April 2011
10 posts
The Guest House
The Guest House This being human is a guest house. Every morning a new arrival. A joy, a depression, a meanness, some momentary awareness comes as an unexpected visitor. Welcome and entertain them all! Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows, who violently sweep your house empty of its furniture, still, treat each guest honorably. He may be clearing you out for some new delight. The...
Don’t say anything, because I see that you understand me, and I am afraid...
– Anaïs Nin
The creative mind plays with the objects it loves.
– Carl Jung via The Happiness Project.
Fake Haiku: April 4, 2011
In the larger context of my issues
This thing with us is an interesting case study
For my therapist
Instead of just reblogging everything. Here's the... →
Sagittarius as Lovers