petals along a long road (poem)
petals along a long road petals drip, and shine, pink folded, wet in sunlit rose, filling and sighing, an orgy of moist lips, nipped hips, stem to sepal, a gleam of flower, misted along a long road #flower #poem #poet #poetry #Bremeracosta
Living with Gratitude
Gratitude can be practiced, sacredly remembered and said. Rather than clinging to possessions, previous relationships, reputation, money, or struggling to relive old memories, gratitude is the antidote to greed. Be mindful of this moment, of all that has transpired to bring you here. Do not judge yourself for where you are now but be thankful for what you have. Your total path is not known, even to you. What has been given to you will go away: youth, family, friends, money, b
Drawings: Shaman/Bob Ross Landscape
#drawing #sketch #illustration #art #shaman #landscape
New Updates: Writing, Drawing, Photography
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Power of Myth (book review)
Our dreams are private myths and our myths are public dreams. Each represents the gods within us, the energies that writhe in conflict and come together in harmony. Our stories, told in different cultures and times, are born in us and change as we change. They show us our paradoxical natures. They guide us as we cross deep into the dark forest to find light. Sometimes the public myths will match our private ones. We will have teachers for our internal journeys who can interpr
Rainbow and Mountains
#photography #mountains #rainbow #nature #chesapeakebay #Appalachian #hiking
sixteen haiku
“ A haiku is not just a pretty picture in three lines of 5–7–5 syllables each. In fact, most haiku in English are not written in 5–7–5 syllables at all — many are not even written in three lines. What distinguishes a haiku is concision, perception and awareness — not a set number of syllables. A haiku is a short poem recording the essence of a moment keenly perceived in which Nature is linked to human nature. As Roland Barthes has pointed out, this record neither describes no
