Merry Christmas to you and your loved ones. Hold them tight this Christmas and cherish the small moments. Sometimes they pass by unnoticed, but these quiet happenings feed the soul.
Merry Christmas
Happy New Year!
Wishing everyone a safe and happy NYE! May 2019 be filled with more love than hate, more happiness than tragedy, and more light than darkness for everyone, for me, and for you.
Happy Thanksgiving 2018!
Happy Thanksgiving to all my American friends and family and readers who are eating turkey (or tofurkey) tonight. I’m thankful for this beautiful life I’m so lucky to navigate each day–even for the rough bits. They toughen us up, make the lovely moments memorable, and remind us we are alive. During the holidays when everyone seems happy with their perfect lives, it’s important to remind ourselves that some people are suffering, and moreso during the holidays. Missing all my friends and family who have passed away, remembering them with love and gratitude that they came into my life, today and everyday. Life is beautiful and tragic and worth the effort. Keep going. Keep loving. Keep living. ❤️
Spring in October
The sun is glorious on this October day. It’s hard to believe Autumn is just around the corner. These blossoms survived a bouquet cull and I’m so glad they perked up instead of expiring in the bin. Sometimes all it takes is a little love and care for living things to find their beauty once again. Time, love and care, are so necessary in today’s fast paced world. I love the hashtag going around: if you can be anything #bekind and perhaps like these faded flowers we can all bloom once more.
A feast of poetry
Some days are better than others. These books of beautiful poems arrived today and I can’t wait to get lost in them. Poems are meant to be read, re-read, read aloud, chewed over and discussed so they can sink into the marrow of our bones and bond with our souls. Here’s to a soul-bonding weekend 📚🥂
Poem from a graveyard
How to love
Love with your whole heart—
Your mind
Your body
And soul.
It sounds cliche
But try it.
It’s the hardest fucking thing you will ever do.
Akin to peeling back your skin
Revealing your veins and saying
Look
This is me
Naked
I am yours
The pulsing of your blood
From the chambers of your heart
Down to your loins
All visible for him to see
Just where to cut you
with the lies in his heart—
His mind
His body
And black and gutless soul.
It hurts.
But pain
Is proof of life
And life is good.
Lovers of the world
These locks of love on top of Namsan (Mt.) in Seoul echo Paris’s love lock bridges. They hang as a promise between lovers that their love will last forever. Young love, old love, new love–can they all be true love? (The dreamer in me hopes the answer is yes!! ❤️)
Love and Hope Illuminate the Dark Night
Carnaby Street Christmas Lights
Mary Lynn Bracht 