I am working on my shop, and with all the turmoil in the news I have no head space to draft a blog right now, so Max Ehrmann will have to do for this week. Desiderata by Max Ehrmann Go placidly amid the noise and haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As […]
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I heard the bells on Christmas Day Their old, familiar carols play, and wild and sweet The words repeat Of peace on earth, good-will to men! And thought how, as the day had come, The belfries of all Christendom Had rolled along The unbroken song Of peace on earth, good-will to men! Till ringing, singing […]
I am truly resonating with this poem right now. When winter comes to a woman’s soul, she withdraws into her inner self, her deepest spaces. She refuses all connection, refutes all arguments that she should engage in the world. She may say she is resting, but she is more than resting: She is creating a […]