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feverishly I open
Boldly erotic, fiery and courageous am I. In the flow of Life opening my mind, my heart and my legs for God to enter. Feeling the pulsating turgidity of Life, sensual, strong and soft– I yield. Surrendering to a force much greater than me. Feverishly I open allowing God to explode within me.
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how we stop our own story [or how about we build a swing instead?]
In improv class, we don’t get to use the words “don’t” or “no” and rarely get to ask questions when we are playing games. This is because it stops the story from moving forward. This has, of course, got me thinking about how I stop my own story. I see how many times I’ve let…
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art | Bricolage Project | divine | mystery | photography | poetry | projects | quotes | the delicious now | videobricolage project day 21 [others]
Today’s randomly-chosen word comes from the Tao Te Ching. I picked up a copy at a used bookstore yesterday to use for blackout poetry and decided to use it for our word which is others (from book one XX). I don’t have much to say today. I just wanted to paint with my blood again ,…
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art | Bricolage Project | creativity | inspiration | photography | projects | quotes | self-excavationbricolage project day 18 [breaking]
Today’s random word comes from my friend, Aaron Dietz‘s book Super. I wrote about his book a few years ago when it was published. Today’s word is breaking. breaking with tradition. breaking up. breaking hearts. breaking old habits. break dancing. breakfast. breaking a pattern. give me a break. breaking. Breaking is a delightful word for…
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blessings of existence
The Guest House This being human is a guest house. Every morning a new arrival. A joy, a depression, a meanness, some momentary awareness comes as an unexpected visitor. Welcome and entertain them all! Even if they’re a crowd of sorrows, who violently sweep your house empty of its furniture, still, treat each guest honorably….
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another morning haiku
Two crows fly silently by in morning stillness as the sun flirts with my heart.
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