Turtle Shell
Often it is pretty comfortable to get into the turtle shell and let the hurricane of life sweep all around.
ALL BEAUTY in the world is either a memory of Paradise or a prophecy of the transfigured world. ~ Nicholas Berdyaev, The Divine and the Human
Saturday, July 25, 2009
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Time vs. Love
I don't believe that time heals, but love. Time erases the memory, wiping it clean, leaving very little to hang on to. It does seem to aid though, especially when hurt, but only because it gives space for some hope. That spam of erased memory that must not stay void but should be filled with love, when left untouched starts hurting, turning into a rotten apple, that shrinks as the days go pass.
And love, like the living fountain, splashes on a soul so thirsty, revives it and gives it one more chance, that life is good and worth living it.
And love, like the living fountain, splashes on a soul so thirsty, revives it and gives it one more chance, that life is good and worth living it.
Thursday, July 16, 2009
My Soul
Weighted down with many of sins my soul searched for deliverance. No good deeds could liberate it from the weight. Searched in different places, under hard circumstances, crashed into a thousand of pieces; Put hope in many people, approached the faces, jumped over the fences - with no senses left alone in despair...My soul cried. My soul cried for the mercy, not deserved, to the Maker...
Tuesday, July 14, 2009
Through the Story
My story telling ends very quickly with my 14 month old son. After "Once upon a time..." we jump right to the end, "So the chicken laid a simple egg, not a golden one."
Every day of this stage development passes by momentarily; from learning how to dance with the music to turning the pages in a book and putting his own shoes on.
I don"t want to miss any of these!
And you, my baby, are doing a good job!
My story telling ends very quickly with my 14 month old son. After "Once upon a time..." we jump right to the end, "So the chicken laid a simple egg, not a golden one."
Every day of this stage development passes by momentarily; from learning how to dance with the music to turning the pages in a book and putting his own shoes on.
I don"t want to miss any of these!
And you, my baby, are doing a good job!
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