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.
Gripped by Love!
Trippin’ down memory lane, finding new things along the path, and feeling hopeful for the future.
Read MoreChange, 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 MoreNothing is Solid ~ American Sentence 104 of 108
Time is everything and nothing
Read MoreInklings of Life (on Mars?) ~ American Sentence 103 of 108
David Bowie will forever be in my heart and consciousness.
Read MoreRugged Narcissism ~ American Sentence Day 102 of 108
more ripples in the collective
Read MoreTwilight Flight ~ American Sentence Day 101 of 108
Meanwhile, I was moseying along on my bicycle in this little mountain town – I found myself transported back to the east village – the food, the smells, the people, the clothes, the bookstores, the creative collaboration. Ah. The best of both worlds.
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!
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