by pbsartist | May 24, 2020 | OPENstudio
Listen to me when I cry out hear me when I speak surely I can trust this to be so anymore in the life I am living you take care of the ones who stay the course you say you watch over the wellbeing of those doing their best to live in alignment with your greater truth...
by pbsartist | May 19, 2020 | OPENstudio
Like a contented baby in their crib newly woken transfixed by the light glinting off the dust motes knowing without thinking peace mommy will come. or a crab, scuttled under the ocean-bottom sand keening in anticipation of passing dinner. Waiting in peace in...
by pbsartist | May 17, 2020 | OPENstudio
I know so many will not believe. I don’t even know what it is I am hoping they believe in. All I know is that if enemies arise for my efforts here, and they will, I ask only that I believe enough to not be shaken from my passion. To hold my brush over the surface of...
by pbsartist | May 12, 2020 | OPENstudio
It happens right here, walking. No reaching for untethered shorelines. No seeking safe-harbour others have written about in travel pamphlets. Right here as I sit, tea in cupped hands, dog curled tight at my feet, birds singing life into the rising light it is only and...
by pbsartist | May 10, 2020 | OPENstudio
Why can we not, they not, let it be? Why must we humans rally to prove or disprove, Where really all we need to do is listen, and go on to Being the best we can be, based on the call which Only this listening supplies? Today this day once again, God I do my best to...
