I asked God if it was okay to be melodramatic
and she said yes
I asked her if it was okay to be short
and she said it sure is
I asked her if I could wear nail polish
or not wear nail polish
and she said honey
she calls me that sometimes
she said you can do just exactly
what you want to
Thanks God I said
And is it even okay if I don’t paragraph
my letters
Sweetcakes God said
who knows where she picked that up
what I’m telling you is
Yes Yes Yes
“Ama solo ciò che ti accade e che forma la trama della tua vita. Che cosa potresti mai trovare di più appropriato?”
Da Pensieri, di Marco Aurelio, (a cura di M. Ceva per Mondadori)
“Love only what happens to you and forms the fabric of your life. What else could you find more appropriate?”
(Liberally translated by Smallcirclebigcircle)
If we never meet again
I’ll have a rose to remember
The snows of December
Will bring you back to me
If we never meet again
I’ll fall asleep in the flowers
Dream of the hours
We spent in ecstasy
The leaves in the fall
Will wreak of the beauty
I found in your eyes
The birds in the spring
When they sing
Will tell me that love never dies
If we never meet again
As sure as heaven above you
Forever I’ll love you
If we never meet again
The leaves in the fall
Will wreak of the beauty
I found in your eyes
The birds in the spring
When they sing
Will tell me that love never dies
If we never meet again
As sure as heaven above you
Forever I’ll love you
If we never meet again
If we never meet again by Tony Bennett and k.d. lang
Il dono più grande del maestro non è il dono del sapere ma quello di saper “tacere l’amore.” Questo dono è il più prezioso perché non vincola l’allievo ad alcuna obbedienza, ma lo lascia sempre libero di andarsene, di separarsi dal maestro.
Da L’ora di Lezione di Massimo Recalcati
Translation:
The greatest gift of the teacher is not the gift of knowledge but rather that of knowing how to keep their love quiet. This is the most precious gift because it doesn’t not bind the student to any form of obedience but rather it lets them free to leave, to separate themselves from the teacher.”
“Engage with things that someone put a lot of work into.”
by Melissa Kirsch, New York Times
“A house may have a palpable soul if it is beautiful in some ways, has a personality and presence, has a visible history, shows interest beyond functionality, and has a degree of complexity. You can love such a house and miss it when you’re away or if it’s torn. This kind of love is a sign that soul is present.”
By Thomas Moore Care of the Soul
by Small Circle Big Circle
Should I be gone forever,
yes, do weep for me.
But also,
look in the mud
your little feet
will want to step in.
Look in the grass,
in the trunks of the trees;
look in the raindrops,
in the drops of dew on the leaves.
Look in the snowflakes
that caress gently your face;
look in the sand at the beach,
in the stars up in space.
I know I’ll be there,
Please come and look for me.
Hear me in the song of the crows,
in the call of the owl;
Hear me in the sound of the waves,
in the wind, in the brook,
in the rain, in the fire.
I know I’ll be there;
Please come and look for me.
Feel me in your heart
laughing hard, singing loud;
holding your hand,
brushing your hair,
hugging you tight;
can you see
I am really there?
I’ll tuck you in at night.
I’ll whisper a prayer;
I’ll bake you a cake in the morning,
I will be there.
I will always be there.
My heart in your heart
Will forever be.
For ever and ever
You three and me.
Living here
You are probably wondering
What makes habits of the mind
Last a lifetime:
LOVE,
Support all creatures great and small,
collaboration and community,
history,
culture,
local music.
You get one mind.
Feed it well.
Use it for good.
Spring comes.
Seeing is believing.
Drawn this way, head over heels,
What makes a woman in the city the gift,
Is the staying power of perpetual beat and
Planting for the future with love.
“L’uomo non è libero nella misura in cui non dipende da nulla o da nessuno: è libero nell’esatta misura in cui dipende da ciò che ama, ed è prigioniero nell’esatta misura in cui dipende da ciò che non può amare.
Così il problema della libertà non si pone in termini di indipendenza, ma in termini di amore. La potenza del nostro attaccamento determina la nostra capacità di libertà. Per terribile che sia il suo destino, colui che può amare tutto è sempre perfettamente libero, ed è in questo senso che si è parlato della libertà dei santi. All’estremo opposto, coloro che non amano nulla, hanno un bello spezzare catene e fare rivoluzioni: rimangono sempre prigionieri. Tutt’al più arrivano a cambiare schiavitù, come un malato incurabile che si rigira nel suo letto.”
“Human beings are not free in the measure in which they depend on nothing or no one: they are free in the exact measure in which they depend on what they love, and they are captive in the exact measure in which they depend on what they cannot love.
Therefore, the problem of freedom cannot be tackled in terms of independence but in terms of love. The power of our attachment determines our ability to be free. As terrible as their destiny might be, those who can love everything are perfectly free and that’s how we can talk of the freedom of the saints. On the other hand, those who love nothing, have a good amount of chains to break free from and revolutions to make: they will always remain captive. All they can do is perhaps change their bondage, like a sick person, who can turn over again and again in their bed.”
(translated from the Italian by Small Circle Big Circle)
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