The Restful Manifesto v.1

13th June, 2017

The need for this space came to me at a point when I was in dire need of a well of comfort and light to draw from. I kept, and still keep, finding the world to be more intense than ever: intensely beautiful, intensely heart-breaking, intensely lonely. Learning about history and about life in different parts of the world teaches me that life in this world is about vagaries and cycles and that humans go back and forth. We swear it has never been this disastrous or this beautiful before, but it has. People died, people survived. And just like our toes easily stumble upon sharp corners in the dark, we easily stumble upon meaninglessness in this world. Those that have come before us can teach us that, if anything, this too shall pass.

So I decided, that while it (whatever it is) is here, before we pass with it, it would make sense to make the journey as delightful as possible. I want to be able to choose love, light, love, poetry and beauty always, using this space as a hoard for the things whose shimmer caught my eye, tickled my fancy, and delighted my spirit. I want to be a poetry hunter, carving a space concentrated on beauty and light so that every time we visit, we come out a little less tired and dispirited and a lot more kinder and softer.

This space is primarily one that I carry in my heart and here on this site is an outpost of it. My hope is that in this space we may find a space for our eyes to rest, inspiration to tend to joy, or both. I hope it inspires you to enjoy things, work soft and lean into tenderness. The question to always ask ourselves is: What crossed my wonder line recently, or like Mary Oliver wrote: Pay attention. Be astonished. Tell about it.

13-06-2017

- Immaculata