Showing posts with label home. Show all posts
Showing posts with label home. Show all posts

Monday, August 12, 2013

Mindfulness

Uyede Home 1 (2013, 8.5) by rchoephoto
Uyede Home 1 (2013, 8.5), a photo by rchoephoto on Flickr.


Mindfulness is a practice of being present 
with the truth of this moment.

Mary Grace Orr

Thursday, May 23, 2013

Wednesday, May 15, 2013

Word

Tulip 1 (2013, 5.10) by rchoephoto
Tulip 1 (2013, 5.10), a photo by rchoephoto on Flickr.


     A word is dead
     When it is said,
     Some say.
     I say it just begins
     to live that day.


        Emily Dickinson

Monday, March 11, 2013

Wednesday, February 13, 2013

Your adventure

Candle 2 (2013,2.3) by rchoephoto
Candle 2 (2013,2.3), a photo by rchoephoto on Flickr.


Your adventure has to be coming right out of your own interior.

Joseph Campbell

Friday, February 8, 2013

Thursday, February 7, 2013

Perspective

Afternoon shadow 1 (2013,2.1) by rchoephoto
Afternoon shadow 1 (2013,2.1), a photo by rchoephoto on Flickr.


     How we see things determines what we do,
     and what we do determines the result we get.

        Stephen R. Covey, The 3rd Alternative

Monday, February 4, 2013

Service

Jar 2 (2013,2.3) by rchoephoto
Jar 2 (2013,2.3), a photo by rchoephoto on Flickr.


I slept and dreamt that life was joy.
I awoke and saw that life was service.
I acted and behold, service was joy.


Rabindranath Tagore

Sunday, February 3, 2013

Hope

A matter of time by rchoephoto
A matter of time, a photo by rchoephoto on Flickr.


When hope is not pinned
wriggling onto a shiny image or expectation,
it sometimes floats forth and opens.

Anne Lamott, Help, Thanks, Wow: The Three Essential Prayers

Friday, February 1, 2013

Thursday, January 31, 2013

Presence

Sunset 1 (2013,1.31) by rchoephoto
Sunset 1 (2013,1.31), a photo by rchoephoto on Flickr.


Lovers don't finally meet somewhere.
They're in each other all along.

Rumi

Monday, July 23, 2012

Tears

RIC_6767-1 by rchoephoto
RIC_6767-1, a photo by rchoephoto on Flickr.


     Words are tears that have been written down. Tears
     are words that need to be shed. Without them, joy
     loses all its brilliance and sadness has no end.
        Paulo Coelho, Aleph

Thursday, July 12, 2012

Thursday, July 5, 2012

Poems

RC1_4468 by rchoephoto
RC1_4468, a photo by rchoephoto on Flickr.


               Poems come out of wonder,
                      not out of knowing.


                                         Lucile Clifton