"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.


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