Friday, March 23, 2007
on being joyful and content.
"Every time we do it it`s a new world. I live again. Love is implicit in every connection. It should be. Thus when absent it makes us insane. It breaks our equilibrium and we have to flounder for reasons. When we pass by another person without telling them we love them it`s cruel and wrong and we all know this. We live in a constant state of denial and imbalance."
Thursday, March 22, 2007
have mercy on us.
I wandered into a field two evenings ago and played fetch with a border collie and a frisbee. I saw the sky change colours, and even smelled some spring. [yesterday was the first day, you know] How great the Father`s love that He should come to me with the sparrows and a dog and a lonely bench now befriended.
Sunday, March 4, 2007
you shall know our velocity.
"I hung up the phone, jubilant, and threw myself into a wall, then pretended to be getting electrocuted. I do this when I`m very happy."
Sunday, January 21, 2007
oh, little girl
you`re just a little girl.
Dear Jesus,
I would like to have a sweetheart now.
But You said, "not yet."
Will You let me be o.k. with that?
Sincerely,
Arianna
P.S. If you put on some slacks, I`ll wear a dress and we can go to the art museum for free on Sundays.
Dear Jesus,
I would like to have a sweetheart now.
But You said, "not yet."
Will You let me be o.k. with that?
Sincerely,
Arianna
P.S. If you put on some slacks, I`ll wear a dress and we can go to the art museum for free on Sundays.
Thursday, January 11, 2007
me either.
"I no longer feel the awkward obligation to fill silent spaces with mindless self-centered chatter."
Monday, January 8, 2007
my dewey-eyed disney bride, what has tried
I would like to make a conscious effort to maintain ties with Florida this time around.
In other words, I fashioned a bird out of fabric, cotton balls, embroidery floss, staples, a needle, and a feather. I think she will be called Life.
Refill, please, Jesus.
In other words, I fashioned a bird out of fabric, cotton balls, embroidery floss, staples, a needle, and a feather. I think she will be called Life.
Refill, please, Jesus.
Monday, January 1, 2007
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