by pbsartist | Mar 30, 2019 | OPENstudio
One’s capacity at the moment. A line of cars-so many SUVs in one place!-surround my hideaway. Being the only pilgrim squirreled away in the monastery guest house I suspect that all these mothers, fathers, caregivers, doing the carpool lane for the school have no...
by pbsartist | Mar 29, 2019 | OPENstudio
Taking flight~ The feelings that make us want to run away are buried treasure, full of energy and inspiration if we are willing to look. Madisyn Taylor I’m at St Walburg Monastery this morning. Writing from a corner desk in my corner room in this three-story house;...
by pbsartist | Mar 26, 2019 | OPENstudio
that struck me in the end cracked the cynical veneer flaked away the dried up stories the whys and because ofs the moon afterall is there afterall all after thoughts misplaced fingers pointed tired lines across my eyes distorted the rumble in my ears disturbed the...
by pbsartist | Mar 25, 2019 | OPENstudio
nor something unique to us either as we sit and chat wine in hand perched under blankets on the living room couch we do what generations of humans before us have done lament the passing days uplift the beauty of life experience and ache for more as we live out our...
by pbsartist | Mar 19, 2019 | OPENstudio
Sometimes graced Full Graceful More often just full And yet even more not full enough To struggle with the moment To fill to capacity what it holds so that it’s called a success for which do I strive I don’t know in honesty what that my truth is but I know it is...