may cause one to pause
"i hope you will go out and let stories, that is life, happen to you,
and that you will work with these stories from your life
not someone else's life-
water them with your blood and tears and your laughter
till they bloom,
till you yourself burst into bloom.
that is the work.
the only work."
clarrisa pinkola estes
oh how i have a heart for fridays
and the warm arrival of each one of you.
yet for months now
i can hardly sit for a moment in front of this computer.
instead, i am following a deep insatiable urge
into the current of life;
with a passion to live flat out bravely.
hoping to bloom as profusely as spring flowers,
watching in awe as you bloom
so beautifully too.