sons of caliber

hokku.

{ ee cummings }

a lady..wears 2 pairs of glasses?

{ genteleyendo }

"Her reputation for reading a great deal hung about her like the cloudy envelope of a goddess in an epic."

-Henry James, The Portrait of a Lady

morning coffee

morning coffee in the brush
& a carved-gourd that birds sometimes like to nest in :)

from a song that seems to love being stuck in my head often!

girl power:

 { likethewaterfilter }

down to memphis.

paradoxicalities.

{quote; John O'Donohue}

Sometimes I try to figure things out.

I like to separate everything into different categories, and then bring them all to together. 

Very nicely. And very understandable. 

My mind just likes to work in this way so that I have some sort of control over myself and situations and other people.

I think it's natural, for most, to want to have everything figured out; to feel like they have a hold on things, that they understand.

But I don't think that's fair, to life or to myself...or to anyone else.

I don't think it's all as predictable and planned out as I'd like to think.

If life was made to be lived, then surely it wasn't meant to be lived all the same way. There are going to be people and things that don't seem to fit what we know. But that's paradox, and that's life...it can't all be reasoned just exactly as we want it.

It breaks my own bubble when I think about things like this, and of course a little part of me hurts with the realization.

Truly, though I wouldn't want it any other way. 

Not everything is a puzzle for me to figure out and then put back in the box.

If it was then I think things would be too boring and too easy.