Wednesday, April 28, 2004
THIS FIELD OF LIVING Call me ignorant if it pleases you to do so – unlearned, uneducated. I have no use for scholarly analysis of poems no more than the field has use for soil studies or agronomy. My soul does not want the rarified air of the classroom or the madness of the market. Give it instead... Sign in to see full entry.
Monday, April 26, 2004
BIRDSONG AT DAYBREAK Wren and cardinal softly singing in the dawn. We rise to the new day’s light, while our woes and fears sleep on. Why rouse them from their slumber? Birdsong at daybreak is their lullaby; let them rest, forgotten, for today, like every day, will bring its own to join them. ©T.... Sign in to see full entry.
Thursday, April 22, 2004
Opening a Shop
OPENING A SHOP Do something, anything, to bring light into the world. Everyone else is trading in sorrows; the market is glutted, there is no profit there. Innovate! Take on a new venture - Open a shop that meets the soul’s secret demand for what is beautiful and uplifting, where the downtrodden can... Sign in to see full entry.