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Posted on Thursday, May 09, 2013 8:34 AM
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Posted on Thursday, May 02, 2013 8:35 AM
“Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength that will endure as long as life lasts. There is something infinitely healing in the repeated refrains of nature — the assurance that dawn comes after night, and spring after winter.” |
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Posted on Thursday, October 27, 2011 10:52 AM
Happy Halloween  When witches go riding,
and black cats are seen,
the moon laughs and whispers,
‘tis near Halloween.
~Author Unknown
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Doulamoon: Posted on Thursday, October 27, 2011 10:30 AM
The growth of child within is a miracle, followed by the miracle of birth! Birth is a major passage of life for the expectant parents as well as the baby. A woman becomes a mother, a man becomes a dad, a baby becomes the newborn child and maybe a sibling. A child becomes a brother or sister. A mom becomes a grandma and a dad a grandpa. The list goes on. The ripples of birth reach far and wide. Every womans journey is unique just like the bellies below! Enjoy your journey, make it your own! |
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Judith Wright : Posted on Tuesday, October 04, 2011 8:57 AM
I wither and you break from me; yet though me dance in living light I am earth, I am not root, I am the stem from the fed fruit , the link that joins you to the night. |
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Posted on Friday, September 30, 2011 1:30 PM
 The joy of the spirit is the measure of its power. Nion De Lenclos |
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Posted on Thursday, September 29, 2011 9:09 AM
My mother groaned! my father wept. Into the dangerous world I leapt:  Helpless, naked piping loud:Like a fiend hid in a cloud. Struggling in my father's hands, Striving against my swaddling bands. Bound and weary I thought best To sulk upon my mother's breast. By Willaim Blake |
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Posted on Wednesday, September 28, 2011 11:49 AM
Nature is already as good as it can be. It cannot be improved upon He who tries to redesign it, spoils it He who tries to redirect it, misleads it Lao-tzu |
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Posted on Tuesday, September 27, 2011 10:07 AM
 " So the child learns life with human arms, It learns to eat......to laugh, to play, to listen, to watch, to dance, to feel frightened or relaxed , in human arms." By Margaret Mead |
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Ruth Ann Schabacker : Posted on Tuesday, June 28, 2011 9:37 AM
Each day comes bearing its own gifts. Untie the ribbons
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