
Can you believe it’s taken me 17 years to read this book?! Well, I said I would and I did so stop nagging (-:
It was really good. Well, the first 3/4 of the book especially.
Can you believe it’s taken me 17 years to read this book?! Well, I said I would and I did so stop nagging (-:
It was really good. Well, the first 3/4 of the book especially.
So that I stopped
there
and looked
into the waters
seeing not only
my reflected face
but the great sky
that framed
my lonely figure
and after a moment
I lifted my hands
and then my eyes
and I allowed myself
to be astonished
by the great
everywhere…
— David Whyte
“The risk of love is loss, and the price of loss is grief. But the pain of grief is only a shadow when compared with the pain of never risking love.”
Amber, AmberRoo, AmberRoonie, RooRoo and finally named… Roo 2001-2020
God speaks to each of us as he makes us,
then walks with us silently out of the night.
These are the words we dimly hear:
You, sent out beyond your recall,
go to the limits of your longing.
Embody me.
Flare up like a flame
and make big shadows I can move in.
Let everything happen to you: beauty and terror.
Just keep going. No feeling is final.
Don’t let yourself lose me.
Nearby is the country they call life.
You will know it by its seriousness.
Give me your hand.
So happyyyyyy with my new baby!
“On earth’s part
all days start beautifully
patiently it revolves and revolves
with its trees
and oceans and lakes
deserts and volcanoes
the two of us and the rest of you
and all the animals”
Pétur Gunnarsson
(no real reason to post this apart from the fact that I liked it. And as I’ve finally finished eight holidays this year I’m officially knackered)
After watching and quite enjoying “Backcountry“, (with the second rate but still good looking version of Alessandra Ambrosio) I was reminded of this great Bill Bryson quote from “A Walk in the Woods“…
It was not the size or demeanor of the bears that troubled me–they looked almost comically nonaggressive, like four guys who had gotten a Frisbee caught up a tree–but their numbers. Up to that moment it had not occurred to me that bears might prowl in parties. What on earth would I do if four bears came into my camp? Why, I would die, of course. Literally shit myself lifeless. I would blow my sphincter out my backside like one of those unrolling paper streamers you get at children’s parties–I daresay it would even give a merry toot–and bleed to a messy death in my sleeping bag.”
“That was a memorable day to me, for it made great changes in me. But it is the same with any life. Imagine one selected day struck out of it, and think how different its course would have been. Pause you who read this, and think for a moment of the long chain of iron or gold, of thorns or flowers, that would never have bound you, but for the formation of the first link on one memorable day.”
“When you are sorrowful look again in your heart, and you shall see that in truth you are weeping for that which has been your delight.” Fatty : 2001- 2016