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Allow It
Allow ItWhat if. An interesting pair of words Could go either way really. but what if I listen for the whispers as a friend recently mentioned (thank you) Its like when you just have to do it. No choice even Your intention just takes over and then there is an octopus...
The Winter Season
In the deepest of Winter with so much quiet I can reflect. re-align and slow down. remember what is important and who... take the time to watch the tiny miracles as they pass by, moving through the woods. the water in the creek always knows where it is going, so...
Where to find it
What to Wish for... Here I am again Wishing for something What is it I can't find Why do I always need more more more Unless I go to the woods There I am at home.
Spend Time with Me
Sometimes she calls me over, She has this way of being so inviting, intriguing, impressive. To spend time we must have it, allow it, make it. What do you want to give your time to, or who? Moving so slowly, purposefully, thoughtfully She seems to have all the time in...
Texture
Richard Sera InspiredI walked into the room and saw a wall of steel. Followed the curve, that one I am chasingWondered what the artist was made ofto move ship wallsCame to the centerfelt safewrapped in steel.
Golden ratio
Sacred Geometry So there is a mathematical geometric pattern that repeats in Nature everywhere, I see it sometimes when I really focus on the curve of a pot as I am throwing it, I can press my finger into the center of the bottom and turn the wheel slowly to create...
Enjoy the process
The buddhist monks spend months on end scrubbing floors in the monasteries. Sure, the floor needs to be cleaned, but also there is a lesson in this. If a person could learn how to enjoy the process of the situation they are in, if they could accept and focus, really...
Just start writing…
As I spend many solitary hours in the studio creating forms and textures and colors that inspire me, I daydream of many many things. Most of the time I am up to my wrists in mud and when a seemingly grand idea pops up, it is soon forgotten in the ramble of constant...