"I hope you will go out and let stories happen to you, and that you will work them, water them with your blood and tears and your laughter till they bloom, till you yourself burst into bloom. " ~Clarissa Pinkola Estes
Friday, January 4, 2013
small stone: day four
Tendrils reach, feathery and curling. No roots to bind you. Living only through the air and sunlight that surround you. There is grace in your simplicity... sage green peace in your existence.