December 2010
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“Grace is what I call the experience of nonduality, the perception of the unitive...”
– via bluejaysings
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Do you remember being my Napoleon?
Small Murders by Aimee Nezhukumatathil
When Cleopatra received Antony on her cedarwood ship, she made sure he would smell her in advance across the sea: perfumed sails, nets sagging with rosehips and crocus draped over her bed, her feet and hands rubbed in almond oil, cinnamon, and henna. I knew I had you when you told me
you could not live without my scent, bought pink bottles of it, creamy...
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“Lord, please be kind to me, for the ocean is vast and my boat is so small.”
– (via neilicorn)