where I fill the well

But if, as morning rises,

dreams are true?

~Dante Alighieri

when I remember how to love, it’s usually by remembering a sweet moment…

inquiry for today~ where do you huddle in and protect your sweet nothings?

how to daydream

Sometimes I wish I could photosynthesize so that just by being,

just by shimmering at the meadow’s edge or floating lazily on a pond,

I could be doing the work of the world while standing silent in the sun.

~Robin Wall Kimmerer

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