" I already have nostalgia for the present. So yes... I'll eat the warm bread/tend to my longing/ buy the flowers/ embarrass myself/over text/ comfort this mortal body/ cry when I'm moved/ drink the extra coffee/hold the cup with both hands/be present with its heat and fall a little more in love with every flickering moment. Because this is it. This soft, primal, imperfect now." {Victoria Erickson} just over here falling a little more in love with every flickering moment. thi

" The holy secret to time spent in quiet... to seek an inner place of hush in which she may know her own heart." {Sarah Clarkson}

" So we open Jane Eyre; and in two pages every doubt is swept clean from our minds. ...Nor is exhilaration short lived. It rushes through us the entire volume, without giving us time to think, letting us lift our eyes from the page. So intense is our absorption that if someone moves in the room the movement seems to take place not there but up in Yorkshire. The writer has us by the hand, forces us along her road, makes us see what she sees, never leaves us for a moment or all

" Her pleasure in the walk must arise from the exercise and the day, from the view of the last smiles of the year, upon the tawny leaves and withered hedges, and from repeating to herself some few of the thousand poetical descriptions extant of autumn, that season of peculiar and inexhaustible influence on the mind of taste and tenderness, that season which had drawn from every poet, worthy of being read, some attempt at description, or some lines of feeling." {Jane Austen :

" To be a gentle mover in a swiftly spinning world. To be present. To only entertain the real. To listen. To stand inside of the stretch, the momentum, the tall discomfort of change, the knowing that you don't need to rush the practice, or even fake or force a thing. To believe in rhythm and movement. To trust in the river, the song, the stillness, the storm, and the seed. This is my religion." {Victoria Erickson} these lines... exactly what my heart needed this day. I hope y

" ...As gorgeous, vapory, silent hues cover the evening sky, As softness, fullness, rest, suffuse the spirit and frame the fresher,...