A self-portrait from this morning.
My sweet daughter's photo of me this morning.
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 ...
Young lady these recent photos of you are quite beautiful!
ReplyDeleteYou make me laugh with 'young lady'...! I'm 57, and feel so old and yet young. Now you, yourself, are obviously getting younger every day, not in a Benjamin Button way, but in radiance.
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