The Very Foundations
There comes a point along the path where you just have to go it alone.
And by "alone" I do not mean by yourself, without support, without friends, without the comfort of being with someone. By "alone" I mean without the many experiences that may have wounded you and continue to haunt you. The experiences which give you pause, make you hesitate, send you running for that thing you do to make yourself feel better, whatever that is.
What would you do if you could leave all that baggage behind? Oh sure, keep your wisdom and strength and compassion and all the positive things which that stone of sadness seeded inside you. But if you could leave the weight of it - that coil of fear and insecurity and mistrust - what would you do?
We lost Mary Oliver this week. A woman whose words touched as hands cannot. I think of her now soaring in the ever-after, a stream of unfettered words and wisdom swirling in galactic vapors, freed from gravity. I am grateful for these weighty gifts she left behind.
1/21/2019 02:06:23 am
Thanks for the lovely poem by Mary Oliver. I must admit that I was not familiar with her poetry, and you are the second artist mentioning her poems, I love poetry. Love this figure in its simplicity. There was a challenge on art-work-living on FB that challenge to work 20 minutes on a painting, I am following https://www.instagram.com/laurellecidoncha/ take a look at the simplicity. Worth a look and try! It really would be wonderful if we could leave all that baggage... but HOW?
1/21/2019 11:04:13 am
Carol! Mary Oliver was such a poet....holy cow. Saddened by her passing, but so grateful for her gifts to the world.
1/21/2019 10:27:36 pm
I will certainly post when I take up the challenge
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