I was looking at trees out of a bus window one of the previous days and realized how two trees growing in the shade of each other often look like one tree, but with two trunks.
Here’s a love quote (partly relevant to the earlier thought):
“Love is a temporary madness. It erupts like an earthquake and then subsides. And when it subsides you have to make a decision. You have to work out whether your roots have become so entwined together that it is inconceivable that you should ever part. Because this is what love is. Love is not breathlessness, it is not excitement, it is not the promulgation of promises of eternal passion. That is just being “in love” which any of us can convince ourselves we are. Love itself is what is left over when being in love has burned away, and this is both an art and a fortunate accident. Your mother and I had it, we had roots that grew towards each other underground, and when all the pretty blossom had fallen from our branches we found that we were one tree and not two.”
― Louis de Bernières, Corelli’s Mandolin
“Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide,
No escape from reality.”
From Queen’s Bohemian Rhapsody:
At university I met someone who said that she feels like the trees are reaching up to the heavens in praise of God. I would have been happy to talk about how the trees love God, but she wanted me to be a part of their cult. So, I had to walk away.
“There is a harmony in autumn, and a luster in its sky, which through the summer is not heard or seen, as if it could not be, as if it had not been!” Percy Bysshe Shelley
Today it’s a year since my official graduation. I avoided the whole graduation ritual last year so I collected the diploma the day before yesterday. I don’t understand why people think the ceremony is the most important thing. How about the classes, the assignments, and strange people you meet? It’s been a great year off formal education. Lots of love, photos and a different kind of learning.
Sometimes it’s okay to let yourself have some rest. Let us be kind to each other and to ourselves. Here are a few words from a favorite contemporary poet of mine:
Here let me hold that soul for you because you have been drowning
in labels for so long that you have grown tired of survival.
Here is a moment of bliss, a moment of aliveness.
All day long I expend. I hold together, I lift up, I give out
But sometimes, I just take in. – Lauren Zuniga