Fragments of Samsara
Mandala painting by Jill Sans.
sam·sa·ra
/səmˈsärə/
the cycle of death and rebirth to which life in the material world is bound.
Category: art
Change, Art, and Meaning across Generations
This week, I posed for three local artists after taking quite a long break from the work. I had forgotten how my mind sort of spins as my body becomes a landscape. There is a shift in my perception, like I am taking in light.
Read MoreInklings of Life (on Mars?) ~ American Sentence 103 of 108
David Bowie will forever be in my heart and consciousness.
Read More“You just keep doing your work . . . ” Patti Smith – Music Monday
What is your calling?
Read Moresterile (mis)conception
To be human is to be creative – whether we are conscious of it or not.
Read Moreall my love ~ American Sentence ~ Day 100 of 108
I write letters, he picks flowers – we both put them in places where we least expect them.
Read MoreDo Da Da Do Do DO DO – Yeah!
life is so groovy! dance, dance, dance! and love, love, love!
Read Moreturning doubt around ~ Day 99 of 108 American Sentence
I am free to do all the I want to do! Wow!
Read Morelove letter to America ~American Sentence Day 97 of 108
“…There was a big high wall there that tried to stop me
Sign was painted, it said private property
But on the back side it didn’t say nothing
This land was made for you and me…”
~ Woodie Guthrie
Read MoreThe Hermit ~ April Fool’s Journey
Day 10: Who am I, REALLY?
Read MoreEarly Morning Fire ~ American Sentence Day 94 of 108
I drift between wakefulness and sleep from around 3 to 4 am until about 5:30 – I fall back to sleep until 6, when my alarm goes off. It’s better when I surrender – maybe take a cool shower and then, drift in and out of sleep, thinking of dreams,
and noticing.
What my ex-husband told me – American Sentence Day 92 of 108
I firmly believe that fun is essential for our survival and evolution!
Run away from anyone who poo-poos fun. Most definitely run away from anyone who shames you!
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