All We Have To Decide Is What To Do With The Time That Is Given Us.

A flower does not think of competing with the flower next to it. It just blooms.

A sunset is the sun’s fiery kiss to the night.

What it is It is madness says reason It is what it is says love It is unhappiness says caution It is nothing but pain says fear It has no future says insight It is what it is says love It is ridiculous says pride It is foolish says caution It is impossible says experience It is what it is says love.

Erich Fried

Behind all your stories is always your mother's story, because hers is where yours begin. Happy Mother's Day!

The wild is where you find it, not in some distant world relegated to a nostalgic past or an idealized future; its presence is not black or white, bad or good, corrupted or innocent... We are of that nature, not apart from it. We survive because of it, not instead of it.

Perhaps all the dragons in our lives are princesses who are only waiting to see us act, just once, with beauty and courage. Perhaps everything that frightens us is, in its deepest essence, something helpless that wants our love.

Rainer Maria Rilke, Letters to a Young Poet

The seeker might aim to hide too, make sure the person you are waiting for is trustworthy if not there will be no one looking for you.

What an irony it is that these living beings whose shade we sit in, whose fruit we eat, whose limbs we climb, whose roots we water, to whom most of us rarely give a second thought, are so poorly understood. We need to come, as soon as possible, to a profound understanding and appreciation for trees and forests and the vital role they play, for they are among our best allies in the uncertain future that is unfolding.

Jim Robbins, The Man Who Planted Trees: Lost Groves, Champion Trees, and an Urgent Plan to Save the Planet

“Of course it is happening inside your head, Harry, but why on earth should that mean that it is not real?” . . That’s a good question, isn’t it? . .

All the world's a stage, And all the men and women merely players; They have their exits and their entrances, And one man in his time plays many parts

William Shakespeare