Photo
My family. Love ‘em to tears. This was on top of Lembert Dome in Yosemite days before I left for Istanbul. Thanks Thom for the photo.
Top to bottom, left to right: Uncle David, Aunt Trina, cousin Thomas, Me (pre-atroucious beard and nappy long hair), Brother Taylor, Brother Carter, Father Steen, Mother Trina
Quote
Inside this new love, die.
Your way begins on the other side.
Become the sky.
Take an axe to the prison wall.
Escape.
Walk out like someone suddenly born into color.
Do it now.
You’re covered with thick clouds.
Slide out the side. Die,
and be quiet. Quietness is the surest sign
that you’ve died.
Your old life was a frantic running
from silence.
The speechless full moon
comes out now.
— Rumi, Quietness (via manylook)
