birds

 

Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune without the words,
And never stops at all…
– Emily Dickinson

 

“There is hardly any activity, any enterprise,
which is started out with such tremendous hopes and expectations,
and yet which fails so regularly, as love.”
– Erich Fromm

“If the heavens do not hear my cry, 
if the heavens do not feel my pain, 
if the heavens do not offer me comfort, 

who does
who will…”

To love means loving the unlovable. To forgive means pardoning the unpardonable. Faith means believing the unbelievable. Hope means hoping when everything seems hopeless.”
G.K. Chesterton

“If you’ve got nothing to dance about, find a reason to sing.” ~ Melody Carstairs

Photography: Zilvinas Valeika 

hope..

 

“Hope is hugging me, holding me in its arms, wiping away my tears and telling me that today and tomorrow and two days from now I will be just fine and I’m so delirious I actually dare to believe it.”
-Tahereh Mafi, Shatter Me

Photography by Yanire

 

Inventory

 Inventory

 

“Four be the things I am wiser to know:
Idleness, sorrow, a friend, and a foe.

Four be the things I’d been better without:
Love, curiosity, freckles, and doubt.

Three be the things I shall never attain:
Envy, content, and sufficient champagne.

Three be the things I shall have till I die:
Laughter and hope and a sock in the eye.”

–  The Complete Poems of Dorothy Parker

TheGift

 

A Gift by Linda Nielsen

I was given a gift wrapped shabbily, it was non-returnable, non-refundable!
Reluctantly I accepted it.

In it I found courage I never knew existed and a patience far beyond anything ever experienced.

I was given the ability to trust a stranger with that most dear to me and an endurance for the unknown.

I was given unconditional love of family and friends. Always there, never stopping, never faltering.

I was given many prayers from far and wide and the warmth of knowing I am truly cared about.

I was given a fond farewell of my modesty and vanity and the acceptance and love of an imperfect body.

I was given a strong shoulder to lean on when that shoulder had once grown distant.
Laughter and good times, more special than ever before.

I was given many new friends. Wonderful, courageous women, I am so very proud to know.

I was given warm sunshine and beautiful green grass, blue skies, and sparkling city lights.

I was given things to see, that once before were ignored.

I was given the chance to wake up instead of sleepwalking through life.

I was given every glorious day to enjoy, every month to savor, every year to rejoice.

I was given the gift of life,
I was given breast cancer.

by Linda Nielsen

 

– This says it all. I could not have said it better. Yet it seems unfair. I can’t help asking, what do we say about those who have fought but lost their lives? So even though my gratitude reigns supreme, it all remains bittersweet. –

hope…

“Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops at all.”
– Emily Dickinson

Image by Joel Sossa