It was a lucky wind
That blew away his halo with his cares,
A lucky sea that drowned his reputation.
Here you will find
neither a proverb nor a memorandum.
There are no ways,
no methods to admire.
Where poverty is no achievement.
His God lives in emptiness like an affliction.
What choice remains?
Well, to be ordinary is not a choice:
It is the usual freedom
Of men without visions.
Tuesday, October 6, 2015
Thursday, October 1, 2015
Today, every blogger in the world will be writing about how they can't believe it's already the first day of October and how excited they are for fall. It's cool. Those things are true for me, too, but I won't do that to you.
So I'm gonna take the 31 day plunge and make some lists. I'm working on some art projects that need brainstorming anyway, and I think lists are a fun way to jump-start your creativity each morning. Think of it like those warm-up activities your elementary school teachers made you do while you were waiting for class to start. Wink wink.
I was born a city girl. I'd love, in theory, to live on a farm and raise chickens and goats. Who knows, one day I might do that. But there's something so familiar about the tinny taste of city water and the lullaby of sirens at night. I find it comforting. Plus I don't really know the first thing about chickens.
I've found homes away from home in so many places in my travels. There are parts of each city that I'd love the keep with me-- the raw street art of Berlin, the colorful food of Florence, the reverence of Rome... Each place has made me love coming home to the Sweet Carolinas a little bit more.
Here are the top ten most amazing cities I've ever visited in no particular order:
1. Lüneburg, Germany
2. Savannah, Georgia, USA
3. Florence, Italy
4. Barcelona, Spain
5. Bremen, Germany
6. Rome, Italy
7. Santiago, Chile
8. Tulum, Mexico
9. Washington, DC, USA
10. Berlin, Germany
Friday, September 18, 2015
“Beauty comes in many forms–and there is no form more beautiful than you. Just exactly as you are, this minute, right now, without changing a thing…you are beautiful. Beautiful enough to take God’s breath away. You do believe this, don’t you? Oh, you must. You must. How can I believe in my beauty if you don’t believe in yours?” ~ Neale Donald Walsch
Wednesday, September 2, 2015
You are flawless.
You are strong and courageous.
You are easily startled and perfectly bold.
You have fought the hardest battles.
You have stared your opponents in the face.
You lost all your hair.
You were scared to death.
You were weak but did not wither.
You have climbed walls.
You have flown over lakes.
You have walked tightropes between treetops.
You have cried until your cheeks burned.
You've laughed until your sides hurt.
You aren't bitter.
You aren't angry.
You welcome the day's adventures.
I am a better person just for knowing you.
Monday, August 24, 2015
So you dumped some icy-cold water over your head last summer and challenged some friends. You gave a couple bucks to the ALS Association. Everyone was doing it. You did it. Maybe you got tired of seeing them and then the trend died off.
And it was over.
NO. Not right.
Because then the research began. And this medical breakthrough happened.
I've said it once, and I'll say it again-- THANK YOU for participating in this event, which is now an annual thing.
My family is grateful. I AM GRATEFUL.
This small gesture has given me an enormous amount of hope that no one else will have to watch their aunt wither away slowly and eventually die from ALS.
And hope, my friends, is priceless.
And hope, my friends, is priceless.