Far Thing | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

Obi-Wan Kenobi: And now we must leave our roles as master and student. It is time we became…brothers.

Source: When she can’t bring me to heel with scolding, she bends me to shape with guilt.  Libba Bray, The Sweet Far Thing | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

After dinner sit awhile; before breakfast walk a mile. | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

When God threw me, a pebble, into this wondrous lake, I disturbed its surface with countless circles. But when I reached the depths, I became very still. Khalil Gibran Read more at:

Source: After dinner sit awhile; before breakfast walk a mile. | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

I’m sorry I didn’t know it was an elephant; I thought it was part of the furniture! | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

The elephant is a funny bird, it swings from bough to bough, it lays its eggs in a rhubarb tree and whistles like a cowSue

Source: I’m sorry I didn’t know it was an elephant; I thought it was part of the furniture! | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

If you are not afraid of rising, you will see that wings start growing in your body!” | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

“For many, negative thinking is a habit, which over time, becomes an addiction… A lot of people suffer from this disease because negative thinking is addictive to each of the Big Three — the mind, the body, and the emotions. If one doesn’t get you, the others are waiting in the wings.”-Peter McWilliams

Source: If you are not afraid of rising, you will see that wings start growing in your body!” | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

“I do not care what comes after; I have seen the dragons on the wind of morning.” Ursula K. Le Guin, The Farthest Shore | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

“Down there – he said – are people who will follow any dragon, worship any god, ignore any inequity. All out of a kind of humdrum, everyday badness. Not the really high, creative loathsomeness of the great sinners, but a sort of mass-produced darkness of the soul. Sin, you might say, without a trace of originality. They accept evil not because they say yes, but because they don’t say no.” ― Terry Pratchett, Guards! Guards!

Source: “I do not care what comes after; I have seen the dragons on the wind of morning.” Ursula K. Le Guin, The Farthest Shore | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

“Be brave, little rabbit. Take a chance.” ― Cherise Sinclair, Breaking Free | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

“One minute I’m just another rabbit and happy about it, next minute whazaam, I’m thinking. That’s a major drawback if you’re looking for happiness as a rabbit, let me tell you. You want grass and sex, not thoughts like ‘What’s it all about, when you get right down to it?’”(Terry Pratchett, Moving Pictures)

Source: “Be brave, little rabbit. Take a chance.” ― Cherise Sinclair, Breaking Free | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

The only one whom can whisper to you the ways of the surf, is the wind” | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

Have you ever been surfing? Imagine you’re on your surfboard now, waiting for the big one to come. Get ready to get carried with that energy. Now, here it comes. Are you with that energy right now? That’s empathy. No words – just being with that energy. When I connect with what’s alive in another person, I have feelings similar to when I’m surfing.Marshall Rosenberg

Source: The only one whom can whisper to you the ways of the surf, is the wind” | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

La pomme est pour le vieux singe. The old monkey gets the apple. | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

I’m made up of the memories of my parents and my grandparents, all my ancestors. They’re in the way I look, in the colour of my hair. And I’m made up of everyone I’ve ever met who’s changed the way I think.”― Terry Pratchett, A Hat Full of Sky

Source: La pomme est pour le vieux singe. The old monkey gets the apple. | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

There is only to wait for a new day’s birth and the hills stand out again. For no less sure than the rising sun, and no less glad to see Is the lifting sky when the rain is done and the wet grass rustles free. George Charles Whitney. | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

The sailors say ’twill be rough to-night, As they fasten the hatches down, The south is black, and the bar is white, And the drifting smoke is brown. The gold has gone from the western haze, The sea-birds circle and swarm –But we shall have plenty of sunny days, And little enough of stormWill. H. Ogilvie.

Source: There is only to wait for a new day’s birth and the hills stand out again. For no less sure than the rising sun, and no less glad to see Is the lifting sky when the rain is done and the wet grass rustles free. George Charles Whitney. | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

In the garden of time grows the flower of consolation. 

Now, if the principle of toleration were once admitted into classical education—if it were admitted that the great object is to read and enjoy a language, and the stress of the teaching were placed on the few things absolutely essential to this result, if the tortoise were allowed time to creep, and the bird permitted to fly, and the fish to swim, towards the enchanted and divine sources of Helicon—all might in their own way arrive there, and rejoice in its flowers, its beauty, and its coolness.Harriet Beecher Stowe

Source: In the garden of time grows the flower of consolation. | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

Fa’alupe tumulifale. Like a pigeon sitting behind the hunter’s hut. The hunter is interested only in those wild pigeons that appear in front of his hut. Samoa. | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

As Thurot in his cabin lay, he dreamed a dream, That his grandsire’s voice came to him and called him by his name ; Saying, Thurot, you’re to blame for lying so long here.

Source: Fa’alupe tumulifale. Like a pigeon sitting behind the hunter’s hut. The hunter is interested only in those wild pigeons that appear in front of his hut. Samoa. | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

The winter will ask what we did all summer. 

“And I have no regrets.” “That’s a pity,” Hunt said easily. “Having regrets is the only sign that you’ve done anything interesting with your life.” ― Lisa Kleypas, Secrets of a Summer…

Source: The winter will ask what we did all summer. | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

Ad consilium ne accesseris, antequam voceris – Do not go to the council-chamber before you are summoned

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As they were leading me up, I looked up and around the galleries and I could feel the whole Aboriginal race, of those who had gone before, were all up there, and I could visualise, I could hear voices and amongst those voices was the voice of my grandfather saying, ‘It’s alright now boy, you are finally in the council with the Australian Elders. Everything is now going to be alright.’”NEVILLE BONNER, on being signed in as a new senator

Source: Ad consilium ne accesseris, antequam voceris – Do not go to the council-chamber before you are summoned | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

The great thing about getting older is that you don’t lose all the other ages you’ve been.” ― Madeleine L’Engle | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

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“The beauty of a woman is not in a facial mole,but true beauty in a Woman is reflected in her soul. It is the caring that she lovingly gives, the passion that she knows.”― Audrey Hepburn

Source: The great thing about getting older is that you don’t lose all the other ages you’ve been.” ― Madeleine L’Engle | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

No evil dooms us hopelessly except the evil we love, and desire to continue in, and make no effort to escape from. | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

Comete

Uphill in Melbourne on a beautiful day a woman is walking ahead of her hair. Like teak oiled soft to fracture and sway it hung to her heels and seconded her as a pencilled retinue, an unscrolling title to ploughland, edged with ripe rows of dress, a sheathed wing that couldn’t fly her at all, only itself, loosely, and her spirits.                                    A largesse of life and self, brushed all calm and out, its abstracted attempts on her mouth weren’t seen, not its showering, its tenting.  Just the detail that swam in its flow-lines, glossing about— as she paced on, comet-like, face to the sun.from Subhuman Redneck Poems, 1996

Source: No evil dooms us hopelessly except the evil we love, and desire to continue in, and make no effort to escape from. | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

When I sleep I sleep and do not dream because it is as well that I am what I seem when I am in my bed and dream. Gertrude Stein (1874-1946)

And if tonight my soul may find her peace in sleep, and sink in good oblivion, and in the morning wake like a new opened flower then I have been dipped again in God, and new created.D.H. Lawrence

Source: When I sleep I sleep and do not dream because it is as well that I am what I seem when I am in my bed and dream. Gertrude Stein (1874-1946), | THE OLD PROVERBIAL RECOVERY

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SIXTY EIGHT EYES 2017

an elderwoman's images of 2017 in australia

Welcome to Jeremy Jaramillo's Blog

Fighting Ignorance since 1975 (It’s taking longer than I thought) and Smile, because everyone is entitled to my opinion!

the SILVERBIRD8

recovery with wrinkles

Narconon Fresh Start

Past The Tipping Point

Addiction Prescription

FREEDOM FROM OPIOIDS

Thought Catalog

Thought Catalog is a digital youth culture magazine dedicated to your stories and ideas.

Sunflower Effect

Amber K. Mersing Foundation

the SILVERBIRD 7

Dislocated ElderWoman . living the life of a run down old hermitage. simple poor and quiet

Little Fears

Tales of whimsy, humor and courgettes

the SilverBird6

staying clean with wrinkles

Memories are made of this

I need photos to keep my memories alive

Heritage Railways NSW Projects

Proposals to save various decaying NSW rail heritage icons and stations for the future

The SilverBird5

staying clean with wrinkles

The Hurt Healer

WRITER|WELL-BEING|RECOVERY|ADDICTION|DEPRESSION|ABUSE|FAITH|LOVE

THE SILVERBIRD 4

staying clean with wrinkles

Off-Dry

I got sober. Life got big.

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