from BARDO

The stars are in our belly; the Milky Way our umbilicus.

Is it a consolation that the stuff of which we’re made

is star-stuff too?


– That wherever you go you can never fully disappear –

dispersal only: carbon, hydrogen, nitrogen, oxygen.


Tree, rain, coal, glow-worm, horse, gnat, rock.


Roselle Angwin

Thursday, 29 September 2011

to love or not to love, this is the question



All our lives, like all our religions, may be riffs on the theme of being able to love – or not.






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3 comments:

  1. walking the yarn29 September 2011 at 07:51

    Oh, absolutely.

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  2. roselle29 September 2011 at 10:40

    :-)

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  3. veronica29 September 2011 at 13:54

    It took me many years of living before I learnt how to love, even after mt kids were born. It started when I began to love myself, and let love into my life. Before that I had the defences up because I beleived I wasn't worthy or something...
    So yes, to love is a choice and a learning process...

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