"Mystical Conversation", Odilon Redon, (1896)
In the Celtic tradition, there is a beautiful understanding of love and friendship. One of the fascinating ideas here is the idea of soul-love; the old Gaelic term for this is anam cara. Anam is the Gae
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I am a human, not a robot. A living person on this part of the world, where springtime is about to come. I am longing for the beautiful early evenings, the return of the songbirds, the cranes. The return of hope and life after pandemic.
Winter is
The way you look at things is not simply a private matter. Your outlook actually and concretely affects what goes on. When you give in to helplessness, you collude with despair and add to it. When you take back your power and choose to see the po
Hugo Simberg's painting "The Wounded Angel," completed in 1903, is a poignant and enigmatic masterpiece that has become one of Finland's most iconic artworks. This painting depicts two solemn boys carrying a wounded angel on a stretcher through a de
Art by Bettina Baldassari - BettiPigna
WELCOME NOVEMBER…
There is something about November that says ‘keep going’.
We are not quite through the year, yet the finish-line looms.
We are plunged into darkness by Mother Nature.
We are faced with th
Art by Hana Jang
When I die
Give what’s left of me away
To children
And old men that wait to die.
And if you need to cry,
Cry for your brother
Walking the street beside you
And when you need me,
Put your arms
Around anyone
And give to them
What you ne
Artwork by Elaine Bayley Illustrations
A flower that blooms later than the rest
is no less beautiful.
A forest that grows later than the rest
is no less bountiful.
A fruit that ripens later than the rest
is no less delectable.
A sunrise that appears la
"Dreaming of Pomegranates" by Felice Casorati (1913)
Dear Mama Earth
I am tired.
Like your are
Weary to my chalk-earth bones
Mama Earth
I look for you, I have my whole life
Without knowing what for. Why.
Though as a child
I was closer.
I somehow
joy is feeling
looking upwards
skies enrapture
the sorry self
and its grievance
joy is seeing
looking westwards
social fracture
healing itself
from insurgence
joy is knowing
looking eastwards
proper culture
relieves oneself
from ignorance
joy is seeing
looking outwa
joy is presence
when strings are bowed
joy is purpose
when fields are ploughed
joy is keeping
to what was vowed
joy is a calm
voice in the crowd
joy is the truth
humbling the proud
joy is freedom
that is allowed
joy is quiet
when life is loud
joy is wisdom
piercing
Khalil Gibran on Fear
It is said that before entering the sea
a river trembles with fear.
She looks back at the path she has traveled,
from the peaks of the mountains,
the long winding road crossing forests and villages.
And in front of her,
she sees
𝑰 𝑫𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒕 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰𝒏 𝑴𝒚 𝑫𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎𝒔
𝑩𝒚 𝑭𝒍𝒐𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆 𝑲𝒆𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒕𝒕
𝐼 𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚𝑡, 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑛 𝑚𝑦 𝑑𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑚𝑠 𝐼 ℎ𝑒𝑎𝑟𝑑 𝑆𝑤𝑒𝑒𝑡 𝑚𝑢𝑠𝑖𝑐 𝑓𝑎𝑖𝑛𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑙𝑜𝑤, 𝐼𝑡 𝑤𝑎𝑠 𝑎 𝑠𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑓 𝐼𝑟𝑒𝑙𝑎𝑛𝑑, 𝐴 𝑠𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑜𝑓 𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑎𝑔𝑜.
𝐼 𝑠𝑎𝑤 𝑜𝑛𝑐𝑒 𝑚𝑜𝑟𝑒 𝑚𝑦 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑙𝑑 ℎ𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑊𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑖𝑡𝑠 𝑔𝑎𝑏𝑙𝑒𝑠 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑖𝑡𝑠 𝑡𝑜𝑤𝑒𝑟𝑠, 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑑𝑒𝑎𝑟 𝑜𝑙𝑑 𝑓𝑎𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑜𝑛𝑒𝑑 𝑔𝑎𝑟𝑑𝑒𝑛
We are coming to the end of another unique year.
You have a couple of weeks left,
to let it all go.
Let go of worry, what will be will be.
Let go of regret, what’s done is done.
Let go of anger, it’s prolonging your pain.
Let it all go and make way.
You
Art by Shelly Penko
"You cannot lose real friends.
You just can’t.
They won’t go, no matter how hard you push them away when you are not yourself.
They will wait
and wait
and wait,
until they see a tiny glimmer of your light breaking through
and
Imagine you are walking in the woods and you see a dog sitting by a tree. As you approach it, it suddenly lunges at you, teeth bared. You are frightened and angry. But then you notice that one of its legs is caught in a trap. Immediately your mood
The dead are not distant or absent. They are alongside us. When we lose someone to death, we lose their physical image and presence, they slip out of visible form into invisible presence. This alteration of form is the reason we cannot see the dea
Art by Cesare Saccaggi
Beannacht, an Irish Blessing
On the day when
the weight deadens
on your shoulders
and you stumble,
may the clay dance
to balance you.
And when your eyes
freeze behind
the grey window
and the ghost of loss
gets in to you,
ma
If you’ve been itching for a celestial clean slate, your wait is over. The new moon in Aquarius is happening on February 1, and it’s giving us the chance for a fresh start, both personally and in the collective sense. This new moon is also happening
This body of mine will disintegrate, but my actions will continue me… If you think I am only this body, then you have not truly seen me. When you look at my friends, you see my continuation. When you see someone walking with mindfulness and compas
'Tis May, the elfish maiden,
the daughter of the Spring,
Upon whose birthday morning
the birds delight to sing.
*
~ Robert Fuller Murray
Art: Florence Harrison
