The heart remembers everything it loved and gave away,
everything it lost and found again, and everyone
it loved, the heart cannot forget.
—What the Heart Cannot Forget, by Joyce Sutphen

It was one of those magical days that nearly wasn’t. Something triggered the oncoming migraine. Maybe a change in barometric pressure. An almost balmy March day. The light hurt my eyes and finally I stopped trying so hard and let them close shut. I took the medicine. He drove me along country roads as I prayed for the pain to lift. When I finally opened my eyes again, the world was soft with diffuse light. And the wonder of it all. The heart cannot forget.

 

when color returns
it may seem explosive
as though one day not there
and the next full bloom.
but this is not so.
look carefully
and you will see
it seep in
like honey sliding off the spoon
sweet and subtle
making everything good
better.

I am inspired by something every day.

Yesterday it was the wrapper from a Burger King Whopper.

The day before that it was a song, This Is The Way by Devendra Banhart. Especially the lyrics.

Well we've known we've known
We've had a choice
We chose rejoice

Today, it’s these profound words from Randi Buckley who teaches all about healthy boundaries.

Because so often we think we're being reverent or respectful, but we are tolerating bullying and abuse. Take a look. Where are you paying an unreasonable rent in your life to prove you are good for it, but it is costing you dearly? That might look like "fighting fair" but it sure as hell won't get you free.

And this book by Amanda Greene, Rejoice.

And a new book from Sandi Haber Fifield, The Certainty of Nothing, that has me considering photo-based collages, with layers of beauty and an ephemeral nature.

I took a page from Sandi’s work and tried making a collage of my photos above.