....Musings and Poetic Artistry...i am spiritual artist, mommie, educator, writer, interior designer composing an "ArtfulFairyTale"...and if i had to do it all again..i would do so... afloat a leafy sea dragon...and having a conversation with a whale
i would most definitely wear my wedding dress with a strand of for-get-me-nots attached...EdenClare
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YOU do not even know, how this is perfect for me, today, right now.
You have also given me an idea.
We cry, we grieve in part because we cannot see in the dark. But we live in the dark and our job is to search for the light. But is it frightening until we get up and start searching. It is in finding the answer that we become joyful again.
Maybe loving books is not so simple. Just like a healthy relationship needs work and changes with time, so too does our relationship with the things we own as we try to define ourselves and not be defined by stuff. Simply owning books didn’t make me a reader. What did make me a reader was an insatiable appetite for new stories and the things they have taught me.
I would not be a better person for owning a library; I become a better person because I chose to read.
— New Home, Empty Shelves (via booklover)
YOU do not even know, how this is perfect for me, today, right now.
ReplyDeleteYou have also given me an idea.
We cry, we grieve in part because we cannot see in the dark. But we live in the dark and our job is to search for the light. But is it frightening until we get up and start searching. It is in finding the answer that we become joyful again.
WOW. Thank you dear angel. Anita