Sheath of feeling. Words groping to touch air.
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Woman with Flowers 7.1
(7th sketch in series, first iteration of this one) Woman with Flowers Flowers, props upholding the woman. The flowers, fragrant, imaginar...
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The Buddha says: “ You cannot travel the path until you have become the path itself .” The path is uncertain. Uncertainty is the guiding for...
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What if relationships are the primary ordering principle? What if the way relationships are ordered clarify, explain, and instruct us on th...
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"I hope you are all creating every day according to the inner map you were born with. I know it sometimes seems that map is written in ...
Gorgeous photo! I think you'd be interested in seeing the blue tulip photo on Jean's site This Too. (andthistoo.blogspot.com). The tulips were red in real life and when she processed the photo they somehow came out blue.
ReplyDeleteThank you for the one-up on the photo and the link, Richard. Jean's blue tulips are quite intriguing indeed!
ReplyDeleteI love the imagry in this poem, though my favorite part is the first four lines.
ReplyDeleteThank you, dear s.m. xo
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