something old, something new

May the nourishment of the earth be yours,

may the clarity of light be yours,

may the fluency of the ocean be yours,

may the protection of the ancestors be yours.

~ John O'Donohue, Echoes of Memory

Sweet dreams are made of this

To be nurtured and nourished

To be given support and sustenance
Who am I to disagree?

I travel the world and the seven seas

In clarity or chaos, all lit up or at a loss

In smooth seas or dangerous waters
Everybody's looking for something

Some of them want to use you

Taking comfort, seeking to be heartened

Some of them want to get used by you

Being consoled, wanting reassurance

Some of them want to abuse you

Causing hurt or harm, with or without malice
Some of them want to be abused

Exploiting and manipulating, as victim or persecutor

Hold your head up
Keep your spirit up

Keep moving on