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I think this was Oscar Wilde’s pithy translation of the wise old line from the B…
I think this was Oscar Wilde's pithy translation of the wise old line from the Bhagavad Gita that it's better to live your own life imperfectly than to live a perfect imitation of somebody else's…
Also, the older I get, the more difficult it becomes for me to be anyone but myself, anyhow. Whether this is because I'm just to tired and lazy to fake alternate identities anymore, or whether I am settling (like an old house) deeper into my own true foundations, I don't know.
One way or another, let us all make an effort today embrace (or at least surrender to) our essential us-ness!
(And thanks for all the sweetness yesterday, you guys. You are all incredibly lovely.)
Heart,
LG
SOAT in Germany (where I shall be coming soon!)
SOAT in Germany (where I shall be coming soon!)
Photos of Elizabeth Gilbert
When I queued up in front of the pay desk at the book shop one of the shop assistants came to me and asked very surprised "HOW did you hear of THAT book?" I replied "Have you heard of Facebook?" 🙂 So here´s my German copy together with cosy candle light and some "Pterygota alata" (we call it "Buddhanuss" = buddha nut).
SOAT in Korea!
SOAT in Korea!
Photos of Elizabeth Gilbert
SOAT=good company on a chilly weekend in Korea. Thanks, Liz! ♥
OK, THIS certainly cheered me up! The great writer Amy Stewart (author of, amon…
OK, THIS certainly cheered me up!
The great writer Amy Stewart (author of, among other botanical treats, the wonderful new book "The Drunken Botanist", which is all about plant and booze) has taken it upon herself to invent "The Signature of All Things" cocktail!
Is it green and mossy?
Yes, it is green and mossy.
It is high time somebody invented a green and mossy cocktail, and I, for one, am thrilled!
First person to make this at home, PLEASE send a photo, OK?
And for anyone who is doing a SOAT book club event, please serve these!
Because remember: You can't spell SOAT with SOT.
Bottoms up,
LG
Omnivoracious: Amy Stewart's Cocktailian Tribute to Elizabeth Gilbert's "The Signature of All…
www.omnivoracious.com
Amy Stewart's anecdotal guide to intoxicating plants, The Drunken Botanist, includes almost every family but moss, the lush creeper that's the object of Alma Whittaker's botanical affections in Elizabeth Gilbert's The Signature of All Things. But moss's mixological unsuitability didn't…
SOLIVTUR AMBULANDO… (“In walking, it is solved.”) Dear friends — I had a…
SOLIVTUR AMBULANDO… ("In walking, it is solved.")
Dear friends —
I had a bad day yesterday. Because: LIFE. I won't bore you with details, but just to say — it was one of those days where you don't so much feel run down, as much as RUN OVER.
All I wanted to do was pull down the shades and stay in bed, ruminating over how unfair it all is.
But I have a dog. And a dog needs a walk. Several walks a day, in the case of this dog.
So I reluctantly put on my boots and scarf, and took him out. Oblivious to my cares, he, of course, was having a ball, though I was still brooding, ruminating, worrying, and practicing the self-righteous and indignant speech somebody has coming to them. (I know you've never done THAT.)
Then we rounded a bend on the path and the landscape opened up and I saw THIS.
Good god, people, this is where I live.
This is my hometown.
This is what is around me — light, water, air, beauty.
This is the river that I can watch all day long, if only I look.
I had meant it to be a short walk — as short as I could possibly get away with, without feeling like a bad mother to Rocky — but this vista opened up my heart, my mind and my legs…and so we just kept going. Feeling better with every step.
SOLVITOR AMBULANDO, said the ancients.
In walking, all is solved.
Gonna go take another long ramble this morning.
On your feet, soldiers! Let us all stay on our feet, forward and upward — not inward and downward.
Let's all go outside today.
Shake it off, whatever needs off-shaking…
Heart,
Liz
