Words To Live By
"Ten minutes is enough time to write something strange and beautiful and true without editing the strangeness and beauty and truth out of it." Valley Haggard
This is Valley Haggard's new website, a site to find beautiful writing -- Valley's and other's -- in it's most raw and real form. And think about it -- if it's written in 10, it can certainly be read in 2. Give it a look.
This is one of my pieces included in the 10:
I am a daughter.
I am a sister.
I never wanted to be a mother – until I did.
I wasn’t a very good wife, until I married the right husband.
I’ve always been most comfortable being a friend.
I also think I make a pretty good Aunt.
I am a decent Pilates teacher.
I am not a cook, but I can bake.
I can’t sing or play an instrument, but I love music and need to hear some every day.
I am chocolate and cats and pink roses and warm socks.
I love watches and clocks but rarely get anywhere on time.
I am not the cold, or the wet. I would not survive the Pacific Northwest; I barely got out of the Northeast alive.
I am organized – I know where everything is.
I am curly hair that is blown dry straight.
I am eggplant parmesan with a side of pasta.
I am rock and roll, alternative and classic.
I am not morning, and never will be.
I have my mother’s hands. She has her mother’s hands.
My mother disliked her mother, resented her deeply and forgave her nothing.
I work hard not to be the same.
I don't know exactly what a prayer is.
I do know how to pay attention, how to fall down
into the grass, how to kneel down in the grass,
how to be idle and blessed, how to stroll through the fields,
which is what I have been doing all day.
Tell me, what else should I have done?
Doesn't everything die at last, and too soon?
Tell me, what is it you plan to do
with your one wild and precious life?
-- Mary Oliver, "The Summer Day"
"We're all insecure...and then some people are polite and some people are rude." The Emperor's Children/Claire Messaud
What I've Read Lately:
This is How it Always Is by Laurie Frankel