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Using art-making to create intuitive flow. Reading intuition and saying YES. Asking. Part One: How one person heals himself from chronic pain. Part Two: The call of the NOW.
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255. Two about light and you
The flowers grow in all kinds of shapes The light in the flowers Is your light The light in all things Is your light Every little speck of dust Is a door The door is always open Come, go thr...
254. Inviting beauty to look at pain
As you see The areas overlap And struggle with each other For control of the same space And what if they knew That the same space Is open and given to every one of them With no limitations A...
253.About the stones
The big stones That were uprooted That were torn away From their heavy comfort The loose stones That everybody fears Know already Even as they slowly turn And are about to fall With a thump ...
I thought these lines would be the skeleton, to which I’d add pencil lines of many details. But it looked finished and full of mystery. If I saw a big painting like this in a museum, I’d be ...
251. This too will be
You can probably tell From my vibes I see the reality in my dream Collapsing And there is something interesting About the space that opens Maybe you can see that too It feels alive Maybe mor...
250.From a moon’s eye
My father lived at the top On the right This is after he died I came to live on the rocks Where you can see the lake I sit on a bench The evening comes like love I let myself feel the evenin...
Which direction do you grow? To where the joy will take me. What do you hold on to? Nothing. And who is looking at you? I alone look at me. There is nobody else Anywhere.Filed under: evolvin...
248. A second reading
What else can we see in this painting? The colors in the architectural area on the right side are warm and feel comfortable with each other. The colors in the man are colder and more contras...
247. For this time
In some place Like in so many others For this moment The plant is attached to the tip of the world The balance of flat and broken and empty Of dots and leaves and feathers Depends on One v...
246. I just stopped
I just stopped at some point There was no point in going on The message was in how it could go on Forever.Filed under: evolving, healing, identification, Infinite space, Intuition, making ar...
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