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Through Rising Woes …

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Evenly onward I go . Rising and then flowing with the downward slopes as they come .

Moving steadily and weaving in the joys as obstacles are flung here and flung there .

Evenly onward I go . And an unexpected moment appears and tips the scale .

Charging fast into the passion of a moment I let my voice rise from the deep , loud

space of fatigue and cry out ” No More !”. Enough of all of the tedious , barking

demands from systems designed to be in command .

I let out my barks and in a moment , or two, I am done .

Released and then I rise through my woes once again .

The Bold in the Heart

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Facing the human spirit ,  witnessing  struggles shared ,  and stepping into delight .

Delight in inspiration even when it is fleeting .  It is an awakening  , treasured and dear .

Layers of paint , boldly placed , are sometimes scraped away .  Intent on connecting to the

heart , mind and spirit .  It a world obsessed  with time , doing and going , this work that i do

asks  for a pause and ….to see the gentle bits along side the bold .

The Love Letter Continues

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I thank God that this work , this passion , this challenge is a never ending thread .

Incorporating  spirit with the practicalities  of living .  It anchors me to the earth and to  the

infinite power

of love.

It guides me to live in this moment while releasing me to explore the unknown .

 

FREEDOM

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She hides in plain view and  … can be heard singing in your ear .

A melody or a chant rising from within and turning into a declaration of life .

She looks above and over the lines that have been drawn

and sees a clear flight .

She will pound inside your heart  only when the cause is not right .

And tenderly caress your spirit’s wings into peace

and into the night .

‘Walking Across the Water ‘ acrylic 18×24″

Warm Embrace

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Warm embraces

and

forceful steps   are ….

lingering  and speaking .

Prayers are more than you think .

A silent language living in a single cell

and

then multiplying  as we think .

The way is compassion  not hate .

It is a choice , after all  ,  that warm embrace .

Friends

 

 

Wandering

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The stay in the hospital with my mother created a strange sense of time. Neither one of us slept very much. There was a  surreal feeling of the hours flying by while the days seemed to drag on interminably.

Every evening ,at about the same time, She would enter a state of calm and rest quietly.It was at this time that I chose to take the elevator down to the street for the refreshment of the night air and for a glimpse of the stars.

The  busyness of the day had dissipated and the eery quiet of the night was uncharacteristically comforting.IMG_5232