The weight of your heart equals:
a) a feather – when you’re happy
b) an ocean – when you’re sad
c) an old truck on a dusty dirt road – when you’re angry.
d) a bright summer cloud – when you’re dreaming
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all of the above of course!
This one is pure genius!:D
a summer cloud…:)
my heart is beating beating beating in time with you and you and you
yup yup yup
yupyupyupyupyup
yup
at the moment
hEARt
is
a
happy happy happy
you
are
here!
tee hee
today’s a
dancin’
day
I try so that I don’t have to wait.
While I long to be completely fulfilled,
united with the lover of my soul for eternity,
his love endures even now.
His love has been given to me.
He is mine. I am his.
My heart dances.
Oh, I was happy to see the acorn today!!!!!
My heart is only an organ, it beats to keep my life’s time. I walk to it’s drumming. I sing to it’s percussion, but our relationship is hazy and the trust I am forced to put on it to keep me going is a bit frightning. I don’t fully understand it’s intent.
It is my soul that is a feather when I am happy, and my soul that is an ocean when I am sad. My spirit that is a truck when I am angry and my spirit that is a cloud when I am dreaming.
I will leave my heart behind, but I am hoping when the day comes my soul will fly with me, all the way to where things are better, where fear can not live and love lasts forever.
i have no words to describe my HeArt
My HeArt bounds in the numinous moment. The numinous is far away.
I attended a seminar this morning. It made me wonder about where i belong. I believe i belong where my HeArt tells me to belong. My HeArt has not been advising or guiding lately.
My HeArt is some place distance. I will call it up some time.
My word verification for today is mr beohir. Does anyone know who mr beohir is?
Heck!
How did you know?
My heart weighs the same as the ocean whether it’s sad or overjoyed, because my heart is the ocean.
What a wonderful blog to come across – I was steered here through artpredator.
All of the above …
I love this – it is so true.
I came by thanks to Lilly !
The weight of my heart is a-d on different occasions, also a-d sometimes at once. Today I’d say that part of my heart’s weight is b, because I think the last Acorn will be 23-Sept.
I will carry them with me to keep me warm in the coming cold weather.
Thank you Yoko, not only for sharing your word-acorns, but also for the wonderful drawings from the “Franklin Summer” series, which have lifted my heart, mind and spirit along with the acorns. It is one of my favorite series of your visual art, and yet it seems not to receive much attention. Even the otherwise-excellent book YES YOKO ONO only gave us 1 page of many of the drawings.
I wish for a book devoted exclusively to the “Franklin Summer” series – or would you prefer to combine it with “100 Acorns”?
Much love to you Yoko, for all you’ve done and all that you continue to do. i ii iii
Open.
Closed.
Connected.
Life is a heart beat,
before we realise,
the beat is but
a murmur.♥
FAR F****** WONDERFUL!
both: the drawing and the writing.
I have no words.
I’m astonished
I really would love to find the way of explaining the beauty of this acorn.
At this moment, the weight of my heart equals a pure Sanbu-ichi Yusui spring water crystal
heart = soul
The weight of your heart can be a,b,c,d except when you hate. Then it is weightless because you have no soul. No heart.
My little old heart, pumping life through my body, I am so grateful it is doing it’s job and I must look after it!
I love it when my heart swells with love for us all. I wonder do other people sit on the train and think of how much they love everyone? Is it just me?
My love says that every one’s cup of pain is always full…
My heart is a,b,c,d,e,f,g…
Only through sharing our heart stories can I complete the rest of the alphabet. Every thing that I know is through other people.
We are so cherishable!