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6.21.10

falling up

 

"i tripped on my shoelace

and i fell up

to the roof tops,

up over the town,

up past the tree tops,

up over the mountains,

up where the colors

blend into the sounds."

~ shel silverstein

 

sometimes a "in real life" moment ... or hour or two spent in a coffeeshop ... is all you need to remember a lightness of being. and that this crooked little path you walk, is in fact, the place you are supposed to be.

Done