Traveller, the road is only
your footprint, and no more;
traveller, there’s no road,
the road is your travelling.
Traveller, the road is only
your footprint, and no more;
traveller, there’s no road,
the road is your travelling.
David Whyte
Month: août 2013
Creations: Charity M vd Meer
Picture: Lindy Huber
Models:artists from the felting fling
There is nothing in a caterpillar that tells you it’s going to be a butterfly.
Margaret Fuller
The greatest surprise is that there is anything at all — that we are here.
David Steindl-Rast
Gratefulness, the Heart of Prayer
Creation:Charity van der Meer
Picture: Lindy Huber
Model:marjolein
23 August 2013 ,Felting Fling ,fashion parade
FAITHI want to write about faith,
about the way the moon rises
over cold snow, night after night,faithful even as it fades from fullness, slowly becoming that last curving and impossible sliver of light before the final darkness.But I have no faith myself I refuse it even the smallest entry.Let this then, my small poem, like a new moon, slender and barely open, be the first prayer that opens me to faith.
— David Whyte
Last days in Europe
The fragrance always remains in the hand that gives the rose.
Heda Bejar
