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 ...
I found you in the 'river of stones' - I love the depth of observation in this, this fly was 'seen'. :-)
ReplyDeleteThanks Susannah. I had taken the curtains down to sew some sunblock material onto the back when the dead fly fell out. It was a beautiful little creature.
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