. . . our heart always exceeds us
Thank you, Ruth and Lorenzo, for this amazing contribution to the daily lives of so many during the past year. There have been many situations in which the morning reading of Rilke changed the course of my day, always for the better of course. And while AYWR will come to an end, there is no farewell to either of you or to Rilke. We journey on, arm in arm, made stronger by the miles we have already traveled together.
I join George in praising this marvelous blog. I think I tweeted every one of the posts; I wanted everyone to know about this place where word and image combine in ways that provoke, guide, inspire, and leave us in awe. I hope the blog will remain up just so we can come and visit when we need a serene place to think.Wishing you the very best in the coming new year!
Thank you, in one thousand languages, for this beautiful place and time.
I mourn the passing of this blog, but rejoice in the eternal, reckless blooming of Rilke's poetry. Thanks, Ruth and Lorenzo, for this year of daily insights, meditations and soul pieces. It touched many, I know.
a big thank you for this exciting journey!!! enjoyed it a lot
By you I discovered the words of R.M.Rilke. A helpfull, a gift for (re)breath. Ancient words but still for today and they are blooming in my heart. Thanks a lot both Ruth and Lorenzo for this constant sharing's year.
this is the essential belief. if our society could manage this at its hub all else would have the chance to fall out from it in rightful construction. without this at the hub, no matter any convincing construction, it will fall apart.yes! yes! yes!xoerin
I, too, will miss this blog. I couldn't have stated it more eloquently than George did above as his comment reflects almost exactly my own experience with AYWR. Many thanks, Ruth and Lorenzo. Wishing all of you the very best in the coming year.
"Everything is blooming most recklessly; if it were voices instead of colors, there would be an unbelievable shrieking into the heart of the night." ~ Rainer Maria Rilke Go ahead, bloom recklessly!