Moonspun Spins

Here are some of my favorite quotes I wanted to share:
“The secret of life is enjoying the passage of time” ~James Taylor

  “It’s a mark of leadership to adjust.”
“We cannot cure the world of sorrows, but we can choose to live in Joy.” ~Joseph Campbell
“Love me when I lease deserve it, because that is when I need it most.” ~Swedish Proverb
“Don’t marry the person you think you can live with; marry only the individual you think you can’t live without.” ~James C. Dobson

“No one can make you feel inferior without your consent.” ~Eleanor Roosevelt

“Give me hope that emptiness brings fullness and loss of love brings wholeness to us all.” ~Amy Ray of the Indigo Girls

“On my honor I will try, there’s a duty to be done and I say I. There’s a reason  here for a reason above. My honor is to try and my duty is to love.” ~Girl Scout song.

“If there is no great glorious end to this, if nothing matters, then all that matters is what we do.” ~Christopher Reeve

Here are the poems we read at our wedding, which say alot about us I like to think:

My favorite poem:

 The Journey by Mary Oliver

One day you finally knew
what you had to do, and began,
though the voices around you
kept shouting
their bad advice –
though the whole house
began to tremble
and you felt the old tug
at your ankles.
“Mend my life!”
each voice cried.
But you didn’t stop.
You knew what you had to do,
though the wind pried
with its stiff fingers
at the very foundations,
though their melancholy
was terrible.
It was already late
enough, and a wild night,
and the road full of fallen
branches and stones.
But little by little,
as you left their voices behind,
the stars began to burn
through the sheets of clouds,
and there was a new voice
which you slowly
recognized as your own,
that kept you company
as you strode deeper and deeper
into the world,
determined to do
the only thing you could do –
determined to save
the only life you could save.

 Here is the other one: Crusoe by George Bilgere (I bolded my favorite part!)

When you’ve been away from it long enough
You begin to forget the country
Of couples, with all its customs
And mysterious ways. Those two
Over there, for instance: late thirties,
Attractive and well-dressed, reading
At the table, drinking some complicated
Coffee drink. They haven’t spoken
Or even looked at each other in thirty minutes

But the big toe of her right foot, naked
In its sandal, sometimes grazes
The naked ankle bone of his left foot,

The faintest signal, a line thrown

Between two vessels as they cruise
Through this hour, this vacation, this life,
Through the thick novels they’re reading,
Her toe saying to his ankle,

Here’s to the whole improbable story
Of our meeting, of our life together
And the oceanic richness
Of our mingled narrative
With its complex past, with its hurts
And secret jokes, its dark closets
And delightful sexual quirks,
Its occasional doldrums, its vast
Future we have already peopled
With children. How safe we are

Compared to that man sitting across the room,
Marooned with his drink
And yellow notebook, trying to write
A way off his little island.