by pbsartist | Nov 10, 2020 | OPENstudio
They say it will fade with time I know it is true of things like fractions from fifth grade and the boy who had a crush on me in high school. It has been two years. Threshold stands open and feet ready to step through. Yet, there is nothing. No weighted breath comes...
by pbsartist | Nov 8, 2020 | OPENstudio
Passion can burn. But burn burns out. When one is so sure, so assured, then wakes to a new day lost and confused, what has one got? Where is the truth? How does one go onto be when it appears as if everything is nothing and no thing can enlighten. What then is the...
by pbsartist | Nov 3, 2020 | OPENstudio
My creative life more than I love cooperating with my own oppression. So says Clarissa but really is it so? Is this life I call a creative one necessary to my everyday existence and if I deem it so, how then am I contributing to the banishment of these negative...
by pbsartist | Nov 1, 2020 | OPENstudio
I don’t care what others can say about me. I don’t care how impactful I’ve been in lives. I don’t care if I have done. I need to do. I need to evolve and show up, fresh inspiration, new insight, abundant influence. I cannot survive this rest of life unless there is...
by pbsartist | Oct 27, 2020 | OPENstudio
Merton, Buechner, Nouwen; Gibran, Tolstoy, Frankl, and Hafiz. A handful I list but there are more to fill rivers and valleys with words and statements. All of them worthy of repeat. Or at least of a moments pause. Who am I to do anything more than read along, pause...
by pbsartist | Oct 25, 2020 | OPENstudio
I am baking today. A birthday cake. To me. I will share it with whomever enters, whomever crosses the threshold and enters my soul. I will share it, but first you must come. First you must ask yourself, do you trust, can you be truthful, and can you come, knock, and...
