You are light and sound dancing within the dimension of time. We’re soaking up every last bit of summer here, recalibrating and interweaving new light streams with each stretch…how else does one welcome Leo season?You are the source,you are the … Continue reading
disappearing re-appearing act melting into the wall, my old selftaking over the show, the fallen one.climbing a stairwell to heaven, my new selfprotecting my heart and pretending not to know, days of pastloosing myself for someone else, never againmoving toward … Continue reading
Behavior is only the outward expression of something else which happens on a deeper level, consciously or unconsciously we share our feelings in all sorts of combinations. Foo is a no nonsense type of guy and exhibits encouragement, fun, delight…pure … Continue reading
Another ten days full of brilliant sunshine, not quite summer yet but it sure feels like it thank goodness. First thing on the summer to-do list, ornamental notes and some homemade wrapping paper. Can you blame us? These stamps have … Continue reading
-It’s a graphic.-I see that.-Do you like it?-It’s lovely.-Do you know what would make it lovelier?-I wonder what?-Bears.-They are a wonder, just like you.
It’s a magnificent Monday, a sublime minimalistic eve…anything could happen. Winding down and keeping things rather simple, clearing out the clutter in the mind, in this space. Reflecting on the year and what’s to come…it takes up a lot of … Continue reading
More than one way has always been said.A declaration within each,kindness within reach. Trillions of particles to heed,only a handful to seed. Liberating from the in-flu-enceout of the vortexand into the distance.Regard, take note…no need to be perplexed.
Well, here we are in our idiosyncrasies and in our rareness…an am dedicated to sketching and painting our gratitude and a little stretching outdoors under the sun. Gratitude in every moment and every way…feeling full.
Last day of our Indian Summer phase…the rhythm was sweet while it lasted. At least I have this honied face to look at until the upcoming Halcyon days come around again.
Trying to sort out the thoughts with these plumes, they are so brilliantly magnificent that even their randomness on the dinning room table until we sort them out is a fixation. Individually they are imperfectly beautiful. Makes me wonder of … Continue reading
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