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hold my light

within your eyes

before i slip

into the night

to count the stars

and not the cost

of what it means

to love

thank

O.E. þancian “to give thanks,”

from

P.Gmc.*thankojan

(cf. O.S. thancon,

O.N. þakka,

Dan. takke,

O.Fris. thankia,

M.Du.,

Ger. danken

“to thank”),

from *thankoz “thought, gratitude,”

from PIE base *tong- “to think, feel.”

For sense evolution,

cf. related O.E. noun þanc, þonc,

originally “thought,”

but by c.1000 “good thoughts, gratitude.”

The whole group is from the same root as think

info. source here

The Short List

1. ann wood is making paper mache teacups

2. there are some new whirligigs being made at hutch studio

3. lovely face art, posted by deborah, at kickcan and conkers

4. little pieces coming together to make big art.

5. a kind gesture of a young girl.

knowledge

i learn

and learn
nothing

except
that the most
important

remains
mystery
at my
fingertips

whisperings
to my
soul

ann’s book

i received “one thousand gifts“, a book by ann voskamp.
and i started into the first few pages last night.

somethin’…like a book

i like books.
old books, new books,
even-if-i-don’t-read-them books.

i ordered this book, “water paper paint“, by heather smith jones,
after visiting her blog for awhile. i like checking-in on what she’s
been doing or seeing as it relates to art.

the cover of the book actually feels like watercolour paper.
the pages are soft and smooth
and filled with photos.

i don’t think this one is going on the shelf right away.
it calls to be felt and looked at.

in today’s mail

.
this is a little house garland made from two 1942 children’s books.
one book being peter rabbit and the other mother goose.
the creative artist is chris theiss of hutch studio in la conner, washington.

i was visiting deborah at kickcan & conkers, where i noticed that she was
having a give away for the garland, so i hopped right on it.

i was hoping to win, because i really liked it…and i did!

and now it’s here… all ready to hang :-) thanks to deborah and chris!
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SACRIFICE

we live

and we die

in that place

between

the future

and the past

in that place

where

Love lives

through us

in that place

together

with God

one

dirge – dirige – direct

.
Dirige, Domine, Deus meus, in conspectu tuo viam meam

Direct, O Lord, my God, my way in thy sight

from the opening of the antiphon for the first nocturne
on monday and thursday of matins service in the office of the dead

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