May 2011
59 posts
April 2011
83 posts
live in the sunshine
swim in the sea
drink the wild air
– ralph waldo emerson
see-through.
See-Through by Andrea Gibson
We’re on our way back to school from gymnastics class. And only in Boulder, Colorado, the kids are singing John Lennon’s “Imagine” at the back of the bus, when Jesse stops herself mid-verse, stretches her arm across the aisle like a sunbeam, tugs at the edge of my shirt and asks, “What does hatred mean?” Jesse’s five years old. Anything I say, she’s gonna believe....
these chords are old but we shake hands ‘cause i believe that...
– good man, josh ritter
teach me how to use the love that people say you made.
– laundry room, the avett brothers
If we have been united with him in a death like his, we will certainly also be...
– romans 6:5
Father, into your hands I commend my spirit.
In you, O LORD, I take refuge;...
– luke 23:46
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never too many posts about how great the blue sky...
boise, may 2010.
summer skin.
indonesia feet. (notice the chocolate, a hot commodity for us on those islands)
boise feet.
tan legs & tan feet, come back to me soon. thanks.
well, i fell in love with the world in you.
– noah & the whale
Nothing is ever really lost, or can be lost,
No birth, identity, form—no...
– walt whitman
I’m a thinker, and that can be a real problem.
– Josh Middleton
It’s gonna take a lotta love
To change the way things are.
It’s...
– neil young
i would go back right this instant.
just missing this place & those faces a lot a lot. i wish i could stow away with the new team going this year. relived the memories with my team tonight & shared them with the new team. ohhh how i am jealous of them. can i go back? right now? pretty please?
stole the words from my mouth.
after coming back from Indonesia last summer, and even still, this is something i’ve been working on articulating. i guess somebody already said it better than i would ever be able to. shocking.
“It was curious to think that the sky was the same for everybody, in Eurasia or Eastasia as well as here. And the people under the sky were also very much the same—everywhere, all over...
truth, in matters of religion, is simply the opinion that has survived.
– oscar wilde
mmhmm, maybe so.