Friday, July 21, 2017

...just BE. real...


'It doesn't happen all at once,' said the Skin Horse. 
'You become. It takes a long time.
 That's why it doesn't happen often to people who break easily,
 or have sharp edges, or who have to be carefully kept. 
Generally, by the time you are Real, 
most of your hair has been loved off,
 and your eyes drop out and you get loose in the joints and very shabby. 
But these things don't matter at all, 
because once you are Real you can't be ugly, 
except to people who don't understand.” 
― Margery Williams BiancoThe Velveteen Rabbit

but where do we find honesty, warmth and friendship?
what are real values, real goals, real love, a real life?
and most importantly, how can we rediscover our own true selves?

the simple wisdom of the classic children's story 
The Velveteen Rabbit can be the start of your
return to Real.
let this book show you the way.

[from the back cover of this book.]

i love this book.
just BE.
robin.

i hope you will join me.
today and every friday.
join me in this space to.
just BE.
shake off the ugly.
bask in the moments.
breathe in the truth.
and beauty.
that is there.
if you just look.

thanks for joining me.
invite your friends...
let's make the movement to
just BE.











Sunday, July 16, 2017

...7.16.17...




You have the power to make someone's day. -Dan Zadra


welcome to coffee hour.
welcome to this Sunday morning. 
just BE. 
robin.

Friday, July 14, 2017

...just BE. dance...



let's dance.
just BE.
robin.

i hope you will join me.
today and every friday.
join me in this space to.
just BE.
shake off the ugly.
bask in the moments.
breathe in the truth.
and beauty.
that is there.
if you just look.

thanks for joining me.
invite your friends...
let's make the movement to
just BE.

Sunday, July 9, 2017

...7.9.17...







One of the greatest misconceptions that people live in is that they don't make a difference.
 ~Martha Louis


welcome to coffee hour. 
welcome to this Sunday morning. 
just BE. 
robin.



Friday, July 7, 2017

...just BE. white whisper...








Often, I write all day long with white ink on white paper, 
late into the night, until it is all I can do to feel the letters 
curving to earth from the tip of the pen & then, I fall asleep.
Dreaming of running, or maybe driving in a car the color of water
& I wake the next day remembering nothing & I gather the stack of 
paper & a pen of black on the desk in front of me & the words begin to
dance over the page like long legged insects across a still lake
& the words in white whisper behind & underneath the new day. 
If there is any secret to this life I live, this is it: the 
sound of what cannot be seen sings within everything that can. 
& there is nothing more to it than that.
~Storypeople

sometimes.
you see more depth.
in black and white.
than in color.
the sound of what cannot be seen sings within everything that can.
simply.
simple.
just BE.
robin.


i hope you will join me.
today and every friday.
join me in this space to.
just BE.
shake off the ugly.
bask in the moments.
breathe in the truth.
and beauty.
that is there.
if you just look.

thanks for joining me.
invite your friends...
let's make the movement to
just BE.



Sunday, July 2, 2017

...7.2.17...



I am going to make everything around me beautiful- that will be my life. 
Elsie de Wolfe

the garden.
has my heart.
welcome to coffee hour.
welcome to this Sunday morning.
just BE.
robin.