Up on the Ladder

Clothing Designer. Amatuer adult. Imaginary ballet dancer. Home dweller.

Hello, my name is Melissa. This is my blog of blurbs and things of that nature. Enjoy.

for me.

calgary.

highway 100.

some days either make or break you.  luckily, this one made me.

Using an old sketchbook for notes & this page was hidden inside. Probably from 2006. Chills.  (Taken with instagram)

Using an old sketchbook for notes & this page was hidden inside. Probably from 2006. Chills. (Taken with instagram)

Got a gift from Thom in the mail today.

Christmas has come twice already this year.

Got a gift from Thom in the mail today.

Christmas has come twice already this year.

Here we go.

Here we go.

WWED?

What Would Emerson Do?

He would (and did) move to a remote home in the most beautiful place in the world—Concord, Mass. and write beautiful Essays on the lessons of human nature vs human nature.  Lucky for me, he did this so that I may read.  And learn.  Which is what I find myself doing tonight while looking for answers. 

The world rolls; the circumstances vary every hour.  The angels that inhabit this temple of the body appear at the windows, and the gnomes and vices also.  By the virtues they are united.  If there be virtue, all the vices are known as such; they confess and flee.  Their once flaming regard is sobered by time in either breast, and, losing in violence what it gains in extent, it becomes a thorough good understanding.

*****

There can never be deep peace between two spirits, never mutual respect, until, in their dialogue, each stands for the whole world.

Emerson, you are my literary soulmate.  Good night, old soul.  Your words are my haven.
 

1973.  Secretariat.  The Belmont Stakes/Triple Crown Win.

I watched this last night for the first time.  One of the most incredible things I have ever seen. 

Easter morning.

Easter morning.