W A T E R F A L L S

“Do not feel sad for your tears as rocks never regret the waterfalls”
― Munia Khan

E V O

“It is failure that guides evolution; perfection provides no incentive for improvement, and nothing is perfect.”
― Colson Whitehead

D I N A N D E R I E

“In his blue gardens men and girls came and went like moths among the whisperings and the champagne and the stars.”
― F. Scott Fitzgerald

F O R E V E R | & | E V E R

“Sometimes I feel like if you just watch things, just sit still and let the world exist in front of you – sometimes I swear that just for a second time freezes and the world pauses in its tilt. Just for a second. And if you somehow found a way to live in that second, then you would live forever.”
― Lauren Oliver

C L O S E R

“Ivan tells Anna: “I used to imagine that being embraced by a woman . . . as something so wonderful that it would make me forget everything . . . [But] happiness, it turns out, will be to share with you the burden I can’t share with anyone else.”
― Vasily Grossman

M A S T E R S

“You have peace,” the old woman said, “when you make it with yourself.”
― Mitch Albom

W A X

“The way humans hunt for parking and the way animals hunt for food are not as different as you might think.”
― Tom Vanderbilt

D A W N

“À l’aurore, armés d’une ardente patience, nous entrerons aux splendides Villes.”
― Arthur Rimbaud

A N G E L . I N . C O U N T . H E R

“[Saint Anthony] said, in his solitude, he sometimes encountered devils who looked like angels, and other times he found angels who looked like devils. When asked how he could tell the difference, the saint said that you can only tell which is which by the way you feel after the creature has left your company.”
~ Elizabeth Gilbert

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“Happy art thou, as if every day thou hadst picked up a horseshoe.”
~ Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

R E V E R I E

“To make a prairie it takes a clover and one bee, One clover, and a bee,
And revery.
The revery alone will do,
If bees are few.”
~ Emily Dickinson

S T A R R Y

“Face to the sea, I hear the wind calling me to truth
Close your eyes and dream beneath the warmth of skies of blue
Longing to rest my weary bones
So long the path, O be still my soul”

P R E S E R V A T I O N

I once never quite drowned and once I was never entirely on fire but I feel to have been close both times. So the cracks in the ceiling begged the question,

L O N E L Y

“Often we read that minimalism is the wave of the future, yet too often a man finds his past minimized by the simplicities of his needs.
To talk of the future as if ones past actions are exempt from the grandiosity of contributing to another’s failure, is like birthing a son and waiting until he is a man to call him good while forgetting you called him a bastard throughout his childhood”
~ V

S E V E N T H

each morning she shines he says life is beautiful she nods in agreement mistresses don’t argue they delight in rainbows soaked with cloud-shaped loyalty to deformities

D E E P

“We are streaming data, bit by bit, and dilating time into hard-coded love.”
~ V

N E V U S

“Do we not each dream of dreams? Do we not dance on the notes of lost
memories? Then are we not each dreamers of tomorrow and yesterday, since dreams
play when time is askew? Are we not all adrift in the constant sea of trial and when all is done, do we not all yearn for ships to carry us home?”
~ Nathan Reese Maher

B I N D I N G

“He heals the broken in heart, and binds up their wounds.”
~ Psalm 147:3

S O M E W H E R E

I still think about being raped as a wee lass and suspect I always will, but how I think about it continually changes. Healing is an individual process that doesn’t follow a set of standard rules or guidelines. Wrong and right don’t exist when we seek to find dissolution from pain that causes suffering from…

B O T T L E D

“Are you single?” he asked“It depends on whether you mean that literally or existentially,” I answered.“Both,” he answered.“Then no and yes,” I answered before waving goodbye. We marry ourselves in childhood and often live out battles of bottled emotion lined in messages of subconscious loyalty to our spiritual selves.

20 | 20

How important are they? Is it always required? Is it always, Love? The answers.

R E P L A Y

Why should we not study elocution to be effectual primary and supporting characters? Why should we not live with Love in our hands, prepared to touch every spirit until all forget lines of hatred written in the flesh? Why should we not die with pens in our hands, prepared to ask God to autograph the…

D I S T R A C T I O N

A while back, I stopped working I stopped singing I stopped dancing I shut everything down Temporarily

M O U N T A I N S

We are masterpieces in the making. Our soul’s contrast between light and dark provides a unique form that promises to be our most significant treasure and discovery.

F L E S H

It isn’t typical for me to prance around wholly naked, but it happened one evening when I was home alone because I was home alone.

C O N S O L A T I O N

How do you decide when to start over and who do you decide to start over with? It may be different for everyone but likely has something to do with needs, wants and listening to our hearts. Sometimes it is better to invest in quality blood ties than inferior bloodlines.

P R E C I O U S

My eyes were closed, and although an oxygen mask was covering my face, I could hear everything they were saying.

L U P I . S P U M A

My husband once owned a trucking company, and within six months, half of his drivers quit. He was so distraught about it that he let the business go at the end of that same year. He’d had the company for forty years, and I’d only heard his account of what happened because he’d let it…

B U R N I N G

A young boy lived with his mother and father on a remote private island until one day they were washed away in the waves of a treacherous storm. They’d taught him how to survive on his own, so although he was lonely and devastated, he continued to do what was necessary to live through his…

X O

“…Even in the shadows…”
~ Beyonce Knowles / Ryan Tedder / Terius Nash

A N E M O I

“How did Nathan die?” Mom had been sleeping soundly and was awoken by that question asked by her daughter.  Her eyes fluttered open taking a moment to focus on her daughter’s unkempt hair and eyes still full of sleep because she’d just awoken too.

T U P Ã

BOB DIAMOND: “Did you ever have friends whose stomach hurt?” DAN MILLER: “Every one of them.”

N E C T A R

He ran into the science lab grabbing every beaker in the supply room before running to the fridge and grabbing all diseased Petri dishes.

B L O W H O L E

We stood under the bridge, me admiring the beauty and wondering where the homeless people were because we were surely in the most calming and scenic under the bridge location in all the land. In childish excitement she began throwing seeds everywhere; in holes, atop leaves, beneath rocks, into the stream and finally upon the…

T H R E S H O L D

Towering in plain siteIt hid behind vinesWalls stained with rainStanding proud and fearless

F U R N I S H E D

Do not borrow your neighbors tools because he uses them to construct his own reality. Determine first what you are fixing and who you are fixing it for, then retract your request in remembrance that the tools required are within you already…

M O N A

As a mother several times over, she knew it was one of those questions that would one day be asked but she didn’t expect it that morning as she sat with her nine-year old daughter in the school parking lot and waiting for the morning bell to ring.