I wonder, often. I read, write, listen to music, and collect things: images, quotes, and dreams. This blog is sort of like a virtual cork board, my cubbyhole. One day I may post several images that are meaningful. Another day, a song or video I like, or I might tell you what I'm currently reading. This is a collection of things that make my heart happy.
Tuesday, April 26, 2011
The minute I heard my first love story
I started looking for you,
not knowing how blind that was.
Lovers don't finally meet somewhere.
They are in each other all along.
Trans., Coleman Barks
Rumi, The Big Red Book, p. 377