
"I will not die an unlived life. I will not live in fear of falling or catching fire. I choose to inhabit my days, to allow my living to open me, to make me less afraid, more accessible, to loosen my heart until it becomes a wing, a torch, a promise. I choose to risk my significance; to live so that which comes to me as seed goes to the next as blossom and that which comes to me as blossom, goes on as fruit." Dawna Markova
2 comments:
Love the pics....the last blast of winter. It's always darkest right before the dawn.
I'm really, really jealous cause I want some snow so I can go sledding one more time. Why didn't you tell it to snow here? Thanks....bye Tommy
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