Thursday, December 31, 2009
Tuesday, December 15, 2009
Monday, December 14, 2009
Monday, December 7, 2009
I think some of the greatest evidence for the existence of God is found in the pomegranate. look at it. It is amazing. it is intricate and beautiful and delicious. God is a creative being. i certainly never could have thought of something so lovely and interesting. It is impossible for me to eat a pomegranate without having at least a few thoughts at the wonder of my God.
Saturday, December 5, 2009
Saturday, November 21, 2009
Monday, November 16, 2009
Wednesday, November 4, 2009
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Monday, October 19, 2009
Tuesday, October 13, 2009
Monday, October 12, 2009
Friday, October 9, 2009
Tuesday, October 6, 2009
Saturday, September 26, 2009
Thursday, September 17, 2009
Tuesday, September 15, 2009
Tuesday, September 1, 2009
Thursday, August 27, 2009
Tuesday, August 25, 2009
Tuesday, July 21, 2009
thats what i thought.
Friday, July 10, 2009
Saturday, July 4, 2009
it doesn't touch your soul? How can I raise
it high enough, past you, to other things?
I would like to shelter it, among remote
lost objects, in some dark and silent place
that doesn't resonate when your depths resound.
Yet everything that touches us, me and you,
takes us together like a violin's bow,
which draws one voice out of two separate strings.
Upon what instrument are we two spanned?
And what musician holds us in his hand?
Oh sweetest song.
Friday, July 3, 2009
Sunday, June 28, 2009
Saturday, June 27, 2009
Thursday, June 25, 2009
Monday, June 22, 2009
Sunday, June 14, 2009
Friday, June 12, 2009
I read this the other day, and then i couldn't get it out of my head. I feel like in some way i need this. I don't even know what the empty place is or why its there, but i am suddenly aware of it.
I guess i am just waiting for the something small...
it will come. i know it.
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Thursday, June 4, 2009
SO FLIPPIN EXCITED!
and on that note, one of my very best friends in this world gave me the greatest gift the other day. She made me a road book of all sorts of exciting adventures to have and questions to ask my road trip partner and just general wonderfulness. It is beautiful and my thanks are far insufficient. There aren't words to describe how overwhelmed i am by the gesture. i keep saying that this gift is like something you just always wish someone would make for you, and now I have it. and it is surreal. and To you my dear friend who made this for me, you are a wonderful friend and from the very deepest part of my heart thank you for the book and for everything else.
I received a love letter last night, it was from a friend.
and now the world just seems a little brighter and should it ever start to dim again i will just go back and read the lines and see the handwriting and know that I am loved.
the world needs more love letters...and i can help with that.
Thursday, May 28, 2009
The wanted woman. she is well known.
what about the unwanted woman? what about the woman who has never known the affection of a man? what about the woman who learns the world on her own two feet rather than swept up in someones arms? what about her story?
i can tell you she has one. in fact she has many. She has tales of triumph and power as well as tales of weakness and broken spirits. the story of the woman unwanted is an epic, but it lives silenced somewhere. we took away her value.
we can learn a lot from unwanted women. we just have to learn to see them.
i for one have a lot to say...watch me.
Tuesday, May 26, 2009
Saturday, May 16, 2009
I love wishes. I love to make wishes. I just love the whole idea of wishes. i love that a wish is something so sacred you don't speak out loud. I love that it can be as fanciful or realistic as i please. and i love that i always believe for at least one shimmering moment, no matter how outlandish the wish, that it will come true.
I wish on everything. I wish on the time (ex: 11:11) i wish in tunnels, in wishing wells, on birthday cakes, on dandylions, and basically all other wish-able times.
wishes spread hope.
i mean really write. the kind of people whose vocabularies are like another language and who can describe things in lofty words and poetic phrases that may be difficult to understand at first but you know the whole time you are reading that it is a quality piece of writing.
Sometimes i am jealous of those people.
I like to write. on occasion i even allow myself to believe i am good at it. but i am not good like my other writing friends. but i think i decided i don't really want to be. I don't need to write about lofty ideas (though i have them, mind you) and i don't need to write big words. What i really want is to write what people think. i want to write about the things i appreciate and the actual threads going through my mind. i want to describe things simply in terms people know. and i want to be able to show the amazing beauty i see in the small things of this world. i want to remind people what it feels like to be outside holding a huge slice of watermelon and the way it sounds when you bite into it and the way it feels to roll the seeds around your mouth and the way it drips down your face and your forearms until it is dripping from your elbows.
i want to talk about how it feels when your dad gives you a hug and it's the safest place in the world and the place you know you are most loved. i want to give people hope in the ordinary so they can see the extraordinary. I just want to be simple. and i want to be true. and i want people to know exactly what i am talking about and at the same time feel like i have given them something deep and pressing. i want them to feel like i reached into their life and took their own memory and brought it to life. i want to write about humans. about human feeling and emotion. about what it really means to be a part of humanity.
it may be ambitious, but it's my heart.
i write what i write. this is my voice. it's not loud and i only speak plain english. But its mine. and if you listen to it i think you will find my voice just might sound a little like yours. and yours. and yours too.
Saturday, May 9, 2009
i love drama awards.
Friday, April 24, 2009
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
the next time you call her up cause you want to talk i will try not to feel my stomach sink as i realize i am not "your person" anymore. maybe i never was really, but sometimes i got to feel like i was. you don't want my opinion; you want hers. you don't want to watch a movie next to me on the couch. its not exciting to hold my hand. when i am there and so is she, i am the wall paper. its not so much a feeling of jealousy so much as it is just a feeling that something is gone. Something i used to have is now gone from my hands. I would give it to her gladly. I love her a lot too. you guys could be great together. this is the way things should be. it is the way things should happen. I am not your person anymore, but its ok. I love you. and i will always will be your person if you ever need one. Go get her. slay the dragon. be the shining white knight. make the rescue. I will be the one who video tapes it. deal?
Monday, April 13, 2009
some of the flowers bloom and some have not. some have grown tall and others have shyed away from the sun. some are pink and some are red and some are white. but each of them share the same earth and the same needs.
life is beautiful.
and i am going to the beach tomorrow.
i am so excited for this...there are hardly words. just watching this short trailer makes me feel inspired and awed and contemplative about the way i could see the word. and about the way children see the world. and about how there is so much truth in what they see. and how it is often much greater than the way i see things on a daily basis. its been far too long since i have thought about the wild things...
Friday, March 27, 2009
i don't know what i will say or if i will ever write again really.
but i like to know its here.
i like to know that should i have a thought i wish to give away or a story to tell this is a place where the world could know about it.
it's nice to have that place.
i have nothing else to say tonight.
this is one of my favorite things ever and i wish it would happen everday. and everywhere.http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vr3x_RRJdd4