you have no idea how hard i’ve looked for a gift to bring you.
nothing seemed right.
what’s the point of bringing gold to the gold mine,
or water to the ocean.
everything i came up with was like taking spices to the orient.
—it’s no good giving my heart and my soul because you already have these
so i’ve brought you a mirror.
look at yourself and:
it’s dark because you are trying too hard.
»» lightly child,
learn to do everything »» l i g h t l y .
yes, feel»» lightly even though you’re feeling deeply.
just »»lightly let things happen and »»lightly cope with them.
:: Aldous Huxley
it sounded old—
—now: it seemed to him that he-was-always-saying-or-thinking that he-didn’t-deserve-some-bad-luck-or-some-bad-treatment from others.
(he’d told Guitar that he didn’t-deserve-his-family’s
“dear god,” she prayed,
“let me be something every minute of every hour of my life.
let me be gay;
let me be sad.
let me be cold;
let me be warm.
let me be hungry…
have too much to eat. … let me be
permit yourself to flow and overflow.
she was fascinated with
were things of beauty, … beauty & spells.