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February 18th, 2013
Sea Of Emotion
Just as a warm smile makes you glow inside
And washes through you like an incoming tide
That travels over sandy footprints and then recedes
Leaving no trace of or evidence that someone had passed that way
So my pain does recede
Just as a hurtful word makes your anger grow
And washes through you like a winters tide on the turn
With crashing waves rushing forward headlong into a seawall
And sending its spray wide, so the anger courses through my body,
Just as a gentle hand upon my shoulder sends peaceful reassurance
And washes through my heart like the sea gently lapping on the shore
Its tranquil sound lulls my senses and brings the peace of a calm seashore
Just as when someone gives a departing wave and leaves you
A sad and empty feeling washes through you like a tide that swiftly withdraws
From the shore to the horizon and disappears from sight,
Leaving a Stretch of sand empty and desolate, but knowing that just as the tide will turn
And once again these waves will wash upon the shore
So too my sad emptiness will only be for a while
And once again you will return like an incoming tide and make me smile.
Frieda Hewitt
February 17th, 2013
Kaleidoscope 2013 by Drea Jensen
Being young can be like looking through a kaleidoscope; we see only the beauty and don’t question the things that may confuse others.
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“I said to myself, I have things in my head that are not like what anyone has taught me – shapes and ideas so near to me – so natural to my way of being and thinking that it hasn’t occurred to me to put them down. I decided to start anew, to strip away what I had been taught.”
~ Georgia O’Keeffe
February 14th, 2013
Tie Your Heart At Night To Mine, Love
by Pablo Neruda
Tie your heart at night to mine, love,
and both will defeat the darkness
like twin drums beating in the forest
against the heavy wall of wet leaves.
Night crossing: black coal of dream
that cuts the thread of earthly orbs
with the punctuality of a headlong train
that pulls cold stone and shadow endlessly.
Love, because of it, tie me to a purer movement,
to the grip on life that beats in your breast,
with the wings of a submerged swan,
So that our dream might reply
to the sky’s questioning stars
with one key, one door closed to shadow.
February 10th, 2013
Playground ~ Art Inspired by Childhood: paintings that explore childhood memories and the concept of play.
“All water has a perfect memory and is forever trying to get back to where it was.” ~ Toni Morrison
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February 4th, 2013
Ralph Waldo Emerson: “Allow yourself to trust joy and embrace it. You will find you dance with everything.”
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January 22nd, 2013
I am excited to be working with local art teachers on this project.
January 21st, 2013
Prayer
By David Abram
May a good vision catch me
May a benevolent vision take hold of me, and move me
May a deep and full vision come over me, and burst open around me
May a luminous vision inform me, enfold me.
May I awaken into the story that surrounds,
May I awaken into the beautiful story.
May the wondrous story find me;
May the wildness that makes beauty arise between two lovers
arise beautifully between my body and the body of this land,
beween my flesh and the flesh of this earth,
here and now,
on this day,
May I taste something sacred.
January 12th, 2013
The Waking
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I feel my fate in what I cannot fear.
I learn by going where I have to go.
We think by feeling. What is there to know?
I hear my being dance from ear to ear.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
Of those so close beside me, which are you?
God bless the Ground! I shall walk softly there,
And learn by going where I have to go.
Light takes the Tree; but who can tell us how?
The lowly worm climbs up a winding stair;
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
Great Nature has another thing to do
To you and me, so take the lively air,
And, lovely, learn by going where to go.
This shaking keeps me steady. I should know.
What falls away is always. And is near.
I wake to sleep, and take my waking slow.
I learn by going where I have to go.
― Theodore Roethke, The Collected Poems
