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Sometimes if you move carefully through the forest breathing like the ones in the old stories who could cross a shimmering bed of dry leaves without a sound, you come to a place whose only task is to trouble you with tiny but frightening requests conceived out of nowhere but in this place beginning to lead everywhere. Requests to stop what you are doing right now, and to stop what you are becoming while you do it, questions that can make or unmake a life, questions that have patiently waited for you, questions that have no right to go away. - David Whyte, "Sometimes", from Everything Is Waiting for You Dana Wyss Healing Arts Breathe deeply, practice often, be well. http://www.danawyss.com/  Image / WikiImages from Pixabay
What things are steadfast? Not the birds. Not the bride and groom who hurry in their brevity to reach one another. The stars do not blow away as we do. The heavenly things ignite and freeze. But not as my hair falls before you. Fragile and momentary, we continue. Fearing madness in all things huge and their requiring. Managing as thin light on water. Managing only greetings and farewells. We love a little, as the mice huddle, as the goat leans against my hand. As the lovers quickening, riding time. Making safety in the moment. This touching home goes far. This fishing in the air. - Linda Gregg, "We Manage Most When We Manage Small" from All of it Singing, Graywolf Press Dana Wyss Healing Arts Breathe deeply, practice often, be well. http://www.danawyss.com/ |
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