It has been a while since I wrote in ‘mysophistgarden’. Mostly because I was writing somewhere else.
Category: simple joy
… run out of words…
A journal, a book, a series of pages: I don’t know. What do you think?
Make a wish
….13.5 billion years ago you began as a part of a big bang in a vacuum that expanded through all time and space and became light and dark, day and night, stars, moons, planets and all manner of things.
Two Rooms
To feel safe you have to be able to stand in the darkness and be present.
sound of connection?
It came out of the conversation…. when is a vibration sound?
Light within spaces, stories of being.
The telling of story made an appearance in my thinking this morning. I know it has been a while since I have written in here but quiet is also good for a person and I needed a little. My art work had become predictable and felt like it wasn’t where I was at. New came…
Light Dancing
In a park on an autumn day a while back I watched butterflies doing the butterfly dance through beams of filtered light among the trees and it was exquisite light dancing. The effect of light dancing upon the wings of butterflies of ordinary beauty made them into something entirely spectacular as their colours changed in…
Today I will be quiet and listen…..
It would be so easy to think that this simply means don’t speak out loud! I wish it were as straight forward as that.
Today I will allow kindness to me….
Today I will accept, receive and allow kindness to me. I know there is some redundancy in repeating with subtle word changes the same idea….if you are like me it is necessary! They say charity begins at home and we should love ourselves, so kindness that is for me should begin with me. Well today…
Today I will blow bubbles in the morning….and smile. They always make me smile, bubbles in the morning. Well, any time of the day really but in the morning they are special. When you watch a bubble suspended on the air currents it can seem like magic. Maybe it is there. The swirling of the surface…
Today I will….
Today I will be a blessing: To bless some is to, in my world view, is to let goodness flow, pay it forward and backward and sideways from what you have and who you are. It is an action.
Stepping to the side and reflecting.
I coloured in today and it was hard…not because the image was complex but because to colour in my own images means I am taken inside to the places I was at when I drew the image. I guess it it probably like that when authors read their memoirs aloud or a musician plays music…
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