mixed-media collage on pressed board “Safety is a very expensive illusion.” ~Julia Cameron I have had a few experiences recently that have shown me the folly of perceived “safety” and the glorious freedom of stepping out of that illusion. The places I was made to believe were safe ended up being some sort of spring-loaded…
she came this morning during morning mediation with chanting and toning (shimmering beauty) we snuggled and spoke of sunlit memories and private gardens (naked in the buttercups) we conjured a place to dwell filled with peace and flowers (art-making and altars) she toned and we chanted peace to all beings (including ourselves) May all hearts…
how i loved you no one understood the torture– the sweet musk of ache in my heart no one knew you utterly macerated my sweet butterfly in your gaping mouth but I knew (and I let you) (and I let you) a thousand flutters of longing–thrusting in a moonlit garden of jasmine while, for ten…
