Deep Thoughts

 

I said to my soul, be still, and wait without hope,

for hope would be hope for the wrong thing.

And wait without love. For love would be love,

of the wrong thing.

Yet there is faith.

But the faith and the hope and the love, are all in the waiting.

And the darkness shall be the light

and the stillness the dancing.

T.S. Elliot

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Enough. These few words are enough.

If not these words, this breath.

If not this breath, this sitting here.

 

This opening to the life

we have refused

again and again 

until now.

 

Until now.

 

-David Whyte

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We are looking forward to heading down the shore soon. Not only is it a relaxing time away–a much needed break, but I always enjoy experiencing it through the eyes of my children. My 7-year-old just wrote his first poem, and it’s very timely:

My Favorite Vacation

Beautiful sunsets make

me tired, and crashing

waves are very fun,

and playing brings a rush,

wishing I never left,

and making sandcastles

is fun.