Pain or damage don’t end the world. Or despair, or fucking beatings. The world ends when you’re dead. Until then, you got more punishment in store. Stand it like a man… and give some back.”
— Al Swearengen (written by David Milch)
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Today, I’m thankful to be so broke that I cannot even bother with #BlackFriday sales. Here’s to small change in one’s checking account but huge sums in one’s heart. Non-material wealth. Life’s little blessings.
Remember that all ritual and ceremony helps us examine our beliefs, to explore the possibilities of our journey on earth and the fears that stop us from becoming all we can be. They help us visualise the lives we want to live and to understand our connection to the Whole. The very process of carrying out a ritual or participating in a ceremony is your response to an invitation to visit the place of spirit, of vision, of the creative force within — to share a moment with the Creator.”
— Diane Ronngren
Sage & Smudge: The Ultimate Guide, p. 12
Custom Drawing #14335 by I Want to Draw a Cat For You!
P.S. Yes, I’m ‘Laura.’ No, it was not intentional. Yes, it’s supposedly being fixed, but Preston— oops, I mean, Presley— and I got a chuckle out of this oft-heard misnomer. Just never thought it’d be misprinted after being (literally) spelled out. Ha. Life’s funny like that.
Two. Months. Sober!
Wow. Just checked the date: 2 MONTHS of #sobriety! What a wonderful life I now have! Each day is somehow even brighter than its predecessor.
As a single footstep will not make a path on the earth, so a single thought will not make a pathway in the mind. To make a deep physical path, we walk again and again. To make a deep mental path, we must think over and over the kind of thoughts we wish to dominate our lives.”
—Henry David Thoreau
Simple Grammar Lesson for Today
their != there != they’re. Got it? Good.
A Thousand Yesterdays
D
R
I
P
drop
Let it all fall out.
I cry the tears for a thousand yesterdays.
I weep for Moments Left Bleak
W O R D S still unsaid
Life --relinquished to the past--
yet never actually Lived.
I’d sooner lose ALL inhibition
and pride
and forbearance.
I’d cry the tears
and
love the pain
Because it F E E L S better to
ache, to seethe in
misery,
than to flatline thru to peril.
Lauren Rich
08.29.2013
My desire to live is as intense as ever, and though my heart is broken, hearts are made to be broken: that is why God sends sorrow into the world… To me, suffering seems now a sacramental thing, that makes those whom it touches holy… any materialism in life coarsens the soul.”
—Oscar Wilde