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you are loved

ByKymberlee

“If you can pinpoint the exact words you’ve wanted to hear your entire life that no one has ever shared with you, and give yourself permission to openly share those words as innocent gifts of contribution with everyone you encounter, the simplicity of life purpose is effortlessly revealed.” ~ Matt Kahn There are a few…

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become your own superhero

ByKymberlee

This video features my friend, Aaron Dietz, who recently published his book Super through Emergency Press. This video was shot last winter at the KNOCK Magazine release party. I volunteered to come up on stage and volunteer my services as a superhero. In the video, I jokingly say that my superhero name is Super Pussy….

bricolage project day 13 [jungle]
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bricolage project day 13 [jungle]

ByKymberlee

The book sitting closest to me this morning was The Poetry of Pablo Neruda so today’s word comes from that.  The word is jungle.  Such a vivid image gets conjured in my imagination with that word.  Shadows, panthers, scary things that might kill me.  Places unknown. I don’t feel like writing today.  Just playing with…

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bullies, beauty and blessings

ByKymberlee

Such a wonderful example of someone working through their own issues through self-expression. He realized he had been a bully and transmuted that energy into something beautiful. I was recently cyber-bullied. I have been bullied other times in my life–sometimes by people who claim to love me. I have also stood up to bullies on…

Bricolage exploring the radiance of darkness by artist Kymberlee della Luce
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the radiance of darkness

ByKymberlee

That just pulls me down into my rootedness. In the dark beauty of life. Have you been experiencing the stars this autumn? I have taken to sitting in my home alone in the dark and just watching the changing night sky. Wishing I could capture its beauty to share but knowing I can’t. That’s what I’ve come to realize about the radiance of darkness–it’s personal. Life grief. Like the moments when we first wake up in the morning and realize we’re still alive. Sublime.