August 13
Again.
Up late, into the wee hours. Then up later than usual, but it created a gentle morning. Breeze coming in from the summer window, fan off, but the blades still turning due to the breeze.
Up late, into the wee hours. Then up later than usual, but it created a gentle morning. Breeze coming in from the summer window, fan off, but the blades still turning due to the breeze.
Musing so deeply that this outer world seems oddly odd.
At lunch we saw Out of Africa, good to see it again.
Then.
Then.
The short drive to the cafe, rain, light, keep us to the car instead of the legs.
Crowded, tables available few, managed to find one near the window. Lovely.
Researching, images flooding in and being assimilated. In the grey of the day, light is always there. Hunting and gathering. allowing it to come in, being open to the new. Out of the box and inside the box, we look, what we see, we understand as we give distance to the time, the acceptance beyond the conventional traditional view. Art is the acceptance of divine light entering your sight and opening you to expand beyond the pre-conceived, ordinary view.
Sight lines, angles of penetration, angles of presentation, judgement released, movement allowed to flow. Acceptance. The Divine accepted in every moment, light seen. The canvas of the self stretches, folds into itself, accepting its desire to see and be seen. Viewing, an honor given and received.
Hope you accept the strange and different in your day, artfully.
2 comments:
Love this...it is that kind of day, tho somewhat different for me, but am able to move tasks that seemed daunting this weekend....thanks for the encouragement!
As always, thank you for reading and commenting. The encouragement is ours.
Thank you for in courage to be allowed, seen and accepted as Divine. ~ Clarity
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