Virtue

Where now..?
Leszek Paradowski

“Remain faithful to the earth, my brothers, with the power of your virtue.
Let your gift-giving love and your knowledge serve the meaning of the earth.
Thus I beg and beseech you. Do not let them fly away from earthly things and beat
with their wings against eternal walls. Alas, there has always been so much virtue
that has flown away. Lead back to the earth the virtue that flew away,  as I do
back to the body, back to life, that it may give the earth a meaning, a human meaning.”

― Friedrich Nietzsche

Composition by:

Kay Lynn Gabaldon

April, 2016

The Visitor

Graveyard with Fog
Janet Politte

“Cemeteries are full of unfulfilled dreams...
countless echoes of 'could have' and 'should have'…
countless books unwritten… countless songs unsung...
I want to live my life in such a way that when my body is laid to rest,
it will be a well needed rest from a life well lived, a song well sung,
a book well written, opportunities well explored, and a love well expressed.”

― Steve Maraboli

Composition By:

Kay Lynn Gabaldon

October, 2015

Scoot!

Very "Mobile HOME"
Ben Goossens

“Go back?" he thought. "No good at all! Go sideways?

Impossible! Go forward? Only thing to do! On we go!"

So up he got, and trotted along with his little sword held in front of him

and one hand feeling the wall, and his heart all of a patter and a pitter.”

― J.R.R. Tolkien

Composition By:

Kay Lynn Gabaldon

October, 2015

Purge

Untitled
MagdalenaWanli

"The meaning of life is to find your gift.

The purpose of your life is to give it away"

- Pablo Picasso

Composition By:

Kay Lynn Gabaldon

October, 2015

The Hearkening

By the sea
Dagmar Lapisova

“It is said by the Eldar that in water their lives yet the echo of the Music
of the Ainur more than in any substance that is in this Earth;
and many of the Children of Ilúvatar hearken still
unsated to the voices of the Sea, and yet know not for what they listen.”

J.R.R. Tolkien

Composition By:

Kay Lynn Gabaldon

October, 2015

Becoming Real

Untitled
Ghazale Ghazanfari

“Real isn't how you are made," said the Skin Horse.
"It's a thing that happens to you.
When a child loves you for a long, long time,
not just to play with, but really loves you,
then you become real."

"Does it hurt?" asked the Rabbit.

"Sometimes," said the Skin Horse, for he was always truthful.
"When you are real you don't mind being hurt.”

Margery Williams
The Velveteen Rabbit

Composition By:

Kay Lynn Gabaldon

September, 2015

Roots

The Ruler
Lukasz Maksymiuk

“Some people come into our lives for a season;
some for a lifetime.

Recognizing which is which saves time and heartache.

Don’t confuse seasonal people with lifetime expectations.

Everyone comes into our lives in the category of a tree.

Most people fall into the category of leaves on a tree.
The leaves come into our lives to teach us something in particular.

Leaves are seasonal; they blow with the wind.

Season’s change and the leaves wither and pass away.

Other people fall into the category of branches.
Branches make us believe that they are sustainable.

However, the moment we step out on our own,

the branch breaks and leaves us high and dry.

Finally, there are people who fall into the category of roots.

If we find two or three people in our lives who are
like the roots at the bottom of the tree, we are blessed.

These are the people who are going nowhere.

They’re not worried about being seen.

No one needs to know that they know us.

No one needs to know what they’re doing for us.

It’s the roots of the tree that preserves life.

Learning to love yourself is the first step

in distinguishing between leaves, branches and roots.

We know who the roots are when we are compelled to

tell someone they’re doing something wrong

and in turn they step up and attempt to fix it.

It is those who make an effort, who try to correct their shortcomings.

These people are leaves trying to grow up and become something else.

Forgive the leaves and branches, they too have purpose.

Keep the roots and flourish into something sustainable.
When we have achieved this, we truly have something to give back.”

- Madea

Composition By:

Kay Lynn Gabaldon

September, 2015

The Retreat

I See You
Haris

As the warmth of the exuberant sun in summer waxes and wanes into the
onset of autumn we retreat into the warmth of a place we consider home.
The time of reflection begins as
we listen quietly to the intrinsic voices of life and love.

In the still of the night, the voices softly whisper, a reminder that our time here is brief;

urging us to love until it hurts and when it hurts, love some more.

Love until we don’t care about the pain, until we stop expecting anything in return,

until all that matters, is our ability to love in the best way we can.
- Kay Lynn Gabaldon

Composition By:

Kay Lynn Gabaldon

September 2015

Beyond The Sun

Journey Through Life
Leszek Parasdowski

“Beyond the East the sunrise, beyond the West the sea,

And East and West the wanderlust that will not let me be;

It works in me like madness, dear, to bid me say good-bye!

For the seas call and the stars call, and oh, the call of the sky!

I know not where the white road runs, nor what the blue hills are,

But man can have the sun for friend, and for his guide a star;

And there's no end of voyaging when once the voice is heard,

For the river calls and the road calls, and oh, the call of a bird!

Yonder the long horizon lies, and there by night and day

The old ships draw to home again, the young ships sail away;

And come I may, but go I must, and if men ask you why,

You may put the blame on the stars and the sun
and the white road and the sky!”

― Gerald Gould

Composition By:

Kay Lynn Gabaldon

September, 2015

The Dance

Red
Mariola

“In the blink of an eye, something happens by chance
- when you least expect it
- it sets you on a course that you never planned,
into a future you never imagined.”

-  Nicholas Sparks

Composition By:

Kay Lynn Gabaldon

September, 2015

The Nursery

Untitled
Sergey Parishkov

“Happy is he who still loves something he loved in the nursery: 
He has not been broken in two by time;
he is not two men, but one, and
he has saved not only his soul but his life.” 
 - G.K. Chesterton

Composition By:

Kay Lynn Gabaldon

September, 2015

The Passage of Time

Julia
Jose Antonio Sanchez

“Spring passes and one remembers one's innocence.

Summer passes and one remembers one's exuberance.

Autumn passes and one remembers one's reverence.

Winter passes and one remembers one's perseverance.”

― Yoko Ono

Composition By:

Kay Lynn Gabaldon

August, 2015