Monday, January 07, 2008


Oh, the comfort, the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person; having neither to weigh thoughts nor measure words, but to pour them all out, just as they are, chaff and grain together, knowing that a faithful hand will take and sift them, keep what is worth keeping, and then, with the breath of kindness, blow the rest away . --George Eliot

When ambivalent, vascillating between careful precision of apt words and the gift of trust and spontaneity, managing one's relationships can be a lot of work. Time to be serious. Time to relax. But what the hell, I can't word it any better than GE.


NyteMagic said...

Like poetry. Both you and GE have a wonderful way with words. =)

I love seeing your photos alongside your entries. How perfect!

Anonymous said...

you are very encouraging
and such an inspiration :)
hang in there with the smoke free life - I'm cheering for you