Lightly Child, Lightly.

And change comes like a little wind that ruffles the curtains at dawn,

and it comes like the stealthy perfume of wildflowers hidden in the grass.

~ John Steinbeck, Sweet Thursday (1954)


  • Photo: Lisa Epp with The air is all softness. Quote: Thank you Beth @ Alive on All Channels
  • Prior “Lightly child, lightly” Posts? Connect here.
  • Post Title & Inspiration: Aldous Huxley: “It’s dark because you are trying too hard. Lightly child, lightly. Learn to do everything lightly. Yes, feel lightly even though you’re feeling deeply. Just lightly let things happen and lightly cope with them.”



  1. Love the photo…
    That’s one kind of change. But it’s Lightly Day, so, we won’t talk about the others!

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  2. How clever you are – SWEET THURSDAY indeed….. Wonderful – poetic – hay fever…. (or wasn’t that mentioned?)

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  3. It’s nice when change is subtle like a soft breeze and at other times, it can be like a train wreck pushing through your door ha 🚅

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  4. Reblogged this on It Is What It Is and commented:
    I can see a hint of a rainbow in the corner?

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  5. It’s wonderful when you realize you feel this little breeze of change when you thought It would ever come back in through the window of your heart.

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  6. even the tiniest breeze creates a ripple

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  7. Gentle breeze…. do please bring the clement weather our way? We are a “tad” fed up with the cold and snow and freezing rain…
    Thank you 🙂

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  8. what a delicate picture…good to be reminded of “lightly…” to stop clunking through…gentle will do it better…”stealthy perfume” of those unprepossesing wildflowers…so glad to come to this image and poetry even tho late in the day.

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  9. Adore Steinbeck.

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  10. Christie says:

    John Steinbeck writing is so great…/// change comes with each breath, it is wonderful when soften by gentleness, ease and welcomed joy, or in surprised excitement, a breath draws in almost stopping…happily in awe, to the beauty of sight & in breathtaking emotion …when change arrives suddenly, in devastating reality, equally your breath can be taken to almost a stop and then one realizes that a forward breath will arrive and though so difficult to navigate the change …which must be accepted…and drawn in, lived and exhaled…forming experience…in and out, up and down, difficult and innate…each accumulating breath, a gift from the first one we took to the final, last singular breath…and the legacy of a life, lived with in those breaths is honored…by those who loved…

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  11. I am always drawn to capturing the dawn and the moment between waking up and simply being. 💛

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