Here is another visual journal from browsing around the web today. The storm is coming (yet another one!) and I am still getting over the nasty flu. It is nice to take a break sometimes and enjoy the beautiful work and words of others. I am overwhelmed and inspired by every little blog I find. If you click on the image it will direct you to the proper source. Stay cozy.
“When I was six or seven, I used to read a thesaurus searching for the words that meant exactly what I felt. And I could never find them. I could see shades of meaning in the different ways something could be said; I could appreciate the difference, say, between the verbs “fall” and “catapult.” But when I had a feeling like sadness, I couldn’t find a word that meant everything that I felt inside of me. I always felt that words were inadequate, that I’d never been able to express myself—ever. Even now, it’s so hard to express what I think and feel, the totality of what I’ve seen. But this loneliness is the impetus for writing, because language is the best means we have to connect.”