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State of Mind
What I try to portray when doing wall quilts is an understanding of a time that may not exist in our time frame but does exist in memory. It may be of our memory locked in our memory vault or belong to our ancestors. It may not matter at all. But when the memory comes…
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Perspectives
There is a need I see and hurry to respond to before calamity mounts and doubles the work. You are driven by forces different than mine and your gaze dismisses the need I see. Your eyes focus instead on another sight which my eyes fail to see; completely outside my frame of reference. How is…
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Found Courage
I ask, Where did you find your courage? On what tree was it hanging that you could reach up and pluck it from its hiding place to wear as epaulettes on your shoulders? The children whisper during the night, saying their Aves to each other, hoping they will grow into courage with a red badge…
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We Can Go Home
When you have swum the rapids and come to shore, stood on the sand and found yourself upright . . . what more can there be? Perhaps, only to sing an aria from a heart overwhelmed by a love researching his own heart. . . only to find newborns who are the best of blends…
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When Love Was Hatched
If it seems all is lost, think back, when love was hatched and gave birth. . . . . to dreams of wonder and of light to make bright the darkest corner and gave us fine sons and daughters we loved into Being. We sought for dreams to outlet talents hidden between fields of mind.…
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New Surroundings
To those of you who have been following my blog and wondering when or if I would return, we are now established in our new surroundings in St. Johns, Florida. Driving into the southern parts of these United States from West Virginia down, I could only find one word to describe my beloved evergreens in…
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The Final Gesture
Tell me what you want to hear and I will say it. But do not ask me what I think, for I will tell you. The time for play, for games has passed and already written legibly, are the words no eye intent upon seeing will miss, or ears intent upon hearing will fail to…
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A Human Drama
People are wonderful but persons are an annoyance. Our so called ‘love of people’ serves to hide our very limited love of persons. When we cannot love persons, what good to say we love people? It costs nothing to love the world. It cost much to love the ones sharing your space, your pocketbook and…
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Beggar’s Prayer
I come with the Grace of all those I beseech, quietly. In all names holy. My work, done with love, in prayerful attendance to life, to acknowledge the birdsong extolling the morning and awakening the sun in triumph over night. Sending the mist to dissipate over the Mount, to nudge the sleeping sages into activity,…
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Wrongful Death
We have put so much faith in the medical profession but they ultimately cannot deliver us from death. Oftentimes in our western culture, agonies are prolonged as surrounding relatives make their peace with what a very wise teacher once said to a student, the only thing you have to do is die. The homework is…