I wanted the past to go away, I wanted

to leave it, like another country; I wanted

my life to close, and open

like a hinge, like a wing, like the part of the song

where it falls

down over the rocks: an explosion, a discovery;

I wanted

to hurry into the work of my life; I wanted to know,

whoever I was, I was

alive

for a little while.

~Mary Oliver

how the lovely live…

inquiry for today~ where are the sweet spots?

hold it all with heart…

The world is indeed full of peril,

and in it there are many dark places;

but still there is much that is fair,

and though in all lands love

is now mingled with grief,

it grows perhaps the greater.

~J.R.R. Tolkien