- Romeo: If I profane with my unworthiest hand this holy shrine, the gentle sin is this. My lips, two blushing pilgrims, ready stand to smooth that rough touch with a tender kiss.
- Juliet: Good pilgrim, you do wrong your hand too much, which mannerly devotion shows in this. For saints have hands that pilgrims' hands do touch, and palm to palm is holy palmers' kiss.
- Romeo: Have not saints lips, and holy palmers, too?
- Juliet: Ay, pilgrim, lips that they must use in prayer.
- Romeo: Well, then, dear saint, let lips do what hands do. They pray, grant thou, lest faith turn to despair.
- Juliet: Saints do not move, though grant for prayers' sake.
- Romeo: Then move not, while my prayer's effect I take.
- Romeo: [They kiss] Thus from my lips, by thine, my sin is purged.
- Juliet: Then have my lips the sin that they have took?
- Romeo: Sin from my lips? O trespass sweetly urged! Give me my sin again.
- Juliet: [they kiss again] You kiss by the book.
Tuesday, December 21, 2010
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Friday, December 10, 2010
sigh.
Thursday, December 9, 2010
Lesson of the day:
Sweet Erik,
Wednesday, December 8, 2010
Tuesday, December 7, 2010
Monday, December 6, 2010
hmm.
Sunday, December 5, 2010
ode to John.
John Steinbeck
Saturday, December 4, 2010
Wednesday, December 1, 2010
Tuesday, November 30, 2010
Monday, November 29, 2010
a, b, c, and be.
Thursday, November 25, 2010
Monday, November 22, 2010
Me & Life's agreement.
Saturday, November 20, 2010
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Sunday, October 24, 2010
oh, what I would commit.
I feel joy. I feel giddy. I feel apprehension.
All I know is through all this, (and its madness, I tell you what) I would not give up this feeling
for anything.
Anything.
I feel amazing.
Crazy, these life adventures. One day you feel like your cheek could rest on the dirt for eternity. The next, singing, flying high- wind through your hair.
The reason for this is to fully appreciate each moment...good or bad.
I am grateful for the flip side. I will not appreciate happiness in vain. I know what sucks and I know how to change it.
And you...you happiness...you've been patiently waiting.
Friday, October 22, 2010
Thursday, October 21, 2010
Wednesday, October 20, 2010
Monday, October 18, 2010
Mondays.
Saturday, October 16, 2010
Washington, DC Metro Station on a cold January morning in 2007. The man with a violin played six Bach pieces for about 45 minutes. During that time approximately. 2 thousand people went through the station, most of them on their way to work. After 3 minutes a middle aged man noticed there was a musician playing. He slowed his pace and stopped for a few seconds and then hurried to meet his schedule.
4 minutes later:
The violinist received his first dollar: a woman threw the money in the hat and, without stopping, continued to walk.6 minutes:
A young man leaned against the wall to listen to him, then looked at his watch and started to walk again.
10 minutes:
A 3-year old boy stopped but his mother tugged him along hurriedly. The kid stopped to look at the violinist again, but the mother pushed hard and the child continued to walk, turning his head all the time. This action was repeated by several other children. Every parent, without exception, forced their children to move on quickly.
45 minutes:
The musician played continuously. Only 6 people stopped and listened for a short while. About 20 gave money but continued to walk at their normal pace. The man collected a total of $32.
1 hour:
He finished playing and silence took over. No one noticed. No one applauded, nor was there any recognition.
No one knew this, but the violinist was Joshua Bell, one of the greatest musicians in the world. He played one of the most intricate pieces ever written, with a violin worth $3.5 million dollars. Two days before Joshua Bell sold out a theater in Boston where the seats averaged $100.
This is a true story. Joshua Bell playing incognito in the metro station was organized by the Washington Post as part of a social experiment about perception, taste and people’s priorities.
The questions raised:
*In a common place environment at an inappropriate hour, do we perceive beauty?
*Do we stop to appreciate it?
*Do we recognize talent in an unexpected context?
One possible conclusion reached from this experiment could be this:
If we do not have a moment to stop and listen to one of the best musicians in the world, playing some of the finest music ever written, with one of the most beautiful instruments ever made…
How many other things are we missing?
(via allthearmsaroundyou)
I know I would have stayed to listen. Maybe even twirled.
Friday, October 15, 2010
Thursday, October 14, 2010
Tuesday, October 12, 2010
my song.
Sun in the sky you know how I feel
Breeze driftin' on by you know how I feel
It's a new dawn
It's a new day
It's a new life
For me
And I'm feeling good
Fish in the sea you know how I feel
River running free you know how I feel
Blossom on the tree you know how I feel
Dragonfly out in the sun you know what I mean, don't you know
Butterflies all havin' fun you know what I mean
Sleep in peace when day is done
That's what I mean
And this old world is a new world
And a bold world
For me
Stars when you shine you know how I feel
Scent of the pine you know how I feel
Oh freedom is mine
And I know how I feel
Nina Simone
Monday, October 11, 2010
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Saturday, October 9, 2010
Friday, October 8, 2010
I was just thinking...
Thursday, September 30, 2010
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Monday, September 27, 2010
Saturday, September 25, 2010
Truman Capote-Breakfast at Tiffany’s
Friday, September 24, 2010
— Elizabeth Gilbert
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
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Tuesday, September 7, 2010
"My true religion, my simple faith is in love and compassion. There is no need for complicated philosophy, doctrine, or dogma. Our own heart, our own mind, is the temple. The doctrine is compassion. Love for others and respect for their rights and dignity, no matter who or what they are - these are ultimately all we need."
Dalai Lama
Today I am learning:
Definition of INDIFFERENCE
Monday, September 6, 2010
Monday, August 30, 2010
Friday, August 27, 2010
gazed & amazed.
Thursday, August 26, 2010
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Tuesday, August 24, 2010
"As my situation changed and the time tumbled on, a small part of me was terrified, truly terrified to not to hurt over someone I once loved, anymore. My flawed logic as it played out over the last 12 months was this: As bad as the pain of losing the man I loved was, I wanted him to be in my life in any capacity. Even if my role was to be that of the unrequited lover, I would take it and this meant that he would be in my heart (albeit, in the most painful of ways) and I could continue maintaining his presence more there then if I were to fully close the chapter of this love and move on.
I burrowed myself deeply into my own emotions and existed in a comfortable state of sadness for a little over a year, a place that in the dark, I could feel my way around it’s raw edges, and I grew to know this space quite well. But, both recently and rather suddenly, I realized that I am mourning, and truthfully, felt a panic at the possibility.
I think the funny thing about this emotion is that in terms of relationships, everyone wants to control something so they can feel sure about it. Since the last thing we can ever manage is that of the heart and emotions of another person, we are stuck with the crazy depths of our own minds to perceive life as we conceive it to be.
I have a hard time with the loss of romantic love simply because much of the time, it means the loss of your best friend as well."
Monday, August 23, 2010
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Wednesday, August 18, 2010
Tuesday, August 17, 2010
write away.
Monday, August 16, 2010
Sunday, August 15, 2010
flow.
Friday, August 13, 2010
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Friday, July 9, 2010
today.
Oh, and on the way back to shore I had sea turtles underneath me....playing.
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
I am taking life slow today. I went to my morning yoga class and then on a whim jumped in my car and went back to the studio for a night class. My day has been full of thought and thankfulness. Curled in bed now, ready to dream,
really big.
:)
Monday, June 28, 2010
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Thursday, June 24, 2010
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
put your records on.
Dave Barry