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“She was always daydreaming. She never wanted to live in the real world; she always seemed to be separated from other children her age. They couldn’t understand her or her imagination. She was always thinking outside of the box, breaking rules, and

“She was always daydreaming. She never wanted to live in the real world; she always seemed to be separated from other children her age. They couldn’t understand her or her imagination. She was always thinking outside of the box, breaking rules, and

“Let us dance in the sun, wearing wild flowers in our hair…”~ Susan Polis Schutz

“Let us dance in the sun, wearing wild flowers in our hair…”~ Susan Polis Schutz

“ Singing at the Edge of Need by Susan Laughter Meyers (fragment)Three things I turned my back to: light,the past, the trunk of an old tree.One by one each unfastened itself.To sit is to present when the roll is called.I knew that. I wore my hat of

“ Singing at the Edge of Need by Susan Laughter Meyers (fragment)Three things I turned my back to: light,the past, the trunk of an old tree.One by one each unfastened itself.To sit is to present when the roll is called.I knew that. I wore my hat of

What we plant in the soil of contemplation, we shall reap in the harvest of action.~Meister Eckhart

What we plant in the soil of contemplation, we shall reap in the harvest of action.~Meister Eckhart

“She is not someone you understand. She is someone you watch, someone you use, someone you mourn. She is made for love but love is not made for her. Everything about her runs deeper than in you; her madness is truer, her mind brighter and better broken,

“She is not someone you understand. She is someone you watch, someone you use, someone you mourn. She is made for love but love is not made for her. Everything about her runs deeper than in you; her madness is truer, her mind brighter and better broken,

“There are many things I don’t know, but quite a few I do. I know you can’t be lost if you know where you are. I know that life is full of precious and fragile things, and not all of them are pretty. I know that the sun follows the moon and makes

“There are many things I don’t know, but quite a few I do. I know you can’t be lost if you know where you are. I know that life is full of precious and fragile things, and not all of them are pretty. I know that the sun follows the moon and makes

“I’ll admit that my garden now grows hope in lavish profusion, leaving little room for anything else. I suppose it has squeezed out more practical plants like caution and common sense. Still, though, hope does not flourish in every garden, and I feel

“I’ll admit that my garden now grows hope in lavish profusion, leaving little room for anything else. I suppose it has squeezed out more practical plants like caution and common sense. Still, though, hope does not flourish in every garden, and I feel

“You know…my flower…I’m responsible for her. And she’s so weak! And so naive. She has four ridiculous thorns to defend her against the world…”  ~ Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince

“You know…my flower…I’m responsible for her. And she’s so weak! And so naive. She has four ridiculous thorns to defend her against the world…”  ~ Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Little Prince

“If you are a dreamer come inIf you are a dreamer a wisher a liarA hoper a pray-er a magic-bean-buyerIf you’re a pretender come sit by my fireFor we have some flax golden tales to spinCome in!Come in!”~  Shel Silverstein

“If you are a dreamer come inIf you are a dreamer a wisher a liarA hoper a pray-er a magic-bean-buyerIf you’re a pretender come sit by my fireFor we have some flax golden tales to spinCome in!Come in!”~  Shel Silverstein

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