Sometimes you hear someone through the door calling you as a fish out of water hears the surf's Come back! This turn towards what you deeply love, saves you.
Category: Inspiration from others
The greatness of a nation and its moral progress can be judged by the ways its animals are treated.
If you hear a voice within you saying, “You are not a painter,” then by all means paint, boy, and that voice will be silenced.
Tonight we plucked that apricot moon and ate it, not in a gulp, but with long laps of tongues, carving of teeth, squeezing nectar against palettes till it trickled down our open throats.
Thank you to the editors Linda Watanabe McFerrin and Laurie McAndish King for first publishing this in HOT FLASHES 2.