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October 25, 2014





love your honest, vulnerable writing here my friend~
we are all so much more than what we appear to be, made up of so many more things (good and bad, pleasant and dirty) than what the surface of our lives tell. being okay with it, with all of it, can be a challenge for sure.

you are so right about that fine line between honoring yourself and all the stirrings within while still being mindful and present and satisfied with our 'right here, right now'. though I will admit I will continue to wish my right here right now and yours were a bit closer in proximity ;)

that New Mexico adventure, all the pictures- stunning. I'd love to go there someday.


I wanted to share the rest of Mary Oliver's poem that you quoted. Somehow, the "wild and precious life" quote is used as a call to be more intentional about lifeā€¦ in some big Intentional About Life (capital letters) way. I was surprised that the poem itself is mostly about a grasshopper.

I love these (less famous) lines leading up to that famous quote:

"I don't know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon?"

Love your reflections here.


This is beautiful. Love the honesty.
"Oh is it ever a fine line to walk between honoring the stirrings of the heart and finding peace in the present." I hear you.
Me personally, i don't think there is any reason for my life - I don't think there is any sense to be made. But your writing does so call me to appreciate it.

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