Consider the Oyster

consider the oyster


I want to taste and glory in each day, and never be afraid to experience pain;

and never shut myself up in a numb core of nonfeeling,

or stop questioning and criticizing life and take the easy way out.

To learn and think: to think and live; to live and learn: this always, with new insight, new understanding, and new love.


Thank you for being, My love.

8 thoughts on “Consider the Oyster

  1. “Hunger seems omnipresent” is the best way to feel ~ perhaps frustrating as it feels as if there is never enough, but it also makes the soul “want to taste and glory in each day, and never be afraid to experience pain” and in the end that is the true glory of life. Beautiful post Luana ~ the world is definitely your oyster.

    • Do you listen what they say?? Love is paradise… love is paradise. I am sure you remember the song!!!

      Everything was love
      Everything wil be love
      Everything has been love
      Everything would be love
      Everything would have been love

      Ahh…that was it. The truth at last!!!!

      Everything would have been love
      The huge eye which would have become an immense fear was gently breathing only without an eye, nor a sphere
      But our great wonderful animal, covered in little waving legs like hairs
      Waving, oh so gently as if they were underwater
      All should be went and all should be well said that ocean
      So the place of reconciliation existed after all
      Not like a little, not wholly uncovered, but flowing everywhere and being everything
      I had only to will it and I would be

      For spirit is omnipotent, only I never knew it

      And being able to walk on the Earth
      I could forgive. I could be forgiven
      I could forgive. Perhaps that was the whole of it after all
      Perhaps being forgiven is just forgiving and no one had ever told me
      There was nothing else needful
      Just to forgive
      Forgiving equals being forgiven
      The secret of the universe
      Do not whatever you do forget it
      The past was folded out and in the twinkle of an eye and everything had been changed
      And made beautiful and good

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