“Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident...we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossoms had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two."
a tall fountain the wind arches over,
a tree deep-rooted yet dancing still,
a course of a river that turns, moves on,
doubles back, and comes full circle,
what Sanctuary would look like:
Blessed Wild Apple Girl
ten for today:
2. singing with T. before the bus comes
5. the wisdom of Guy de Maupassant, who "hated the [eiffel] tower so much that he started eating in its restaurant every day, because, he said, "It is the only place in Paris where I don't have to see it."
6. carl spackler...so i have that going for me.
7. red wine, caramelized onions and balsamic vinegar
8. a good long stretch
9. Thich Nhat Hanh
10. the Heroines Journey
song sent to me that took me completely by surprise and its gonna carry me a long while.