
#two4tuesday
1- yoga, snuggle my son, spend time outdoors, pray, word vomit to my bff 😂
2- depends on why I need the peace- I‘m a mood reader so my peace generating reads are also mood driven 😂 @TheSpineView
#two4tuesday
1- yoga, snuggle my son, spend time outdoors, pray, word vomit to my bff 😂
2- depends on why I need the peace- I‘m a mood reader so my peace generating reads are also mood driven 😂 @TheSpineView
1. As a very anxious person, I use several different practices for inner peace. Going for walks, meditating, journaling, and drawing are my go-to methods. I do these things regularly and that helps, but I‘ll do them more when I‘m anxious or feeling down.
2. The tagged book and “Upstream” by Mary Oliver (as well as any of her poetry) are my top reads to help with inner peace.
#Two4Tuesday @TheSpineView
Recent acquisition:
📖 The Shadow of a Great Rock: A Literary Appreciation of the King James Bible by Harold Bloom
27. Miscellaneous. Language. Those who make antitheses by forcing words are like those who make false windows for symmetry. Their rule is not to speak accurately, but to make apt figures of speech.
More a memoir than an instruction manual, but a heartening and inspiring book for our times. #BeBrave Thanks for coming along for the ride @kspenmoll @Deblovestoread @Bookwormjillk
This is a book you could read seven times and get something new each time. A woman leaves her life behind to live a quiet life at a priory, although she herself doesn't share the nuns' religious beliefs. The beauty and solitude of her daily life are haunted by her past and her grief. The creeping, claustrophobic feelings presented by an infestation of mice on the property play with these themes and keep the reader as unsettled as the narrator.
We often don‘t know we have wings until we are forced to fly.
How We Learn to Be Brave by Mariann Edgar Buddy
"A heavy spring frost this morning. Crossing the grass I made a clean track of footprints, deep green on the white spread of the lawn. It returned me to my childhood, to the sense of secret authority, imprinting one's presence into a place with those clear, sharp prints. I exist. The private, pleasurable sound of the finest layer of ice breaking beneath the weight of each step."