On Houses

another peaceful sunset.  I am blessed beyond measure.

"Your house shall not be an anchor but a mast.

You shall not fold your wings that you may pass

through doors, nor bend your heads that they strike

not against a ceiling, nor fear to breathe.

Your house shall not hold your secret

nor shelter your longing.

For that which is boundless in you

abides in the mansion of the sky,

whose door is the morning mist, and

whose windows are the songs and silences of the night."

Kahlil Gibran: The Prophet

the longer version includes such interesting questons!

"And what is it you guard with fastened doors?



Have you peace,


the quiet urge that reveals your power?


Have you remembrances,


the glimmering arches that span the summits of the mind?


Have you beauty,


that leads the heart from things fashioned of wood and stone to the holy mountain?"

when you fasten your doors, what do you lock in?  what do you lock out? 

Tomorrow, a charming Saturday.  Charming, pleasant and easy to be around, Saturdays, aren't they?

A personal promise:

To ask for what I need

To give what I have :)

Enjoy your Saturday!

I hope you can throw open all your windows and doors.