by pbsartist | Dec 30, 2018 | OPENstudio
It was awkward at first I told myself not to respond to ignore the silly pull that had my arms begin to stretch out and my feet tumble a bit closer I’d gone five days without human contact silent for the duration except for the podcasts in my ears or the kitchen...
by pbsartist | Dec 25, 2018 | OPENstudio
I sat next to him, so to speak as next to as this place allowed. We didn’t know each other, hadn’t spent any other time together yet so much of me was pulled to him. The knit cap snuggly bunted on his head the sweater, like any sweater, yet so...
by pbsartist | Dec 19, 2018 | OPENstudio, pbsartist
This is day three of a six day series expressing my time, day by day, spent in silent retreat at Abbey of Gesthemani, December 10-17. Your essence is your wealth~ Day one: overriding sensation of anxiousness. A twisting of everything internal as well as a mind...
by pbsartist | Dec 18, 2018 | OPENstudio
This is day two of a six day series expressing my time, day by day, spent in silent retreat at Abbey of Gesthemani, December 10-17. It is 12:37. The clatter of silverware is married in the air with Gregorian chant gently piped in to break up the silent sound of...
by pbsartist | Dec 16, 2018 | OPENstudio
it crept up on me i got to learn solitude is not so much about being alone although of course it is that it is about discovery in the alone and what lives within when one is willing to let what is within live it is that knowing discovery that many times keeps us one...
by pbsartist | Dec 11, 2018 | OPENstudio
just now the mixer spinning the porcelain slug a drop swirled, swung, flung into my eye right there nothing I could do but stop I can not see. Motorcycle Diaries intended for the evening Pulse radio playing in the background Wax warming melting on the...
