Dave the Potter

He is known as Dave the Potter, Dave the Slave, or just Dave.
He lived in Edgefield, South Carolina before the Civil War as a slave.
He was a talented potter and poet.
His words and life's work still stand today.

Dave the Potter: by Laban Carrick Hill

I am fascinated by his life and how he made an impact.
To know of a life that was lived so long ago is amazing.
I would love to own one of his pieces.

Here are some of his poems and pottery.
There is also a children's book about him.
He lived and mattered, just as all of us do.
I might just have a new hero to add to my list.

This noble jar will hold 20

Fill it with silver 
Then you'll have plenty

8 April, 1858

The sun, moon and – stars

in the west are plenty of – bears

29 July 1858

 

To us
it is just dirt,
the ground we walk on...
But to Dave
it was clay,
the plain and basic stuff
upon which he formed a life
as a slave nearly 200 years ago.

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I wonder where is all my relations

Friendship to all – and every nation

16 August 1857

Quote by Laban Carrack Hill

Some Links:

Dave the Slave

Dave the Potter

Leonard Todd

Laban Carrack Hill

Truths and Roses

All good things are wild and free - Thoreau

Not until we are lost, do we begin to understand ourselves - Thoreau

I make myself rich, by making my wants few - Thoreau

Truths and roses have thorns about them - Thoreau

The earth has music for those who listen - Shakespeare

Raise your words, not your voice. It is rain that grows flowers, not thunder - Rumi

The cure for anything is salt water -- sweat, tears, or the sea - Isak Dinesen

Ready

The drumbeat of spring permeates my ears.
Every day the sound grows a little stronger, a little louder.
A heartbeat in the same rhythm pattern as mine.
In my heart I believe earth is ready for spring too.
Full of vigor and brilliance from her rest.
Ready to bloom her dreams out for all to see. 
Ready for laughter and joy ~

Earth laughs in flowers 

~ Ralph Waldo Emerson

Let the Rain

Let the rain kiss you.  

Let the rain beat upon your head with silver liquid drops.  

Let the rain sing you a lullaby.  

~Langston Hughes

~~~~~~~

Let the rain come

For that is the trumpet of spring

Let us never forget

The joy it brings

Each time it falls

A new creation

Never having touched

To the earth

And it falls just for you 

Let it fall.

~me

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S c a t t e r e d Thoughts

When nature spills her scattered thoughts,

I will stop and listen every time.

The most quiet moments,

Offer her deepest reflections,
And she pens them so many different ways.

The Heart of the Forest

While nature sleeps, I dream in color ...

and the heart of the forest beats strong ~

Source: divinespirit3.tumblr.com

Emily's Piano

Ahead

Revery With a View

If you are to have revery with a good view, you best wear white. For the view requires that you take on wings and soar, dove-like. Drench yourself in the scope, as you examine it.

by Iris Compiet

Handel's Messiah by King's College Choir

Almost Flying

 Dancing is almost flying. 

Don't be afraid to be who you are ~

The moment is yours.

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"Don't worry that it's not good enough, For anyone else to see", just f l y."

The Message of Christmas

Source

 Are you far away from home,

This dark and lonely night.

Tell me what best would help to ease your mind.

Someone to give direction for this unfamiliar road,

Or One who says follow Me and I will lead you home.

~Amy Grant

To the lonely,
To those who think it's passed you by,
Christmas has something for you.
I hope you sense the fragrance of love in the air,
And how much it is meant for you,
How much it is meant for every. one.

A King was born and died for us.

He is the Light of the world.

He knows you and I.

He never leaves us alone,

He walks beside us in the good times

And carries us in the bad times.

He was a man of sorrows when He walked the earth.

He knows your pain, too.

He is there for us always. Always.

This is the message of Christmas:

- We are never alone.  

~Taylor Caldwell

Season of white - A Birth that made men right

For the infant King - The angels sing

Of Peace and Truth and Light

Season of white

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All Rights Reserved

Bookish Gift Guide 2013

Here are 5 bookish gift ideas for yourself or for the bookish kind in your life. 

Merry, Pretty, Bookish Christmas!

Book Poem

https://www.etsy.com/listing/170030667/it-was-a-perfect-night-and-still

Book of Wild Flowers

https://www.etsy.com/listing/171102388/the-book-of-wild-flowers-by-national

Union Jack Pillow

https://www.etsy.com/listing/160923714/union-jack-flag-pillow-vintage-white

Pencil Bandolier

https://www.etsy.com/listing/80404644/adjustable-bandolier-replace-your-pencil

Handmade Fabric Journal

https://www.etsy.com/listing/129574686/vintage-journal-handmade-diary

Welcoming Winter and Its Beauty

She the winter tree, 

Draped in a blanket of snow 

and ready for the winter sleep,

Memorizes days gone by,

So her dreams are filled with them, 

Until she wakes again ~ BookishKind

Joy Paints the Sky

Angels celebrate that December is here,

and Joy paints the sky in brilliant colors.