"We make our way through
Everything like thread passing through fabric,
giving shape to images that we ourselves do not know."
- Rainer Maria Rilke

❄️ Winter's Cloak ❄️

This year I do not want
the dark to leave me.
I need its wrap
of silent stillness,
its cloak
of long lasting embrace.
Too much light
has pulled me away
from the chamber
of gestation.

Let the dawns
come late,
let the sunsets
arrive early,
let the evenings
extend themselves
while I lean into
the abyss of my being.

Let me lie in the cave
of my soul,
for too much light
blinds me,
steals the source
of revelation.

Let me seek solace
in the empty places
of winter's passage,
those vast dark nights
that never fail to shelter me.

~ J. Rupp

To love someone long-term is to attend a thousand funerals of the people they used to be.

The people they're too exhausted to be any longer. The people they grew out of, the people they never ended up growing into. We so badly want the people we love to get their spark back when it burns out, to become speedily found when they are lost.

But it is not our job to hold anyone accountable to the people they used to be. It is our job to travel with them between each version and to honour what emerges along the way.

​Sometimes it will be an even more luminescent flame. Sometimes it will be a flicker that temporarily floods the room with a perfect and necessary darkness.

~ H. Priebe

High Mass Gregorian Chant

Bare your fucking soul,
why else are you alive?
One day your heart will stop and
what the fuck are you waiting for?
Allow. Open your chest and allow.
​-Glen Martin

Bassett Puppies!!!
🧡🧡🧡
Dolly & Huck

“It is how we choose
what we do,
​and how we approach it,
that will determine whether the sum of our days adds up to a formless blur, or to something resembling a work of art.”

― Mihaly Csikszentmihalyi,
Finding Flow: The Psychology of Engagement with Everyday Life

Autumn Equinox Porch

“Stop acting so small.
You are the universe
​in ecstatic motion.”
​ Rumi