What you can plan
is too small
for you to live.
-David Whyte
-David Whyte
…one night
there’s a heartbeat at the door.
Outside, a woman in the fog,
with hair of twigs and dress of weed,
dripping green lake water.
She says, “I am you,
and I have traveled a long distance.
Come with me, there is something I must show you…”
She turns to go, her cloak falls open,
Suddenly, golden light… everywhere golden light…”
– Clarissa Pinkola Estes
(The universe gave me a new book to write this morning! I’ve been muddling through trying to write something new for ages, but again I have realized that TRYING isn’t going to get me anywhere. When I let go, a book appeared. Hungry, wild, greedy, and noisy, it has settled in. I’m looking forward to getting to know it.)
Have a wonderful day.
from The Persistence of Yellow by Monique Duval & Joanna Abbott Moss
Made with in Costa Rica