primroseburrows: (DT: other worlds)
I'm very cautiously optimistic that I might be on the mend. Pain even less today, except for a brief flare-up late this morning. Still crampy/tight in the calf, and some pins and needles off and on, but otherwise much better. 'Course, that could be all about the Skelaxin, but since I only have one of those left, we shall see. *crosses fingers, eyes, etc*.

Also, because not all videos spew hate:





And performed live in 2002 at the World's Largest Concert:



Why have I not heard this song before? It's--wow.
primroseburrows: (chalice)
Wage peace with your breath.

Breathe in firemen and rubble,
breathe out whole buildings and flocks of red wing blackbirds.

Breathe in terrorists
and breathe out sleeping children and freshly mown fields.


Breathe in confusion and breathe out maple trees.

Breathe in the fallen and breathe out lifelong friendships intact.

Wage peace with your listening: hearing sirens, pray loud.

Remember your tools: flower seeds, clothes pins, clean rivers.

Make soup.

Play music, learn the word for thank you in three languages.

Learn to knit, and make a hat.

Think of chaos as dancing raspberries,
imagine grief
as the outbreath of beauty or the gesture of fish.

Swim for the other side.

Wage peace.

Never has the world seemed so fresh and precious:

Have a cup of tea and rejoice.

Act as if armistice has already arrived.

Don't wait another minute.
Celebrate today.


Judyth Hill - September 12, 2001

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