Ulrica Hume
@uhume.bsky.social
Author of An Uncertain Age and House of Miracles. Labyrinth guide.
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www.ulricahume.com
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Read story: https://psalteryandlyre.org/2025/10/13/call-us-not-weeds/
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www.ulricahume.com
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Read story: https://psalteryandlyre.org/2025/10/13/call-us-not-weeds/
here is a meeting spot. even in the ethers changes can be made.
[A Winter's Morning by Peter Henry Emerson]
[A Winter's Morning by Peter Henry Emerson]
November 29, 2025 at 9:07 PM
here is a meeting spot. even in the ethers changes can be made.
[A Winter's Morning by Peter Henry Emerson]
[A Winter's Morning by Peter Henry Emerson]
just to say, i appreciate all of you here. 🌹
![[Night Sky #2 by Vija Celmins]](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:radq5ea3mto23ckpk7qe4j4v/bafkreigdi42ucy7miopexrhw6rdvpyqrvc6j45ttal34ty7hmpw7dlux54@jpeg)
November 27, 2025 at 2:23 AM
just to say, i appreciate all of you here. 🌹
I, who am perpetually making notes in the margin of my mind for some final statement, make this mark, waiting for some winter's evening.
~Virginia Woolf (The Waves)
~Virginia Woolf (The Waves)
![[Woman in a Hat by Henri Matisse, circa 1920]](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:radq5ea3mto23ckpk7qe4j4v/bafkreihnpoq5mh4th5l4r3xshfygtd3sf7dnvg7rdxzkgwqtqhpfwyal7i@jpeg)
November 26, 2025 at 6:45 AM
I, who am perpetually making notes in the margin of my mind for some final statement, make this mark, waiting for some winter's evening.
~Virginia Woolf (The Waves)
~Virginia Woolf (The Waves)
![[The Queen by Gertrude Abercrombie]](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:radq5ea3mto23ckpk7qe4j4v/bafkreieyguugpunglpfeat5kcewspdswbzfhixvro6ssaasjc3j2vttftu@jpeg)
rosy days are around the corner. they are like stepping stones, and all that must be done is to follow. every word uttered, every timbre of heartbeat, changes thus changes the true. peace comes from seeing round the corner a new day, a new day, a new day. a high vision produces a high result.
November 21, 2025 at 8:32 AM
rosy days are around the corner. they are like stepping stones, and all that must be done is to follow. every word uttered, every timbre of heartbeat, changes thus changes the true. peace comes from seeing round the corner a new day, a new day, a new day. a high vision produces a high result.
@thepaulconnolly.bsky.social is at it again with his generous sharing of Starter Packs. here's mine. let me know if you wish to be added. as for the others, there are some unique ones.
November 18, 2025 at 8:51 AM
@thepaulconnolly.bsky.social is at it again with his generous sharing of Starter Packs. here's mine. let me know if you wish to be added. as for the others, there are some unique ones.
word of the day:
sanctity
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sanctity
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![[Rendering Based on Night Way Chant, d.1937, exhibited at the Wheelwright Museum designed by William Henderson, in collaboration with Hosteen Klah and Mary Wheelwright, oil on beaverboad, 47 1/4 x 47 1/4 inches, via Joseph Campbell Foundation]](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:radq5ea3mto23ckpk7qe4j4v/bafkreibevceaggpxaikcyftikoq6f7b4aq5jinkdtiidf2gpkuyh4tfe4u@jpeg)
November 17, 2025 at 10:03 PM
word of the day:
sanctity
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sanctity
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But there is greater comfort in the substance of silence than in the answer to a question.
~Thomas Merton
~Thomas Merton
![[photographer unknown]](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:radq5ea3mto23ckpk7qe4j4v/bafkreig4y5iho5iioz7cshwuzqqvur5ip4uy5alhj65kwvqsfbo5xhvzyy@jpeg)
November 15, 2025 at 10:33 PM
But there is greater comfort in the substance of silence than in the answer to a question.
~Thomas Merton
~Thomas Merton
the powers that be are an illusion. the true power is in the birdsong and shifting clouds and in the challenges of light and dark. it is a constant turning of desires and of return. the night inverted shows threads woven there, which when pulled leave a space, in which you will find the dream keys.
November 14, 2025 at 8:24 AM
the powers that be are an illusion. the true power is in the birdsong and shifting clouds and in the challenges of light and dark. it is a constant turning of desires and of return. the night inverted shows threads woven there, which when pulled leave a space, in which you will find the dream keys.
Regarding myself as a mere echo,
Cave-like, unintelligible and nocturnal.
~Anna Akhmatova
[L'attente by Gao Xingjian]
Cave-like, unintelligible and nocturnal.
~Anna Akhmatova
[L'attente by Gao Xingjian]
November 12, 2025 at 9:06 PM
Regarding myself as a mere echo,
Cave-like, unintelligible and nocturnal.
~Anna Akhmatova
[L'attente by Gao Xingjian]
Cave-like, unintelligible and nocturnal.
~Anna Akhmatova
[L'attente by Gao Xingjian]
sky out the back window
November 12, 2025 at 1:17 AM
sky out the back window
One way of obtaining is not to search, one way of possessing is not to ask; simply to believe that my inner silence is the solution to my—to my mystery.
~Clarice Lispector
~Clarice Lispector
![[mask by Fernand Khnopff, circa 1897]](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:radq5ea3mto23ckpk7qe4j4v/bafkreiajxzf2mjzo53beys6izxpzsdgzrr3fws3a5m3efgwefwe7enx6ce@jpeg)
November 9, 2025 at 11:18 PM
One way of obtaining is not to search, one way of possessing is not to ask; simply to believe that my inner silence is the solution to my—to my mystery.
~Clarice Lispector
~Clarice Lispector
love and do not fear and all will be given. the fierceness of our love is its divinity. the sharing of this love is a blessing for the wee green things, which tremble when touched with light, and grow. this world is a treasure.
November 7, 2025 at 7:36 AM
love and do not fear and all will be given. the fierceness of our love is its divinity. the sharing of this love is a blessing for the wee green things, which tremble when touched with light, and grow. this world is a treasure.
word of the day:
hope
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hope
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![Hope is a passion for the possible.
~Søren Kierkegaard
[photo by UH]](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:radq5ea3mto23ckpk7qe4j4v/bafkreiaflwacvxuwcxhjoh3c4337xnq3ncbjz4smcjjj5ogf3poee5cnnq@jpeg)
November 5, 2025 at 3:03 AM
word of the day:
hope
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hope
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there is no danger in beauty. it is a token of nothing yet full, yet slips through your hand, yet grasps you as it goes down. it is that touch, that knowing, which does not need to be kept, for it already is. like the green of the day, like the light that topples above, as a new day comes.
October 31, 2025 at 6:28 AM
there is no danger in beauty. it is a token of nothing yet full, yet slips through your hand, yet grasps you as it goes down. it is that touch, that knowing, which does not need to be kept, for it already is. like the green of the day, like the light that topples above, as a new day comes.
[Dream No. 22: Last Kiss by Grete Stern (1949)]
October 30, 2025 at 1:04 AM
[Dream No. 22: Last Kiss by Grete Stern (1949)]
know yourself by your alignment with the bright life. you will find amusement in the simplest things, such as the flower, the song, the sweet. remember: none of this is real because it is real. the essence is the blood of knowing.
October 24, 2025 at 10:24 AM
know yourself by your alignment with the bright life. you will find amusement in the simplest things, such as the flower, the song, the sweet. remember: none of this is real because it is real. the essence is the blood of knowing.
forgot i even had this book on the shelf!
October 23, 2025 at 8:59 PM
forgot i even had this book on the shelf!
"Call us not weeds, we are flowers of the sea."
October 21, 2025 at 3:28 AM
"Call us not weeds, we are flowers of the sea."
Rip Van Winkle syndrome
when you wake to find a world unfamiliar, and the drink with the dwarves playing ninepins is no consolation.
when you wake to find a world unfamiliar, and the drink with the dwarves playing ninepins is no consolation.
![[Joseph Jefferson as Rip Van Winkle (asleep), black and white photo by Napoleon Sarony]](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:radq5ea3mto23ckpk7qe4j4v/bafkreidutzflhq42yrkyotx54qs7knqwythkuimkaluu5bhi4r5dkdu54y@jpeg)
![[James Henry Hackett as Rip Van Winkle (awake), painting by Henry Inman]](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:radq5ea3mto23ckpk7qe4j4v/bafkreid3us6az66dbyeqxixbtqegviwiyhty5zjajggsnqffqcy44ybdvu@jpeg)
October 20, 2025 at 9:45 PM
Rip Van Winkle syndrome
when you wake to find a world unfamiliar, and the drink with the dwarves playing ninepins is no consolation.
when you wake to find a world unfamiliar, and the drink with the dwarves playing ninepins is no consolation.
word of the day:
acceleration
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She sped as Petals of a Rose
Offended by the Wind
~Emily Dickinson
acceleration
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She sped as Petals of a Rose
Offended by the Wind
~Emily Dickinson
![[photo of Victorian woman in pursuit of horse, by Félix Thiollier]](https://cdn.bsky.app/img/feed_thumbnail/plain/did:plc:radq5ea3mto23ckpk7qe4j4v/bafkreifova734n6ciwx4rv2lmr4qi5tzkknxmvxid5232bksn36tawdjv4@jpeg)
October 18, 2025 at 9:18 PM
word of the day:
acceleration
💫
She sped as Petals of a Rose
Offended by the Wind
~Emily Dickinson
acceleration
💫
She sped as Petals of a Rose
Offended by the Wind
~Emily Dickinson
for your freedom, nothing is decided, the whole tapestry is in flux. walk the pollen path of beauty, just that. it is pure and obtuse in its form. it is grace.
October 17, 2025 at 5:56 AM
for your freedom, nothing is decided, the whole tapestry is in flux. walk the pollen path of beauty, just that. it is pure and obtuse in its form. it is grace.
