reflections after may

I may need a little time to open up and be myself, but I am worthy of the space I hold.

My future is, always, an empty room to be filled with the objects, the people, and the activities that I choose.

I fear the possibility of it all receding away from me, in an instant. But faith is the key that unlocks the door to my glorious, empty room.

The beauty of life is too abundant, too plentiful to restrict oneself to pain. Pain is a cage that is self-imposed.


This song by Inner Wave that makes me want to daydream at dusk on a softly spinning merry-go-round.

This interview with Mary Oliver from the podcast On Being.

“What we are made of will make something else . . . There is no nothingness — with these little atoms that run around too little for us to see. But, put together, they make something. And that to me is a miracle. Where it came from, I don’t know. But it’s a miracle, and I think it’s enough to keep a person afloat.” 

Mary Oliver