[grabs your shirt] listen. listen to me. the practical is holy. the everyday is sacred. the simple act of surviving is divine. do you get it? sanctity begins at home, in the hands that build and the lives we live and the deaths we die and the worms that eat our bodies. if making something by hand is not worthy of veneration then nothing is.
Ruth Awad, “Reasons To Live”
To The Substitute Art Teacher - Jordan Bolton
August 5, 1926 Journals of Anais Nin 1923-1927 [volume 3]
eternally plagued by being the "intellectual" friend (has surface knowledge on everything) while being the most socially sensitive (can be friends with just anyone) BUT personally cold and aloof friend (needs a lot of distance and alone time)
mary oliver, from the deer
Stay with me by Romário Roges
Virginia Woolf, A Room of One’s Own [originally published 1929]
7 years ago while I was taking pictures this beautiful black cat appeared on the farm road where I was taking pictures and then slipped back into the weeds. It felt a little magical.
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I stopped by the orchard this morning to see the apples before they’re ready.