Every day is a miniature house of worship
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Every day is a miniature house of worship
Coming to Writing, Hélène Cixous
Catherynne M. Valente, from her book titled "Deathless," originally published in March 2011
Mary Oliver, from “Late Spring” in Felicity: Poems
If you are in the garden, I will dress myself in leaves. If you are in the sea I will slide into that smooth blue nest, I will talk fish, I will adore salt. But if you are sad, I will not dress myself in desolation. I will present myself with all the laughters I can muster. And if you are angry I will come, calm and steady, with some small and easy story.
Mary Oliver, from "Rhapsody Part 7" in The Leaf and The Cloud: A Poem
I have a lust for leisure and for lovers who savor me slow
Simone de Beauvoir, from a diary entry featured in Diary of a Philosophy Student
Irving Penn, Cottage Tulip ‘Sorbet’, New York, 1967
this is perfect and awesome
Could breakfast be any better - Chloe Chlumecky , 2023
Canadian , b. 1999 -
Oil , 12 x 12 in.
Cherries - Alena Savchenko ‘Lukian’ , 2023.
Serbian , b. 1972 -
Pastel on paper , 30 x 20 cm.
“Everybody I ever loved, I still love a little.”
— Marilyn Monroe to Hedda Hopper, 1961
The tension of the future is unbearable in us. It must break through narrow cracks, it must force new ways. You want to cast off the burden, you want to escape the inescapable. Running away is deception and detour. Shut your eyes so that you do not see the manifold, the outwardly plural, the tearing away and the tempting. There is only one way and that is your way; there is only one salvation and that is your salvation. Why are you looking around for help? Do you believe that help will come from outside? What is to come is created in you and from you. Hence look into yourself. Do not compare, do not measure. No other way is like yours. All other ways deceive and tempt you. You must fulfill the way that is in you.
C.G. Jung, The Red Book: Liber Novus, edited and introduced by Sonu Shamdasani
Jung