So every day I was surrounded by the beautiful crying forth of the ideas of God, one of which was you. – Mary Oliver
“For however inhospitable the wind, from this vantage point Manhattan was simply so improbable, so wonderful, so obviously full of promise – that you wanted to approach it for the …
Commit to beauty. Not glamour. Commit to affection. Not attention. Commit to craft. Not work. Commit to process. Not outcome. Commit to love. Not duty. Commit to do. Not try. …
Beannacht On the day when the weight deadens on your shoulders and you stumble, may the clay dance to balance you. And when your eyes freeze behind the grey window …
Expected: A standard, run-of-the-mill NYC garbage bin filled to the brim with, well, garbage, naturally… Unexpected: A standard, run-of-the-mill garbage bin in Italy filled right to the brim entirely with …
It was like any other conversation. Any other day. Drinks. Food. Friends. And then I said your name. I liked the way your name felt safe in my mouth. Shaping …
A new kind of service standards are in order. Think of the people in your life. The ones that matter. Really matter. What kind of service would they say you’re …
Admittedly not the best shot…but love the message…