the man playing the harp basks in stillness as the world races by
This goes out to all of us facing being alone and gazing into the emptiness and the sweet darkness. We know who we are. I salute you, support you and silently love you through it; we’re all in it together. May the light inside of us be our beacon in the darkest places. May we…
We Were Made for These Times by Clarissa Pinkola Estes My friends, do not lose heart. We were made for these times. I have heard from so many recently who are deeply and properly bewildered. They are concerned about the state of affairs in our world right now. Ours is a time of almost daily…
I’ve been having an idealogical conversation with a friend of late. I’m g r a t e f u l for the opportunity to do some self questioning and clarify what I truly believe. The words of Walt Whitman in “All is Truth” pretty much sum up what I believe about Life on this plane….
Mixed media on plywood. The shapes were cut from a watercolor my three year-old painted.
“with each true friendship, we build more firmly the foundation on which the peace of the whole world rests.” ~Mahatma Gandhi I have never known a truer friend or more benevolent soul than this man. I am truly blessed to call him my friend. Our friendship goes beyond the cellular level to the soulular level….