a microscopic biopsy of snow and … | a falling perspective on how things change
Impermanence, failing falling thoughts, and climate change.
the feel of winter | a different kind of day
An ethereal drone in the distant soundscape. Approaching through the cold frost and winter mix. A different kind of day.
pre-light | and mint and tulips
There is a light that emerges within oneself that is not unlike a growing imagination and the scent of mint and tulips in spring.
the fall of thought
Finding that inner flame and pushing forward. I have been hanging around the house today, relaxing and listening to music. As I create this post I am listening to the ambient sounds of Chihei Hatakeyama’s Void IX and Oophoi’s An Aerial View. Tonight is a night of immersing myself into all things formed through sound, smell, art, healing, and stillness. I went online and found a great place to order a small quantity of Tibetan medicinal incense. So I got some for inner and physical healing. It’s quiet here. I wish I could spend more time in this soothing, reflective, and safe environment. Doing art, hanging out with the cats, looking out beyond the woods in the backyard. Haven’t really talked to anyone all day. Here in the interior rooms, it’s amazing how often that happens. Nothing here all day, but the fall of thought.
the interior rooms and the endless distance
A reflection of moments in time. Our interior rooms with the persistence of place and memory; beautiful and alarming, from past to present. And from attachment to freedom, we give thanks for the smallest of things such as breath and the endless distance.
the heart that only speaks for itself
In the curated conjecture of thoughts and emotions, the heart seeks refuge only in its own desires.
the curated conjecture of our thoughts
Even if things seem difficult now, know that all things are not always left behind in our interior rooms. But emerge within a museum of hopes and dreams.
walking along the trail, i found the east bay view
Lake Conestee, in Mauldin, South Carolina. The East Bay. A peaceful place to remind oneself of the fullness of life, sometimes.
the density of life, sometimes
Lake Conestee, May 27 th 12:35 pm. The sun was bright and beautiful, but there was a heavy sense of density about.
so full of life, sometimes
Lake Conestee in Mauldin, South Carolina on May 27th @ 12:30 pm. A quiet place to reflect on the fullness of life, sometimes.
the endless distance outside my window | dream two (2)
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I am immersed in a short film series entitled “Outside My Window | Dreams.” This is actually the second video in the series as I rework the first film. I cannot think of much to say about the series or this film at this moment. I just wanted to post it. I hope you, my readers, enjoy the shorter format and embrace the art.
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