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Mixed Media Artist, Contemplative Musician, Writer
I unwrapped my muffinfound something unexpected a perfect Brigid's Crossarms equal found something unexpectedin perfect balancearms equalequilibrium portrayed on a muffin wrapper in perfect balancea reminder, a confirmation of what life feels like right nowequilibrium portrayed on a muffin wrapperan integration of love, compassion, opportunity for growth a reminder, a confirmation of what life feels... Continue Reading →
the paintbrush is smallbecause I want tomake small marksrows of dotslike the aboriginesgoing walkabout each dot a new thoughtleading to lines of inquirylines of longinggo this waygo that waylines of inquiryrequiring more and moredotstiny marks of wondertiny marks of longingtiny splashes of storydots on multicoloured landscapeeach dot a day of lifeeach dot a new thoughtleading... Continue Reading →
I've never seen a morel in the wild. I heard a radio piece about them and wondered why I'd never seen one. How does one know where to forage?Then I looked down.They say you have to know if it's true or false.Because false morels are poisonous. Then I looked down.Beware the doppelgΓ€ngers that are redder,... Continue Reading →
"Music" by Anne Porter from Living Things: Collected Poems. Β© Steerforth Press, 2006. When I was a child I once sat sobbing on the floor Beside my motherβs piano As she played and sang For there was in her singing A shy yet solemn glory My smallness could not hold And when I was asked... Continue Reading →
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