It’s wonderful to climb the liquid mountains of the sky,
Behind me and before me is God and I have no fears.
~Helen Adams Keller, American author, activist, lecturer (1880 – 1968)
We do not need to go out and find love;
rather, we need to be still and let love discover us.
~John O’Donohue, Irish poet and author, (1956 – 2008)
Jeff recently captured this exquisite photograph of ice feathers, which are delicate structures of ice crystals. These ice feathers graced the branches of our neighbor’s dogwood shrub, where steam wafting from a dryer vent met subzero temperatures. When Jeff shared this photo with me, I was reminded of Annie Dillard’s lovely words:
The texture of the world,
its filigree and scrollwork,
means that there is a possibility for beauty here,
a beauty inexhaustible in its complexity,
which opens to my knock . . . .
~Annie Dillard, Pilgrim at Tinker Creek
We need a renaissance of wonder.
We need to renew,
in our hearts and in our souls,
the deathless dream,
the eternal poetry,
the perennial sense
that life is miracle and magic.
~E. Merrill Root, American poet and educator (1895 – 1973)
Keep your faith in all beautiful things;
in the sun when it is hidden,
in the Spring when it is gone.
~Roy Rolfe Gilson, American Writer, (1875 – 1933)
I please myself with the graces of the winter scenery,
and believe that we are as much touched by it
as by the genial influences of summer.
~Ralph Waldo Emerson, American Essayist and Poet (1803 – 1882)
Arranging a bowl of flowers in the morning
can give a sense of quiet in a crowded day –
like writing a poem
or saying a prayer.
~Anne Morrow Lindbergh, American Author, Aviator (1906 – 2001)
In order to see birds
it is necessary
to become a part of the silence.
~Robert Lynd, Irish Author and Essayist (1879 – 1942)
Look at everything
as though you were seeing it
for either the first or last time.
Then your time on earth
will be filled with glory.
~Betty Smith, American Novelist (1896 – 1972)