- Ram Dass (via thequotesiquote)
Give me something to day dream about,
I wanna lay in the dark.
The cool air brings with it a whole new yet nostalgic spectrum of sensations, sounds, and smells. A chill is refreshing as it slides out of the great balmy bowels of summer. The thick air holds you less tightly and your voice carries further in the pure crisp wind.
I’m thinking bonfires, cook fires, the warmth of a hat and jacket. Costumes, food, and drinks. It’s harvest time, time for pumpkin spice and peppermint.
This time of year is resplendent of references, benchmarks, revelation. I’m already in the spirit.
- Valerie Jeremijenko (via fuckyeahyoga)
Everyone wants to escape Lafayette, Louisiana. Well, not everyone but most of its young. We want to get away from its comforts, to seek adventure. Life in Lafayette is not complex or difficult, you can be lulled into it like a deep, deep sleep.
I used to want to get out, if only because everyone else did. In my college days, I had an escape plan. I was doubled over working on a way out to grad school. My dreams stretched from Massachusetts to California. I didn’t know how I was gonna do it, I just knew I had to.
When the path of my plans didn’t cross the path of success, I was diverted, devastated. But on a deeper level, I was soothed, I was safe. From hardship, from discomfort, from adventure.
In the proceeding 3 years, my anguish fizzled and my roots grew deeper in Lafayette’s soil and soul as the yogi in tree pose grows roots down into the earth from her toes.
Now, however, I feel a resurgence, a flicker of the flame in my gut that spills over into my mind. I’m dreaming of Portland, of Thailand, of Austin, Texas. I’m dreaming of an ashram in the Appalachian valleys of Virginia.
Virgin, to be ignorance and oblivious again. It’s just a thought, my back is not bent. I am flying my native shores. But just maybe, if life offers me a jumping point, I might leap- that slow leap of tiny steps that happens so fast in slow motion. Adventure, I am peeking at you.
- Tom Robbins - Still Life with Woodpecker
I’m pretty happy myself. Riding the range in the spring sunshine I see my shadow against the grass and I swear that shadow extends far beyond this place. This prairie. This world. It’s like my life is sparkling in every direction, through all of space and all of time. You of all people understand.
I love you,
- Tom Robbins, Even Cowgirls Get The Blues (via aconybell)