on winter, and pesistence.

i remember a story once told to me:

when winter comes to the prairies all the animals hibernate until spring

except the buffalo

the nomadic animals put their heads down and march through the harsh winter winds

they never stop

& come spring, they get to the fresh water and sweet grass first.

let's be like buffalo, face the storm and reap the rewards

s.s.

shedding skins

shedding skins. flying high. evolution. love you badu.s.s.

the heart.ache episode

http://sophistiphunk.podomatic.com/

s.s.

volcanoes and glaciers

"it is frequently at the edges of things that we learn the most about the middle: ice and steam can reveal more about the nature of water than water alone ever could." -walter murch

this life is much the same.
it is only when things overflow, shatter, freeze or dissipate do we learn the truest nature of ourselves and the world around us.
we're all in this race together, but we can't be holding on to each other the entire trip.
and if at some point, your hand has slipped from mine, or mine from yours
we'll catch up later..
i'm sure.
and to you, my dear, hanging on to that edge
all alone
i feel you. head down taking a beating from the storm
but the point is to go through it, to walk through the rain
keep walking. keep on walking.
we're right behind you.

love.
s.s.

jazzy belle.

1.) make a mixtape (or cd). put all your love into it.
2.) give it to someone.
3.) repeat. again & again & again.

the year of them

i really enjoyed this article.
it's sweet & right on point.
especially in the wake of my recent departure from all *those* social networking sites.
happy new year to you all!

-s.s.