[grabs your shirt] listen. listen to me. the practical is holy. the everyday is sacred. the simple act of surviving is divine. do you get it? sanctity begins at home, in the hands that build and the lives we live and the deaths we die and the worms that eat our bodies. if making something by hand is not worthy of veneration then nothing is.
Mother, said a small tomato caterpillar to a wasp, why are you kissing me so hard on my back? You’ll see, said the industrious wasp, deftly inserting a package of her eggs under the small caterpillar’s skin. Every day the small caterpillar ate and ate the delicious tomato leaves. I am surely getting larger, it said to itself. This was a sad miscalculation. The ravenous hatched wasp worms were getting larger. O world, the small caterpillar said, you were so beautiful. I am only a small tomato caterpillar, made to eat the good tomato leaves. Now I am so tired. And I am getting even smaller. Nature smiled. Never mind, dear, she said. You are a lovely link in the great chain of being. Think how lucky it is to be born.
september, s.t.
Anaïs Nin, from “The Diary of Anaïs Nin, 1955–1966”
Anne Sexton, from “The Truth the Dead Know”, The Complete Poems of Anne Sexton
lord grant me the serenity to do my laundry, the courage to do my laundry, and the wisdom to do my laundry
I owe the healing to myself and the little girl in me with big dreams.
Just because most people do something does not mean that you have to. If your heart is guiding you to do something differently, that’s okay. Go with that flow, and don’t worry about what other people think. People who are compatible with you will love you no matter what.
Friedrich Nietzsche, Thus Spoke Zarathustra
Terry Pratchett, Thief of Time
shout out to me in 5 years…hope shes doing something cool i’m rooting for her