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Sunset over Dead Horse Point State Park, Utah.

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Sweet Darkness by David White

When your eyes are tired the world is tired also.

When your vision has gone, no part of the world can find you.

Time to go into the dark where the night has eyes to recognize its own.

There you can be sure you are not beyond love.

The dark will be your home tonight.

The night will give you a horizon further than you can see.

You must learn one thing. The world was made to be free in.

Give up all the other worlds except the one to which you belong.

Sometimes it takes darkness and the sweet confinement of your aloneness to learn

anything or anyone that does not bring you alive

is too small for you.

Heard on On Being with Krista Tippett

https://onbeing.org/poetry/sweet-darkness/

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Everything Is Waiting for You by David White

Your great mistake is to act the drama as if you were alone. As if life were a progressive and cunning crime with no witness to the tiny hidden transgressions. To feel abandoned is to deny the intimacy of your surroundings. Surely, even you, at times, have felt the grand array; the swelling presence, and the chorus, crowding out your solo voice. You must note the way the soap dish enables you, or the window latch grants you freedom. Alertness is the hidden discipline of familiarity. The stairs are your mentor of things to come, the doors have always been there to frighten you and invite you, and the tiny speaker in the phone is your dream-ladder to divinity.

Put down the weight of your aloneness and ease into the conversation. The kettle is singing even as it pours you a drink, the cooking pots have left their arrogant aloofness and seen the good in you at last. All the birds and creatures of the world are unutterably themselves. Everything is waiting for you.

Heard on On Being with Krista Tippett

https://onbeing.org/poetry/everything-is-waiting-for-you/

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Cotton candy skies as seen through Double Arch, Arches National Park.

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I miss you.

I miss you. I miss you much in this moment.

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Look back at it

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Huh.

Why am I not on Tumblr anymore? Just looked around, and I gotta tell ya… it holds up! Miss this place. 

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First week in SLC 2015

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DC 2014

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Artist Allison Greenwald took digits from her personal information, overlapped them, extracted the counter forms created between them, and then laser cut the resulting shapes. 

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If one is lucky, a solitary fantasy can totally transform a million realities.”

Maya Angelou (via beingblog)

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“Stars and blossoming fruit-trees: utter permanence and extreme fragility give an equal sense of eternity.”

Simone Weil, from Gravity and Grace (via beingblog)