Malissimo.
The world is full of magical things patiently waiting for our wits to grow sharper.
Bertrand Russel
Tuesday, December 31, 2013
Monday, December 30, 2013
Compilation of the Heart - Stars scream
~ We come spinning out of nothingness,
scattering stars like dust. ~
Rumi
Scattering our Dreams...
Libba Bray
~ We all walk in a land of dreams. For what are we but atoms and hope,
a handful of stardust and sinew? We are weary travelers
trying to find our way home on a road that never ends.
a handful of stardust and sinew? We are weary travelers
trying to find our way home on a road that never ends.
Am I a part of your dream? Or are you but a part of mine? ~
Libba Bray
Calling your name back at the night sky.
[Dust-heart on my satellite receiver. Found it while dusting. And no, it wasn't that filthy as it looks, I just had to edit the picture a lot.]
Sunday, December 29, 2013
Two Ways
The nuns taught us there were two ways through life -
the way of nature and the way of grace.
You have to choose which one you'll follow.
Grace doesn't try to please itself.
Accepts being slighted, forgotten, disliked.
Accepts insults and injuries.
Nature only wants to please itself.
Get others to please it too.
Likes to lord it over them.
To have its own way.
It finds reasons to be unhappy when all the world is shining around it.
And love is smiling through all things.
The nuns taught us that no one who loves the way of grace ever comes to a bad end.
The Tree of Life
The nature of narcissism or the narcissistic nature?
Lovers crumble
"Relationships are like Rome -- difficult to start out, incredible during the prosperity of the 'golden age', and unbearable during the fall. Then, a new kingdom will come along and the whole process will repeat itself until you come across a kingdom like Egypt... that thrives, and continues to flourish.
This kingdom will become your best friend, your soul mate, and your love.”
Helen Keller
Saturday, December 28, 2013
The Actor and the Act
„Und so sehen wir betroffen /
Den Vorhang zu und alle Fragen offen.“
Den Vorhang zu und alle Fragen offen.“
Bertolt Brecht*
“And so we see with concern / the curtain closed and all questions open.”
Friday, December 27, 2013
Compilation of the Heart - Magic
Believe in love. Believe in magic. Hell, believe in Santa Clause.
Believe in others. Believe in yourself. Believe in your dreams.
If you don't, who will?
Believe in others. Believe in yourself. Believe in your dreams.
If you don't, who will?
Jon Bon Jovi
Tuesday, December 24, 2013
Sunday, December 22, 2013
Saturday, December 21, 2013
Friday, December 20, 2013
Thursday, December 19, 2013
Compilation of the Heart - Streets of Love
Regular maps have few surprises: their contour lines reveal where the Andes are, and are reasonably clear. More precious, though, are the unpublished maps we make ourselves, of our city, our place, our daily world, our life; those maps of our private world we use every day; here I was happy, in that place I left my coat behind after a party, that is where I met my love; I cried there once, I was heartsore; but felt better round the corner once I saw the hills of Fife across the Forth, things of that sort, our personal memories, that make the private tapestry of our lives.
Alexander McCall Smith
The roads we take are our connection to our surrounding as well as to our inner life.
While we move in the outside world, our mind wanders to what moves us on the inside and takes us to unexpected places sometimes. The smell of summer and you're walking in the fields again when you were so in love. That bridge and you remember driving over it, listening to that song that you shared with somebody and your heart starts racing again. Some corners in our world will always belong to somebody we loved and remind us of that certain sad or happy, always intense, moment. It's the map of our soul and the corner stones are made of memories.
"I think I've crossed the Rubicon"
Wednesday, December 18, 2013
Tuesday, December 17, 2013
The Art of Leaving
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Learning to let go should be learned before learning to get.
Life should be touched, not strangled.
You've got to relax, let it happen at times, and at others move forward with it.
It's like boats. You keep your motor on so you can steer with the current.
And when you hear the sound of the waterfall coming nearer and nearer, tidy up the boat, put on your best tie and hat, and smoke a cigar right up till the moment you go over.
And when you hear the sound of the waterfall coming nearer and nearer, tidy up the boat, put on your best tie and hat, and smoke a cigar right up till the moment you go over.
That's a triumph.
Ray Bradbury
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Danke Claus ♥ für das schöne Foto und all die anderen!
Monday, December 16, 2013
Sunday, December 15, 2013
Friday, December 13, 2013
Wednesday, December 11, 2013
Tuesday, December 10, 2013
You're driving me clean out of my Mind
Save me, somebody save me
Save me, somebody save me, yeah
Promised myself after the last romance
I wouldn't give ya a second chance
Said you seek, you're sure to find
And I know how true that is
And I know how true that is
A but the closer I get to ya, baby
You drive me stone out a my mind
Save me, oh, yeah, save me, yeah, yeah
Those who love always give the most
We're cryin' together from coast to coast
This Love makes me cold and hurt inside
These tears of mine unjustified
Beggin' ya to save me
Yeah, I need somebody to save me
Yeah, hey, hey, hey
Yeah, um, hum, yeah, um, hum, hum
Your love said ya needed me
You abused my love, set me free
You didn't need, you didn't want me
Somebody help me, this man wants to taunt me
I'm beggin you ta, oh, oh, save me, yeah
Please, save me
Calling the Cape Crusader, Green Hornet Kado too
I'm in so much trouble, I don't know what to do
If you're thinkin a thing about me, save me
Oh, yeah, yeah, c'mon
I just said, Save me, baby, c'mon
SAVE ME, woo hoo, SAVE ME, oh
Monday, December 9, 2013
Sunday, December 8, 2013
Everything happens for You
All is blessing.
All is lesson.
All is both.
"You don't have to like it... it's just easier if you do."
Saturday, December 7, 2013
Friday, December 6, 2013
Compilation of the Heart - Madiba
Source: http://edition.cnn.com/2013/07/17/world/gallery/mandela-art/index.html |
There is no passion to be found in settling for a life that is less than the one you are capable of living.
Nelson Mandela
(July 18, 1918 - Dec 5, 2013)
(July 18, 1918 - Dec 5, 2013)
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Thursday, December 5, 2013
Wednesday, December 4, 2013
Tuesday, December 3, 2013
Sunday, December 1, 2013
This is what I happen to dream of
From mirror to mirror - this is what I happen to dream of - the totality of things, the whole, the entire universe, divine wisdom could concentrate their luminous rays into a single mirror. Or perhaps the knowledge of everything is buried in the soul, and a system of mirrors that would multiply my image would then reveal to me the soul of the universe, which is hidden in mine. Italo Calvino
Saturday, November 30, 2013
Friday, November 29, 2013
Take one Step in that Direction
You must be careful when you ask people whether they’re happy;
it’s a question that can upset them a great deal.
François Lelord
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Life can sometimes seem like a quest to achieve happiness. Certainly that is an underlying goal in Western and Eastern cultures. Many of us say, “Once I find my soul mate, then I’ll be happy” or, “If I get that promotion, then I’ll be happy” or, “Once I’m making this or that income, then I’ll be happy.” Woven within the mere thought itself is a sense of being “less than” you want to be, which therefore makes you less happy than you were before that thought even arrived.
Some might argue that it’s not the conditions of our lives that make us happy (although some can certainly help at times), it’s the way we relate to ourselves and our lives that provide the happiness. It’s the way we walk through life.
In other words, we’re always practicing something. If we spend our time wrestling with negative, excessive worrying, or hopeless thoughts, we’re practicing unhappiness. If we spend our time noticing and acknowledging these unhelpful habits of the mind, without judgment, we can then choose to turn our attention to matters that walk in line with greater happiness and sense of peace.
In the realm of behavioral therapy, a therapist might say, "What would you be doing differently if you were happy?" Some people might answer, “I’d be smiling more” or, “I’d be riding my bike” or, “I’d be spending giving more to others.”
Then the response from the therapist would be: “Now let’s put these into action.”
Sometimes we need to put our feet in front of our heads and then our thoughts and emotions will follow. We don’t have to climb Mount Everest, but if all we can do is take even one step in that direction, it can make a difference.
By Elisha Goldstein, Ph.D.
Glück ist flüchtig, kaum zu fassen. Es tut gut, sich sein zu lassen.
Happiness is fleeting, hard to grasp. It feels good to allow yourself to be.
Thursday, November 28, 2013
"Punching at nothing but the Breeze"
Have you ever seen a one trick pony in the field so happy and free?
If you've ever seen a one trick pony then you've seen me
Have you ever seen a one-legged dog making his way down the street?
If you've ever seen a one-legged dog then you've seen me
If you've ever seen a one trick pony then you've seen me
Have you ever seen a one-legged dog making his way down the street?
If you've ever seen a one-legged dog then you've seen me
Then you've seen me, I come and stand at every door
Then you've seen me, I always leave with less than I had before
Then you've seen me, bet I can make you smile when the blood, it hits the floor
Tell me, friend, can you ask for anything more?
Tell me can you ask for anything more?
Then you've seen me, I always leave with less than I had before
Then you've seen me, bet I can make you smile when the blood, it hits the floor
Tell me, friend, can you ask for anything more?
Tell me can you ask for anything more?
Have you ever seen a scarecrow filled with nothing but dust and wheat?
If you've ever seen that scarecrow then you've seen me
Have you ever seen a one-armed man punching at nothing but the breeze?
If you've ever seen a one-armed man then you've seen me
If you've ever seen that scarecrow then you've seen me
Have you ever seen a one-armed man punching at nothing but the breeze?
If you've ever seen a one-armed man then you've seen me
Then you've seen me, I come and stand at every door
Then you've seen me, I always leave with less than I had before
Then you've seen me, bet I can make you smile when the blood, it hits the floor
Tell me, friend, can you ask for anything more?
Tell me can you ask for anything more?
Then you've seen me, I always leave with less than I had before
Then you've seen me, bet I can make you smile when the blood, it hits the floor
Tell me, friend, can you ask for anything more?
Tell me can you ask for anything more?
These things that have comforted me, I drive away
This place that is my home I cannot stay
My only faith's in the broken bones and bruises I display
This place that is my home I cannot stay
My only faith's in the broken bones and bruises I display
Have you ever seen a one-legged man trying to dance his way free?
If you've ever seen a one-legged man then you've seen me
Bruce Springsteen - The Wrestler
If you've ever seen a one-legged man then you've seen me
Bruce Springsteen - The Wrestler
♥
Monday, November 25, 2013
I wrote to you.
I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. Giving you my Heart over and over again. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. Again. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. I wrote to you. And you don't know.
Sunday, November 24, 2013
Electromagnetic Forces
It's too much, too bright, too powerful
Too much, too bright, too powerful
Too much, too bright, too powerful
Too much, too bright, too powerful
Last Flowers Requiem for a Dream - Radiohead
Saturday, November 23, 2013
Compilation of the Heart - Golden
You expected to be sad in the fall.
Part of you died each year when the leaves fell from the trees and their branches were bare against the wind and the cold, wintery light.
But you knew there would always be the spring, as you knew the river would flow again after it was frozen.
But you knew there would always be the spring, as you knew the river would flow again after it was frozen.
Ernest Hemingway
Friday, November 22, 2013
Compilation of the Heart - Sidewalk
"The moment that you feel, just possibly, you are walking down the street naked, exposing too much of your heart and your mind,
and what exists on the inside, showing too much of yourself...
That is the moment, you might be starting to get it right."
and what exists on the inside, showing too much of yourself...
That is the moment, you might be starting to get it right."
Neil Gaiman
Thursday, November 21, 2013
Wednesday, November 20, 2013
One Silver Thread
Resource: http://25.media.tumblr.com/645c3117a298702b2a4dabf3f9d22099/tumblr_mvo3y8meC21rb77ido1_500.png |
Monday, November 18, 2013
Sunday, November 17, 2013
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