“No spring nor summer hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face.”
-John Donne
“Every leaf speaks bliss to me, fluttering from the autumn tree.”
– Emily Bronte
“Winter is an etching, spring a watercolor, summer an oil painting, and autumn a mosaic of them all.”
-Stanley Horowitz
“Autumn is the season to find contentment at home by paying attention to what we already have.”
-the inspiration room
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“The summer night is like a perfection of thought.”
-Wallace Stevens
“And so with the sunshine and the great bursts of leaves growing on the trees, just as things grow in fast movies, I had that familiar conviction that life was beginning over again with the summer.”
― F. Scott Fitzgerald, The Great Gatsby
“Then followed that beautiful season… Summer….
Filled was the air with a dreamy and magical light; and the landscape
Lay as if new created in all the freshness of childhood.”
-Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
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“The breath is coming in and out now, whether you believe you are worthy of it or not.
The earth is unconditionally supporting you. She is holding you whether you believe you deserve to be held or not. Rest in her presence.
The breath will be gone at some point, usually much sooner than we’d all like. Breathe deeply now. Breathing is only now. There is no “breathing in the future.”
“No matter what is happening in your life – maybe you have lost hope, you’re confused, your heart is broken, or an old dream has died. Or even if you’re experiencing some joy, some peace, if things are going okay. It is not an ordinary moment. It is never ordinary inside your heart.
The only thing we know for sure is that we will be returned to the vastness soon. Let us not forget what is most important, never apologize for the yearning in our hearts, and not wait any longer to be fully here.
Let us renew the vow we once made to not abandon ourselves, our emotions, our vulnerability, our bodies, our sensitivity. With the sun, the moon, and the stars as our witness, we will no longer pathologize pure feeling and the longing that has been placed inside us.
Let us take a risk on this new day, like a flower who cannot hold back any longer from erupting with color, with fragrance, with life, with her song. You are this flower. Attune to what is truly happening here. This world needs you now more than ever. Please don’t forget what you are.”
-Matt Licata
“There is a pleasure in the pathless woods
There is a rapture on the lonely shore
There is society, where none intrudes
By the deep sea and music in its roar
I love not man the less
but nature more.
-Lord Bryon
Sweet Solstice! The nectar of summer absorbed by all of the senses…
The layers of myriad greens, the sensuous breeze, the fragrances of pine and honeysuckle and wild roses, the raven song, the textures of grass under bare legs…. these small yet large, simple yet complex pleasures feed my soul.
Happy Summer, Happy Solstice, Happy Long Languid Days!!
“Look carefully around you and recognize the luminosity of souls. Sit beside those who draw you to that.”
-Rumi
“…with thankful attention… looking back…I can always tell which moments had taken on the restful luminosity. There is a certain stillness, or completion, about them.”
-Hannah Hinchman
“The perceptions of middle age have their own luminosity.”
-Gail Sheehy
“I try to live in the luminosity of things.”
-Meia Geddes
“Can words describe the fragrance of the very breath of Spring?”
-Neltje Blanchan
“Somewhere, something incredible is waiting to be known.”
-Carl Sagan
“Forget not that the earth delights to feel your bare feet
and the winds long to play with your hair.”
-Kahlil Gibran
“The doors to the world of the wild Self are few but precious.
If you have a deep scar, that is a door.
If you have an old, old story, that is a door.
If you love the sky and the water so much
you almost cannot bear it,
that is a door.
If you yearn for a deeper life, a full life, a sane life, that is a door.”
-Clarissa Pinkola Estés
“Come with me into the woods where spring is advancing, as it does, no matter what, not being singular or particular, but one of the forever gifts, and certainly visible.”
-Mary Oliver
“And the day came when the risk to remain tight in the bud was more painful than the risk it took to bloom.”
-Anais Nin
