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things aren't always what they seem
this speaks for itself
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100 Paths to Ecstasy
I’ve just been visiting Keri Smith’s blog and reading her 100 ideas. She completely kicks ass. I told her so and I’m telling you. Her list inspired me to come up with my own list, “100 Paths to Ecstasy” on my site. There’s a chill in the air and the sun is peeking out illuminating…
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Divinity Resides in the Mundane
“Spirit can be made by other spirits, but matter is bound with divinity itself.” ~Rabbi Adin Steinsaltz These orbs belong to an artist whose spiritual path clearly lies in his manipulation of matter. When I asked him why spheres and balance figure so prominently in his work, he said, “I don’t know, I guess I’ve…
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Insect for Illustration Friday
The scarab was personified by Khepri, a sun-god associated with resurrection and new life. The ancient egyptians believed that the scarab beetle came into being of itself from a ball of dung (the idea of self-creation). We are all in a in the process of creating ourselves and our world in each moment. By consciously…
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Sometimes the Path is slightly obstructed but no less inviting
When the words stop And you can endure the silence That reveals your heart’s Pain Of emptiness Or that great wrenching-sweet longing, That is the time to try and listen To what the Beloved’s Eyes Most want To Say. ~Hafiz (as translated by Daniel Ladinsky in “The Gift”)
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right here, right now
The girls and I were hanging out at the Seattle Center yesterday after school. It was a cold, autumn day and enormous gusts of wind had been blowing maple, birch and oak leaves all over the ground. The entire day seemed infused with a kind of magic that seemed carried on the wind. As Gigi…
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