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The sun’s glow upon the vine’s portal gifted a whisper and invitation. You cannot see beyond the portal. Which side do you choose?
I never go anywhere without my camera. My camera is my eyes. The images allow me to…..
Shoveling out from the night’s blizzard transformed into quiet meditation for those on my heart and for our world. Thinking of all, the whisper’s question so clear. So simply profound…. is it easier to let go of freedom than to let go of fear?
This morning as I opened the curtains with a soft whispered prayer that I might see a glorious dawn. The curtains opened, and yes, the dawn was magic. It occurred to me that the magic, beauty, and splendor of the dawn was the gift of the sun,…..
I sat amazed at the most incredible giant, white, textured poofy cloud. Gorgeous. Without warning some mischievous little dark clouds, like a magic marker, drew a face on the cloud. Two eyes and either two lips or a mouth and mustache arranged…..
Fear is an odd emotion. Its primal and instinctive basis cannot be avoided. What we do with it is our choice. Sometimes Life gifts a pair of bookends with which to hold the fear. A set of before and after pictures. Bookends holding the fear. And the names of…..
How many times I have walked the same path but my eyes never reached to her height. This early morning her statue so powerful could not miss. Look at her dance on the rocky mountain hill! What teased her body into such a sway of joy? How do her…..
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