blossoms through concrete |
Blossoms through Concrete
Once, 'swinging' through Paris on a coach, amidst the reveries of youthful travelling, my eyes danced blearily across a citadel of stone, not a squeak of green t...
Posted by on Wed, 27 Aug 2008 16:29:00 GMT |
awe in the clover of now |
Presently, we are all landed in the clover of now, resplendent in difference, yet all infused with the one sameness: living, breathing, being. I have just walked back in the sunlight from my storage u...
Posted by on Fri, 15 Feb 2008 01:30:00 GMT |
painting with spiders |
I have been out in the french country side painting walls, doors and window frames in a beautiful house (www.lemaurial.com)....each window frame spit- spotted with odd little markings blown in from ...
Posted by on Thu, 19 Jul 2007 02:42:00 GMT |
All miracle...... |
Those daze when nothing seemed so clear slip into days of crystalline awareness. Wordless messages zoom in from neverywhere, washing waves of understanding on to a soft sure shore. And yet, the more t...
Posted by on Sat, 16 Jun 2007 13:28:00 GMT |
a beautiful song, too soon gone |
Life sometimes seems to be easing along....soft with its beauty and with only the occasional and slightest ricochet. In some, I now realise, naïve pocket of my heart, I felt philosophical about death-...
Posted by on Mon, 28 May 2007 14:31:00 GMT |
to a beautiful song, now gone |
Life sometimes seems to be easing along....soft with its beauty, and with only the occasional and slightest ricochet. In some, I now realise, naive pocket of my heart, I felt 'philosop...
Posted by on Mon, 28 May 2007 00:40:00 GMT |
as I wasn't, past about me |
ever changing........my second version of about me becomes a blog..... 'about me' seems decreasingly relevant.......It's been coming for a while, but today I clearly realised this 'me' I may bang on a...
Posted by on Fri, 11 May 2007 20:02:00 GMT |
all a buzz |
Just yesterday I was sitting in a sundrenched florid garden in France- while fat and happy bees dive bombed in euphoria amongst the wisteria. A visitor mentioned that there are fresh migrations of kil...
Posted by on Wed, 25 Apr 2007 04:09:00 GMT |
topsy turvy ick yuks ville |
In topsy turvy ick yuks ville, its easy for us to define how things are as somehow WRONG- because it's all meant to be love and light - yeh? a truth is that the shadowlands are often plain uncomforta...
Posted by on Mon, 09 Apr 2007 10:04:00 GMT |
about me/my original blog |
The beauty of change- all of this is what I wrote about me when I kicked off in Myspace- but, as everyone knows, the one thing that is constant is change. So I have put this original copy in my b...
Posted by on Tue, 27 Mar 2007 05:17:00 GMT |
