For me, the Voice above the noise always points to a greater good, something noble and not self-serving.
I wonder sometimes if I’ll be remembered. I suppose we all wonder that, in our own ways. Take the Pyramids, for example. Or named hospital buildings. Or street names. Or monuments.
Stay free, my friends. Stay free. Don’t burden yourself with too many obligations. Or possessions. Or demands from the “call of the crowd.” Sometimes it really is better to live, and be, just “one block off.”
There is so much we cannot see, and in this life will never know, but everyone of us, indeed, has someplace to go.
Oh, for my mother’s eyes and hands. I weep. Oh for just one more minute, to sit with her on the porch swing, In silence
Dare to Deploy By Laurie Beth Jones If you ever met someone named Ann Hedonia, she probably wouldn’t be much fun to be around, given the root origins of her name. “Anhedonia” is the Greek term meaning “the inability to
Picasso always had an inability to take verbal instructions in dance class, and anatomy.
Therefore, no matter how little you think you have, if you have one more breath, you have a lot.
How much torque do you and I have when we encounter an obstacle?
Embody what you came here to do.