So it's been very quiet and uneventful on this blog for quite some time. On the contrary, life has been nothing but eventful. All good things. Perhaps that's why I couldn't put them into words. You know how when something is so beautiful, things are better left unsaid? Because somehow, naming it or trying to describe it might diminish its beauty and wonder and magic... and something this beautiful, I would rather leave untarnished. But I also wanted to write about it in some way. And when my own words falter, I turn to poetry...
This is love: to fly toward a secret sky,
to cause a hundred veils to fall each moment.
First, to let go of life.
In the end, to take a step without feet;
to regard this world as invisible,
and to disregard what appears to be the self.
March 19th, 2011 - the eve of the first day of spring - symbolic of a new beginning, a new journey.
A small room bathed in warm afternoon light, overlooking the earth being reborn after a long winter. Promises exchanged in a quiet, intimate ceremony, witnessed by 8 people.
To A. - my heart, my home, my husband.