cnclark
@cnclark.bsky.social
Don't let the tamed ones tell you how to live.
And at night I love to listen to the stars.
It is like five hundred million little bells.
~ Antoine de Saint Exupery
It is like five hundred million little bells.
~ Antoine de Saint Exupery
November 28, 2025 at 8:06 AM
And at night I love to listen to the stars.
It is like five hundred million little bells.
~ Antoine de Saint Exupery
It is like five hundred million little bells.
~ Antoine de Saint Exupery
Happy Thanksgiving to all of my Bluesky friends!!!
November 27, 2025 at 10:32 PM
Happy Thanksgiving to all of my Bluesky friends!!!
Forget "how to prevent smile lines."
There are a thousand better ways to spend your time than trying to erase the evidence of joy that life has stitched into your face.
There are a thousand better ways to spend your time than trying to erase the evidence of joy that life has stitched into your face.
November 26, 2025 at 7:27 AM
Forget "how to prevent smile lines."
There are a thousand better ways to spend your time than trying to erase the evidence of joy that life has stitched into your face.
There are a thousand better ways to spend your time than trying to erase the evidence of joy that life has stitched into your face.
So many people are hanging on by the thinnest of threads. Treat all people kindly. You might just be that thread!
November 25, 2025 at 10:12 AM
So many people are hanging on by the thinnest of threads. Treat all people kindly. You might just be that thread!
High above heaven’s gate
tossed like glitter across
twilight’s fold, sparkles of
eternity limitlessly appear
merely strobing by chance,
wrought from mystery’s hold
diamonds dance like wonder
fly as dreams to touch again
with hopes that desire to be
greater than, simply fireflies
aloft in the wind.
tossed like glitter across
twilight’s fold, sparkles of
eternity limitlessly appear
merely strobing by chance,
wrought from mystery’s hold
diamonds dance like wonder
fly as dreams to touch again
with hopes that desire to be
greater than, simply fireflies
aloft in the wind.
November 24, 2025 at 7:39 AM
High above heaven’s gate
tossed like glitter across
twilight’s fold, sparkles of
eternity limitlessly appear
merely strobing by chance,
wrought from mystery’s hold
diamonds dance like wonder
fly as dreams to touch again
with hopes that desire to be
greater than, simply fireflies
aloft in the wind.
tossed like glitter across
twilight’s fold, sparkles of
eternity limitlessly appear
merely strobing by chance,
wrought from mystery’s hold
diamonds dance like wonder
fly as dreams to touch again
with hopes that desire to be
greater than, simply fireflies
aloft in the wind.
Too often we underestimate the power
of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around.
~ Leo F. Buscaglia
of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around.
~ Leo F. Buscaglia
November 20, 2025 at 8:07 AM
Too often we underestimate the power
of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around.
~ Leo F. Buscaglia
of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around.
~ Leo F. Buscaglia
“Light is easy to love.
Show me your darkness.”
~ R.Queen
Art by David Natale
Show me your darkness.”
~ R.Queen
Art by David Natale
November 20, 2025 at 4:03 AM
“Light is easy to love.
Show me your darkness.”
~ R.Queen
Art by David Natale
Show me your darkness.”
~ R.Queen
Art by David Natale
Why'd it take me so long
to figure this one out? 🤔
to figure this one out? 🤔
November 20, 2025 at 3:58 AM
Why'd it take me so long
to figure this one out? 🤔
to figure this one out? 🤔
Overheard a child at the park today comfort her sad friend, "It's okay to be sad. Sad stands for Secretly a Dinosaur." Then they both let out a big roar and ran off to play. I think those kids are onto something. 🤔
November 19, 2025 at 7:14 AM
Overheard a child at the park today comfort her sad friend, "It's okay to be sad. Sad stands for Secretly a Dinosaur." Then they both let out a big roar and ran off to play. I think those kids are onto something. 🤔
Once upon a time,
when women were birds,
There was the simple understanding
That to sing at dawn,
and to sing at dusk
Was to heal the world through joy.
The birds still remember
what we have forgotten;
That this world is meant to be celebrated.
Terry Tempest Williams
Art by Jennifer Lommers
when women were birds,
There was the simple understanding
That to sing at dawn,
and to sing at dusk
Was to heal the world through joy.
The birds still remember
what we have forgotten;
That this world is meant to be celebrated.
Terry Tempest Williams
Art by Jennifer Lommers
November 17, 2025 at 8:06 AM
Once upon a time,
when women were birds,
There was the simple understanding
That to sing at dawn,
and to sing at dusk
Was to heal the world through joy.
The birds still remember
what we have forgotten;
That this world is meant to be celebrated.
Terry Tempest Williams
Art by Jennifer Lommers
when women were birds,
There was the simple understanding
That to sing at dawn,
and to sing at dusk
Was to heal the world through joy.
The birds still remember
what we have forgotten;
That this world is meant to be celebrated.
Terry Tempest Williams
Art by Jennifer Lommers
“We can only be said to be alive in
those moments when our hearts are
conscious of our treasures.”
~ Thornton Wilder
those moments when our hearts are
conscious of our treasures.”
~ Thornton Wilder
November 17, 2025 at 7:34 AM
“We can only be said to be alive in
those moments when our hearts are
conscious of our treasures.”
~ Thornton Wilder
those moments when our hearts are
conscious of our treasures.”
~ Thornton Wilder
Walking.
I am listening to a deeper way.
Suddenly, all my ancestors
are behind me.
Be still, they say. Watch and listen.
You are a result
of the love of thousands.
~Linda Hogan
I am listening to a deeper way.
Suddenly, all my ancestors
are behind me.
Be still, they say. Watch and listen.
You are a result
of the love of thousands.
~Linda Hogan
November 16, 2025 at 2:50 PM
Walking.
I am listening to a deeper way.
Suddenly, all my ancestors
are behind me.
Be still, they say. Watch and listen.
You are a result
of the love of thousands.
~Linda Hogan
I am listening to a deeper way.
Suddenly, all my ancestors
are behind me.
Be still, they say. Watch and listen.
You are a result
of the love of thousands.
~Linda Hogan
When the day is done
and the hour is quiet
tuck yourself away
along the rims of
soft and silent.
And then,
sleep deep
and dream far.
and the hour is quiet
tuck yourself away
along the rims of
soft and silent.
And then,
sleep deep
and dream far.
November 16, 2025 at 5:35 AM
When the day is done
and the hour is quiet
tuck yourself away
along the rims of
soft and silent.
And then,
sleep deep
and dream far.
and the hour is quiet
tuck yourself away
along the rims of
soft and silent.
And then,
sleep deep
and dream far.
Because....when I listen to music,
the world doesn't hurt quite as loudly.
the world doesn't hurt quite as loudly.
November 15, 2025 at 9:22 AM
Because....when I listen to music,
the world doesn't hurt quite as loudly.
the world doesn't hurt quite as loudly.
