Growing up has nothing to do with settling down, it has nothing to do with tax returns or steady jobs or building a family. Growing up has to do with how you treat the people. How you treat the ones you love, the ones you don’t, the ones you know, the ones you meet. Growing up has to do with how much love you give, and give fearlessly. I am brimming with love, breaking with a rattle and swell, I am as grown up now as I could have possibly be.
This right here!
Mercedes Morgan Photography
“Laughter,” I said, “is foolish” - Ecclesiastes 2: 2
I’m sorry, but fuck this.
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—You Are The Blood
You Are the Blood - Sufjan Stevens
Close your eyes - be enveloped.
Horizons by Neil Dawson
A 15m x 10m x 36m steel structure at Gibbs Farm art park.
(via hadiran)
In order to understand, I destroyed myself.
—Fernando Pessoa
Let us never live in a house so big we can escape from one another. We will not survive ourselves if we do.
I remember a conference in NYC. The topic was social justice. Assembled for the meeting were theologians, pastors, priests, nuns and lay church leaders.
At one point a Native American stood up, looked out over the mostly white audience, and said, “Regardless of what the New Testament says, most Christians are materialists with no experience of the Spirit. Regardless of what the New Testament says, most Christians are individualists with no real experience of community.”
He paused for a moment and then continued: “Let’s pretend that you were all Christians. If you were Christians, you would no longer accumulate. You would share everything you had. You would actually love one another. And you would treat each other as if you were family.”
His eyes were piercing as he asked, “Why don’t you do that? Why don’t you live that way?”
— Jim Wallis, The Call to Conversion
