Flesh

“In this here place, we flesh; flesh that weeps, laughs; flesh that dances on bare feet in grass. Love it. Love it hard. Yonder they do not love your flesh. They despise it…. You got to love it. This is flesh I’m talking about here. Flesh that needs to be loved. Feet that need to rest and to dance; backs that need support; shoulders that need arms, strong arms I’m telling you. And O my people, out yonder, hear me, they do not love your neck unnoosed and straight. So love your neck; put a hand on it, grace it, stroke it and hold it up.”
― Toni Morrison

How have you learned to love your flesh in the face of those who despise it?

Lifted Up

“I will lift up my eyes to the hills, from whence cometh my help,” writes the Psalmist. Or you might lift up your eyes to the clouds or the moon or the sky at sunset—whatever helps you past the daily grind and into the grace of the beautiful.

Where do you turn your gaze when you need help?

Under the Waterfall

The Shinto ritual of misogi shugo involves purification by immersion in a waterfall, river or sea, experiencing the power of the water and the sacred nature of the place.

What spiritual practice connects you to a place that feels holy?

Advice

“I am glad that I paid so little attention to good advice; had I abided by it I might have been saved from some of my most valuable mistakes.”
― Edna St. Vincent Millay

What advice do you regret taking?