by pbsartist | Jul 20, 2022 | OPENstudio
it is said is seeking me but shouldn’t then we find each other seeking finding way to join forces how do we know so much yet live so shallow if it’s true this way to life is supposed to be wrapped in divinity
by pbsartist | Jul 18, 2022 | OPENstudio
Mirabai Starr’s translation of John of the Cross’s Glosa a lo Divino today hit me squarely This ‘refrain’ especially: There is only one thingfor which I would risk everything: an I-don’t-know-whatthat lies hiddenin the heart of the...
by pbsartist | Jul 16, 2022 | OPENstudio
interior trust let what I feel deeply be real without thinking worldly ways are more real, anymore the ‘get out there’ motivational platform is not the ‘only’ way to go being quiet, not leaving a sound, being with oneself in a small space...
by pbsartist | Jul 14, 2022 | OPENstudio
I really would like to store this into memory like a computer hit ‘save’ so that at the tap of a fingertip I can remember. The sensation. The feel. The light explosion of my heart. The purity of birdsong the temperature just right the breeze cascading...
by pbsartist | Jul 12, 2022 | OPENstudio
I’d like to think I am above assessing my value by world standards of worth money- time- spent. I am no different. I was born to this and 20,235 days 485, 649 hours- that’s half a million! and bank accounts with my name to twelve at one time or another...
by pbsartist | Jul 10, 2022 | OPENstudio
The mailman always smiles, waves, gives me my mail without using the box if I am out. Last year we stopped over the wall and spoke for awhile about the difficulty of his daughter not getting to go back to school yet, and the lingering weight of balancing life this...
