Some say there’s a fire at the Center of our Being. How does anyone know? Though I believe it. Sometimes in dream, I go there, and it’s not some hell. More like a lake of light that drinking from heals. And healing is not erasing what life does to us. Rather, drinking from Center knits all the scars into a fabric that can’t be torn. Regardless of how we get there, no matter what is broken or lost, the weave binds us. We call its pattern beauty.
~Mark Nepo
when it comes. when it perseveres. when it hesitates.
inquiry for today~ your beauty is one of little discretion….it is simply beautiful…..
Dullness breeds dullness. Curiosity, liveliness, and playfulness produce original ideas and fresh imagery. We all know that dreamy state- the exact opposite of the tight, controlling, demanding, dull state that a fear of failure produces- where our birds have extra wings and our castles jeweled moats.
~Eric Maisel
