wcw – rooted yet wandering

“I never saw a discontented tree. They grip the ground as though they liked it, and though fast rooted they travel about as far as we do. They go wandering forth in all directions with every wind, going and coming like ourselves, traveling with us around the sun two million miles a day, and through space heaven knows how fast and far!”

–  John Muir

wcw – embracing humanity

“You work through race, you don’t deny race.  It’s the difference between being color-blind and love-struck.  You see, if I love you, I don’t need to eliminate your whiteness.  If you love me, you don’t need to eliminate my blackness.  You embrace humanity.”

–  Cornel West

Sunday Snapshot: love is ours to share

“The simple truth is that love is a part of who we are, not something that others “give” to us if we’re worthy of it.  We’re taught that if we just find that right person, and that person “falls in love” with us, everything will be fine.  We’re not taught about recognizing the love that is a part of our spirits, the love that we radiate when we recognize the beauty and need in all the people that surround us.  Love is ours to share, at all moments and in all situations, but for some reason we fear doing so.”

–  Tom Walsh

wcw – cool, unlying life

“When we get out of the glass bottle of our ego and when we escape like the squirrels in the cage of our personality and get into the forest again, we shall shiver with cold and fright.  But things will happen to us so that we don’t know ourselves.  Cool, unlying life will rush in.”

–  D.H. Lawrence

Sunday Snapshot: for now, sledding is enough

“I walked over to the hill where we used to go and sled.  There were a lot of little kids there.  I watched them flying.  Doing jumps and having races.  And I thought that all those little kids are going to grow up someday.  And all of those little kids are going to do the things that we do.  And they will all kiss someone someday.  But for now, sledding is enough.  I think it would be great if sledding were always enough, but it isn’t.”

–  Stephen Chbosky