Quotes for Someone's Collection

"Treasure life. Don’t abuse your bodies & souls. Don’t do anything to stop it. And the next time you see some racy girl screaming her lungs out while playing three cords on an out-of-tune guitar, know that I’ll be there in spirit cheering her on. Thanks for all the beautiful noise."
- Craig Lee, 1956 – 1991


Deep peace of the running waves to you.
Deep peace of the flowing air to you.
Deep peace of the quiet earth to you.
Deep peace of the shining stars to you.
Deep peace of the shades of night to you.
Moon & stars always giving light to you.
- Traditional Gaelic blessing 

The day of death is when two worlds meet with a kiss; this world going out, the future world coming in.
- Josef ben Abin

From one darkness
Into another darkness
I soon must go.
Light the long way before me,
Moon on the mountain rim.
- Lady Izumi Shikibu


Desire is half of life; & indifference is half of death.
- Kahlil Gibran, Sand & Foam

And remember that when you’re attracted to someone, that person becomes an angel, a real angel, not one of those harpists you saw last night. And sometimes that person will be an angel of death. Sometimes an angel of life. Whichever you choose, treat the magic gently.
- Brooks Caruthers, Forbidden Acts

Let your life lightly dance on the edges of time like dew on the tip of a leaf.

- Rabindranath Tagore

Without fear there is no courage.

O! Lament, let all delight in this fragile form we borrow. Just a dimming in the light til we cast it off tomorrow.

- The Azrael Project

 

- Seen on a t-shirt

Faith is not knowledge of what the Mystery of the Universe is, but the conviction that there is a Mystery, and that it is greater than us.
- Rabbi David Wolpe, Making Loss Matter

After death, we remain, our actions placed beside us in heaps.
- From an ancient Egyptian text, circa 2100 b.c.e.


Tempestuously she turned her back to the windy shore. 
There, looking at the open sea with tearful eyes. 
With grief in her eyes, she addressed her native land:
 “Land which begot me, land which brought me forth, 
I am abject to abandon you like a runaway slave!”
- Catullus, Poem 63

(Ok, some weirdness from the Land of Rob: He's reading over my shoulder, because he hopes that eventually I will type something about him. Then he asks me what 'day' is in Spanish. I replied 'dias', so he says, "So it's Dias de los Muertos", & I said, "Actually, I think it's masculine - Dios de los Muertos". He says, "Hey, at least I didn't say "Day-o's o los Dead-o's") 

Obviously, I've discovered text formatting in the 'rich text' mode. Annoyingly enough, it won't let me switch to left alignment without changing the whole freaking thing. Anyway, I've really got to quit screwing around with the rest of the internet & do some school crap. 

Rob's been in this shopping phase, but at least I don't have to hear about it for the next coupla years. We've gotten him shirts, pants, socks, underwear... he wants to start hitting the Hallowe'en Experiences for body parts... He's getting comfortable enough leaving our material possessions at home alone to where he wants to decorate again - right when I'm in a 'throw it all away' groove. It feels good to get rid of stuff. The other night I went through my closet & pulled out every shirt I never wear & dropped it in a 'SafeNest' clothes donation bin. My closet is a lot less packed w/out all that crap in there. Of course, if 'What Not to Wear' ever came to my house, they'd have to buy me a whole new wardrobe because I know my jeans & t-shirt thing would infuriate them.

So anyway, I'm gonna go warsh my face & brush my teef & we're gonna get outta here again - he wants to go to an antique store that may have scythes for sale. Don't ask...  

It’s best to be ruthless with the past. It’s not the blows we’re dealt that make us stronger. It’s the ones we survive.

Stephen King, Rose Madder

 

Dance, when you’re broken open.

Dance, if you’ve torn the bandage off.

Dance, in the middle of the fighting.

Dance in your blood.

Dance, when you’re perfectly free.

- Rumi

When we live, we live for ourselves. But when we die, we give to everything in the world.

W. Michael Gear & Kathleen O’Neal Gear, ‘People of the River’

There are times when even to live is an act of bravery.

- Seneca,  (48 b. c. e. – 65 c. e.)

The greatest blessings come to us through madness, when it is sent as a gift of the gods.

Socrates, Phaedrus

Say yes to life, even though you know it will devour you.

Stephen Larsen, The Shaman’s Doorway

Creepy in an Amish Way

Picture this: Rob, totally naked, running around w/a scythe. 

Not one of those plastic 'Hallowe'en Experience' scythes, but an honest-to-goodness antique scythe. Complete with rusty blade. 

And my scrawny, pot-bellied husband happily running around naked with it. Except for flip-flops. 

Needless to say, we went shopping. I ended up buying a 6' long commercial glass display case to renovate into a snake tank. A student loan in my hands is a dangerous thing...  and my knees are killing me! I definitely got in my 10,000 steps today.