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Watching this tribute I thought to myself, Where is the "vitality" of a man?
Is it in the art, the artifacts he or she creates, leaves behind. Or in the intensity and wellspring of being--the joy and the sparks of transformation one initiates through passion, through living presence.
The answer is not stable, but a movable feast.
And so, too are we.
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Miro "worked like a monk in the cell of a cathedral."
And are we "still" enough to witness, to see, to truly appreciate. All the gesture, the line, the color, the scented intensity of a pause, all of it meaning when attended. Our attenion fixes the heart there, into the gazed upon, the attention like a pulse feeling and feeding a fellow pulse, merging with it, a moment. stilling.
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a.) self portrait (i am the water splurg-l-ing all over)
b.) a new smile yoga teacher
c.) our natural state of being
d.) all of the above
found here
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+ enjoyed these Peter Skubic, Jewlery
+ also, Mari Ishikawa
+ tornado damage from Alabama last week (move mouse over images to see the earth shift
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Peace and blessings and if i could package up this temperate spring air today i send it with all the honeysuckle it sweetly carries through local time and space.
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