raehein:
"there came a moment in the middle of the song when she suddenly felt every heartbeat in the room & after that she never forgot she was part of something much bigger" ~Story People
raehein:
"She left pieces of her life behind her everywhere she went. It's easier to feel the sunlight without them, she said." ~Story People
raehein:
My favorite thing is the wind, she said, & my second favorite is chocolate but I just do that so I don't get too skinny & blow away ~Story People
raehein:
I still get wildly enthusiastic about little things.... I play with leaves. I skip down the street and run against the wind. ~Leo Buscaglia
raehein:
...only as high as I reach can I grow, only as far as I seek can I go, only as deep as I look can I see, only as much as I dream can I be... ~Karen Ravn
raehein:
His laughter, which was never far below the surface of his conversation, now sparkled like a splash of water in sunlight ~Joseph Lelyveld
raehein:
If you hold onto the handle, she said, it's easier to maintain the illusion of control. But it's more fun if you just let the wind carry you.
raehein:
There's a lot of space in here I'm just starting to discover, my grandma told me not long ago, so I'm hoping my body holds out.
raehein:
We could never have loved the earth so well if we had had no childhood in it. ~George Eliot
raehein:
If there’s anything half so much fun as being alive, I’d like to know what it is. ~Frederick Buechner
raehein:
If there is any secret to this life I live, this is it: the sound of what cannot be seen sings within everything that can. & there is nothing more to it than that.
raehein:
Don't underestimate the value of doing nothing of just going along, listening to all the things you can't hear, and not bothering.
raehein:
Don't you hear it? she asked & I shook my head no & then she started to dance & suddenly there was music everywhere & it went on for a very long time & when I finally found words all I could say was thank you.
raehein:
The illimitable, silent, never-resting thing called time, rolling, rushing on, swift, silent, like an all embracing ocean tide... Thomas Carlyle
