March 2012
30 posts
“I choose to be a figure in that light,
half-blotted by darkness, something moving
across that space, the color of stone
greeting the moon, yet more than stone:
a woman. I choose to walk here. And to draw this circle.” —Adrienne Rich
half-blotted by darkness, something moving
across that space, the color of stone
greeting the moon, yet more than stone:
a woman. I choose to walk here. And to draw this circle.” —Adrienne Rich
“Longing, felt fully, carries us to belonging. The more times we traverse this path—feeling the loneliness or craving, and inhabiting its immensity—the more the longing for love becomes a getaway into love itself. Our longings don’t disappear, nor does the need for others. But by opening into the well of desire—again and again—we come to trust the boundless love that is it’s source.”
—Tara Brach in Radical Acceptance: Embracing Your Life with the Heart of a Buddha. (via awakenedartistry)
waking in the dark →
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rest in peace, adrienne rich. this poem broke my heart open more than anything else I’ve ever read. what a gift you’ve given.
Your rock pictures are fantastic! Where did you go?
thank you! the pictures are from my latest trip out to anza borrego desert. our first time in the slot canyons! <3
