How will you know the difficulties of being human,
if you're always flying off to blue perfection?
Where will you plant your grief seeds?
Workers need ground to scrape and hoe,
not the sky of unspecified desire.
if you're always flying off to blue perfection?
Where will you plant your grief seeds?
Workers need ground to scrape and hoe,
not the sky of unspecified desire.
--Rumi
 |
| Soft sounds |
 |
| First down |
 |
| Blue covering |
 |
| Blue kayak |
 |
| Second blue jacket, going down |
 | |||
| Blue coverings must be the norm. Hand paddles. |
 |
| Sunday wandering - 3/6/2011 |
Today I'm out wandering, turning my skull
into a cup for others to drink wine from.
In this town somewhere there sits a calm, intelligent person,
who doesn't know what [s]he's about to do!
-- Rumi
into a cup for others to drink wine from.
In this town somewhere there sits a calm, intelligent person,
who doesn't know what [s]he's about to do!
-- Rumi
Understanding
Whee! You are braver than I am! Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteHappy Blue Monday, Janet Marie.
divine quotes.
ReplyDeletewell done blues.
Beautiful words and photos but that water sure looks cold.
ReplyDeleteOh so beautiful!
ReplyDeleteMy Blue Monday
I am always impressed to people who can do kayaking in this raging water. Love the photos!
ReplyDeleteBlue Monday