“The secret to living well and longer is: eat half, walk double, laugh triple and love without measure.” ~Tibetan Proverb
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“The secret to living well and longer is: eat half, walk double, laugh triple and love without measure.” ~Tibetan Proverb
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“I’m sorry you couldn’t find me. I have been in the woods. I put myself there because I couldn’t be good. I have been running with foxes and running with crows and I have found myself a home where no one goes.”
~Florence Welch, Useless Magic: Lyrics and Poetry
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“I’m sorry you couldn’t find me. I have been in the woods. I put myself there because I couldn’t be good. I have been running with foxes and running with crows and I have found myself a home where no one goes.”
~Florence Welch, Useless Magic: Lyrics and Poetry
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I want to sing like the birds sing,
not worrying about who hears
or what they think.
~Rumi
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I want to sing like the birds sing,
not worrying about who hears
or what they think.
~Rumi
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Behold, my friends, the spring is come; the earth has gladly received the embraces of the sun, and we shall soon see the results of their love!
Sitting Bull
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Bloodroot wrapped her leaves around the blossom like a swaddled newborn and whispered, “not quite yet little one, not quite yet.”
-julesofnature and jennasfawn
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"He who sees a need and waits to be asked for help is as unkind as if he had refused it." ~ Dante Alighieri
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"He who sees a need and waits to be asked for help is as unkind as if he had refused it." ~ Dante Alighieri
Blubells represent kindness. They're also the perfect gift to show someone how grateful you are for their friendship, love and support.
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Sing, Be, Live, See.
This dark stormy hour,
The wind, it stirs.
The scorched earth cries out in vain:
O war and power,
You blind and blur,
The torn heart cries out in pain.
But music and singing
Have been my refuge,
And music and singing
Shall be my light.
A light of song,
Shining Strong:
Alleluia!
Through darkness, pain, and strife,
I’ll Sing, Be, Live, See…
Peace.
Frank Ticheli's 'Earth Song'
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Sing, Be, Live, See.
This dark stormy hour,
The wind, it stirs.
The scorched earth cries out in vain:
O war and power,
You blind and blur,
The torn heart cries out in pain.
But music and singing
Have been my refuge,
And music and singing
Shall be my light.
A light of song,
Shining Strong:
Alleluia!
Through darkness, pain, and strife,
I’ll Sing, Be, Live, See…
Peace.
Frank Ticheli's 'Earth Song'
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Flowers have spoken to me more than I can tell in written words. They are the hieroglyphics of angels, loved by all men for the beauty of the character, though few can decipher even fragments of their meaning. ~ Lydia Maria Child
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Flowers have spoken to me more than I can tell in written words. They are the hieroglyphics of angels, loved by all men for the beauty of the character, though few can decipher even fragments of their meaning. ~ Lydia Maria Child
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I know the song that the bluebird is singing,
Out in the apple-tree where he is swinging;
Brave little fellow, the skies may look dreary;
Nothing cares he while his heart is so cheery.
Hark! how the music leaps out from his throat,
Hark! was there ever so merry a note?
Listen awhile and you’ll hear what he’s saying,
Up in the apple-tree swinging and swaying.
“Dear little blossoms down under the snow,
You must be weary of winter, I know;
Hark, while I sing you a message of cheer;
Summer is coming and spring-time is here!”
“Little white snowdrop! I pray you arise;
Bright yellow crocus! come, open your eyes;
Sweet little violets, hid from the cold,
Put on your mantles of purple and gold;
Daffodils! daffodils! say, do you hear?–
Summer is coming and spring-time is here!”
'The Bluebird', by Emily Huntington Miller
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“Dear little blossoms down under the snow,
You must be weary of winter, I know;
Hark, while I sing you a message of cheer;
Summer is coming and spring-time is here!”
“Little white snowdrop! I pray you arise;
Bright yellow crocus! come, open your eyes;
Sweet little violets, hid from the cold,
Put on your mantles of purple and gold;
Daffodils! daffodils! say, do you hear?–
Summer is coming and spring-time is here!”
-excerpt from 'The Bluebird', by Emily Huntington Miller
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April is a promise that May is bound to keep. ~ Hal Borland
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