Mothering Sunday

For all the mothers who are no longer with us

 photo by Antanus Sutkus

The feelings that hurt the most, the emotions that sting most,

are those that are absurd;

the longing for impossible things, precisely because they are impossible;

nostalgia for what never was; the desire for what could have been;

regret over not being someone else;

dissatisfaction with the world's existence.

All these half-tones of the soul's consciousness create in us a painful landscape,

an eternal sunset of what we are.

Fernando Pessoa - Book of Disquiet
Photo - Mira Nedyalkova

When I saw you...

When I saw you I fell in love, and you smiled because you knew.

William Shakespeare

 Guinevere van Seenus by Steven Meisel

And then my soul saw you and kind of went...

"oh there you are, I've been looking for you."

Burning...

Etienne Gros

Quiet...

Giuseppe Pellizza da Volpedo, Souvenir of a pain or retirement of Santina Negri, 1889

Sometimes you have to just stop and smell the flowers...

from - http://brightside.me/article/this-guys-ex-wife-left-him-with-nothing-but-a-dog-so-this-is-what-he-did-5705/

Awaken...

You live like this, in a delicate world, and you believe you are living.

Then you read a book, or you take a trip, and you discover that you are not living, you are hibernating.

The symptoms of hibernating are easily detectable: first, restlessness.

The second symptom (when hibernating becomes dangerous and might degenerate into death): absence of pleasure. 

That is all.

It appears like an innocuous illness.

Monotony, boredom, death. Millions live like this (or die like this) without knowing it.

They work in offices. They drive a car. They picnic with their families. They raise children.

And then some shock treatment takes place, a person, a book, a song, and it awakens them and saves them from death.

Some never awaken.

photo - Louis Stettner / words - Anais Nin

A new day...

A new day by William Henry Margetson 1861 - 1940

The new year arrived in utter simplicity - and a deep blue sky

Kobayashi Issa 1763 - 1828

On shyness...

painting - Catrin Welz-Stein

So many people are shut up tight inside themselves like boxes,

yet they would open up,

unfolding quite wonderfully,

if only you were interested in them.

- Sylvia Plath

found on - imgur.com

quiet...

and

all

at

once,

summer

collapsed

into

autumn

Solitude...

Inspiration comes to us slowly and quietly … prime it with a little solitude - Brenda Ueland

painting - Nella Marchesini

remember that silence is sometimes the best answer

The Dalai Lama

The colour of Spring...

photo - Magda Indigo

Set sail...

           "We must be willing to let go of the life we planned so as to have the life that is waiting for us."                 Joseph Campbell

photo - http://controsensi.tumblr.com

Zzzzzzz...

As we reflect...

mermaid lanterns - Victor Nizovtsev

Spring will come

and

so will happiness.

Hold on.

Life will get warmer.

Anita Krizzan

As we start a new year, I want to thank you for visiting now and then and your comments... thank you x 

In the end...

In the end, only three things matter: how much you loved, how gently you lived,

and how gracefully you let go of things not meant for you. - Buddha

Reflections...

 Reflections by Ethel Porter Bailey

Guard well your spare moments. They are like uncut diamonds.

Discard them and their value will never be known.

Improve them and they will become the brightest gems in a useful life.

Ralph Waldo Emerson

No body writes letters any more...

painting - Agnes Noyes Goodsir 1915

When we were apart at different universities, we wrote and phoned each other all the time, I wish I'd never thrown them away, it would be nice to read the letters we wrote to each other...