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a haiku for the equinox

ByKymberlee

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light bursting through morning clouds
an old crow flies past
children’s sighs break through stillness

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true freedom

ByKymberlee

One Song by Rumi Every war and every conflict between human beings has happened because of some disagreement about names. It is such an unnecessary foolishness, because just beyond the arguing there is a long table of companionship set and waiting for us to sit down. What is praised is one, so the praise is…

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rebirth

ByKymberlee

I noticed this today sitting in the dirt at the base of my jade plant. This withering leaf with the tiny new plant growing from it. It is not attached to anything except the leaf. Rootless. I am on a healing journey that involves a rather significant rebirthing process. This process works by reclaiming all…

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saturated in amore [a moment of logos in the life of a wandering heart]

ByKymberlee

your three to my one the amber and the red twenty five cents and a vibrating tilt-a-whirl you spoke of carnivals and dark, dusty paths that lead to where we need to be (to peeking behind the boards where darts come towards our hearts) popcorn with truffle oil meaningless meetings and Hoffa screwing and killing…

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transmutation

ByKymberlee

A formula for transmutation from Sandra Ingerman’s CD “Miracles for the Earth” which I highly recommend: intention + harmony + love + concentration + focus + union + imagination = transmutation. She also gives a quote from Carolyn Casey that is just fabulous: “Imagination lays the tracks for the reality train to drive down.” The…

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sometimes empty

ByKymberlee

I hear songbirds and the last, dying breaths of the cicadas.

Bricolage artist Kymberlee della Luce painting with menstrual blood
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bricolage project day 20 [Artemisia]

ByKymberlee

Today’s randomly-chosen word is Artemisia as in the Warrior Queen and comes from The Daring Book for Girls by Andrea J. Buchanan and Miriam Peskowitz.  I really love that my finger landed on this name rather than a more mundane word because I love her story!  In fact, I might weave her story into the…