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the greatest summer luxury is letting yourself have full days of nothing much going on besides lounging in the sun, eating cold fruit, and listening to the music that defined your teen summers

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Demon Copperhead by Barbara Kingsolver moodboard created on Landing

“We both lay back down, and she looked at me in the eyes, and we were sad together for a while. I’ll never forget how that felt. Like not being hungry.”

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A nice karmic thing anyone can do after a rainy day is pick worms off the sidewalk and place them on a nice patch of dirt

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A poem by Hafiz that I wish I could read to my grandmother today on what would be her 90th birthday 🤍

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Rene Magritte: The Glass Key (1959)

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a Poem is a war fighting inside my chest until it ricochets out and onto the page like a blast that could not be contained

and there it becomes a spring day a ray of warm sunlight that rolls over my tongue and becomes a freedom

a lightness

a truth finally spoken

after years of unrest

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Tom Lake moodboard created on Landing

“Veronica had such a small part in the story and still, I loved her more than everyone at Tom Lake put together. She stayed with me after the rest of them had faded, maybe because we remember the people we hurt so much more clearly than the people who hurt us.”

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Wild Not as in  a raging bull or a hungry lion or an angry man But as in  the Ocean waves the full Moons light the Wind in the trees Wild Not as in  contrary, or difficult to manage But as in  Surrendering without fear Trusting in my Capacity Belief, no— Knowing, in the Unknown Wild  As in Returning  to who I have been before Returning  to who I really am Returning  to the original  shape and size and structure Of my ancient DNA

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"Be happy about your growth, in which you can't take anyone with you, and be gentle with those who stay behind; be confident and calm in front of them and don't torment them with your doubts and don't frighten them with your faith or joy, which they wouldn't be able to comprehend. Seek out some simple and true feeling of what your have in common with them, which doesn't necessarily have to alter when you yourself change again and again; when you see them, love life in a form that is not your own and be indulgent toward those who are growing old, who are afraid of the aloneness that you trust. Avoid providing material for the drama that is always stretched tight between parent and children; it uses up much of the children's strength and wastes the love of elders, which acts and warms even if it doesn't comprehend. Don't ask for any advice from them and don't expect any understanding; but believe in a love that is being stored up for you like an inheritance, and have faith that in this love there is a strength and a blessing so large that you can travel as far as you wish without ever having to step outside it."

-- Rainer Maria Rilke, July 16 1903, Worpswede, Germany (Letter Four of 'Letters to a Young Poet')

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A day must be perfect if you find yourself at an artists house and there are cows grazing outside the living room window

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2004

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Sometimes

I restrict myself for no reason I tell myself : you need to get up, relieve yourself, brush your teeth, brush your hair, turn on the portable heater, drink a glass of water, meditate , read for 30 minutes Even though my insides are squirming , My brain is throbbing With unsaid words Or mysterious strokes That may turn into something I’m proud of Or may end up in the trash

Like I am some grade school teacher enforcing  The notion that it is reasonable to raise your hand , Ask to go to the washroom

Sometimes A routine proves a gratifying commitment Opening up possibilities for growth and healing And all that

Sometimes Allowing myself to be a feral animal Concerned only with instinct and impulse Is the path to living a better life

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Lee Maelzer (Canadian, 1964), Load, 2008. Oil on canvas, 192 x 192 cm.

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