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Winter to Spring- On Children

Your children are not your children.
They are the sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you,
And though they are with you yet they belong not to you.

You may give them your love but not your thoughts,
For they have their own thoughts.
You may house their bodies but not their souls,
For their souls dwell in the house of tomorrow,
which you cannot visit, not even in your dreams.
You may strive to be like them,
but seek not to make them like you.
For life goes not backward nor tarries with yesterday.

You are the bows from which your children
as living arrows are sent forth.
The archer sees the mark upon the path of the infinite,
and He bends you with His might
that His arrows may go swift and far.
Let your bending in the archer’s hand be for gladness;
For even as He loves the arrow that flies,
so He loves also the bow that is stable.

From Kahlil Gibran’s The Prophet


Laura John - BEAUTIFUL! Reminds me of another generation of “Ashley and Johnny!!”

Shawna - These photos are so beautiful. We were at the American Museum of Modern History today and these are portraits that should be in the “human” section in like 100 years from now after Singularity happens so cyborgs can look back and see what love looked like.

Erin - These are beautiful, as always, Ash. I especially love the one of Dotter in the blinds and the last one of Sonshine.

jessica kettle - words + images- so perfect ashley! love everything about this post. love you. xo

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