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poems from the frye. 2. [more a movement]
Recently, I spent several hours alone at The Frye Art Museum drinking in the “Moment Magnitude” exhibit. I wrote pages in my journal. Random things I overheard people saying, snippets from the art descriptions or the videos and my own feelings and thoughts that arose. I also took pictures of things strangers had posted in…
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art | healing | projects | self-excavation | truthYour Body, Your Story
We live in a culture that seems to scrutinize our bodies mercilessly, leading to people constantly striving to obtain some bit of “perfection” that seems elusive because we are often comparing ourselves to airbrushed people on magazine covers, people with anorexia…honestly, we are just comparing ourselves rather than accepting and CELEBRATING ourselves. We all have…
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bare
I read an article recently that recommended walking with bare feet. I’ve been dutifully trotting outside each morning while I wait for my coffee to brew and walking on the little gravel patch on the side of the house. Back and forth. Bare legs. Bare arms. Bare feet. The rocks are hard and cold on…
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art | creativity | healing | poetry | Rebirth24 | self-excavationunfinished (a haiku)
She is unfinished. I do not know all she needs. (I am listening.) A Blessing May your voice be heard in its fullness, dear reader.
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no more somedays
I played the song “Apple Juice Kissing” by Deee-Lite this morning and thought, “Someday I want to cover that song. It’s so sexy and fun and juicy, I just love it. Someday, when I have some people to jam with…” Then I thought how silly that is. Why do I need to wait? I can…
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art | Bricolage Project | creativity | divine | grace | inspiration | love | projects | quotes | self-excavation | the delicious nowbricolage project day 11 [her]
The word of the day is her randomly chosen from Rob Brezny‘s book Pronoia is the Antidote for Paranoia. Oh, how I wish I had the energy tonight to delve into her but alas, it has been a full day. I will say that I was at a poetry reading tonight at Columbia City Gallery….
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