Category Archives: sunday is for lovers
“Wherever you stand, be the soul of that place.”
“Everyone has been made for some particular work, and the desire for that work has been put in every heart.”
“And You? When will you begin that long journey into yourself?”
“Something opens our wings. Something makes boredom and hurt disappear. Someone fills the cup in front of us: We taste only sacredness.”
“There is a voice that doesn’t use words. Listen.”
“When you let go of who you are, you become who you might be.”
“You wander from room to room, hunting for the diamond necklace
that is already around your neck!”
“Everything in the universe is within you. Ask all of yourself.”
“Set your life on fire. Seek those who fan your flames.”
All quotes by Rumi
“It’s dark because you are trying too hard. Lightly child, lightly. Just lightly let things happen and lightly cope with them. Throw away your baggage and go forward. There are quicksands all about you. Trying to suck you down into fear and self-pity and despair. That’s why you must walk so lightly, on tiptoes and no luggage, completely unencumbered.”
Quote by Aldous Huxley
If my life where a movie or book, what would I want see happen for the main character?
If my death was in six weeks, what would I make top priority?
Illustration by Andy J. Miller
All quotes by W.S. Merwin
This account is too cute not to share. The photos are from @itsagoatslife on Instagram. I can’t get enough of these little guys!
Wild Geese, by Mary Oliver
You do not have to be good.
You do not have to walk on your knees
for a hundred miles through the desert repenting.
You only have to let the soft animal of your body
love what it loves.
Tell me about despair, yours, and I will tell you mine.
Meanwhile the world goes on.
Meanwhile the sun and the clear pebbles of the rain
are moving across the landscapes,
over the prairies and the deep trees,
the mountains and the rivers.
Meanwhile the wild geese, high in the clean blue air,
are heading home again.
Whoever you are, no matter how lonely,
the world offers itself to your imagination,
calls to you like the wild geese, harsh and exciting
over and over announcing your place
in the family of things.