In my mind, I'm five years old having a high old time wandering and wondering. In reality, I'm now in my late 60s, wowza! I tell you a lot of creativity is still to be found in this old young self. In you, too, whatever your age. Welcome to my barefoot world!
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"Raise your words, not voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder."
Thanks, Liz. Our California's gold.Delete
Didja ever need to stay in bed? Didja pretend the blanket was the world all around and have characters going over the hills and into the valleys? I ask because your beautiful photo reminds me of those days . . as if a child, legs covered in a golden blanket has begun . . . perhaps trekking their fantasy into town, for biscuits and a story or two at the library.ReplyDelete
love & love,
I love your imagery, G! I feel tickled that the photo nudged them from out. Thank you.Delete
I came across Rumi while looking for the exact words spoken in animated movie "The Breadwinner". In the movie, someone said "Raise your hearts, not your voice."Delete
A lovely sentiment :D ... but sometimes it's hard to hear the rain over the thunder, eh?ReplyDelete
True, but only for a few seconds.Delete
I love your picture and the saying goes perfectly with itReplyDelete
Thanks, Birgit. :-)Delete