
There is a bird and a stone
in your body. Your job is not
to kill the bird with the stone.
Some of us are only made
of nerve endings. At night,
we light up like radium.
One day you will wake up
beating. One day you will
wake up winged.
Let me tell you a story
about hope- it always starts
and ends with birds.
~Victoria Chang
missing all the things that matter…
inquiry for today~ why is it so hard to trust our process?
I want everything quiet and simple.
For me, walking barefoot, sitting still, reading, listening to stories
and now and then telling some myself.
Drinking coffee, listening to music, longing to create,
but with patience and many insights.
~Rainer Maria Rilke