Posted in illustration, inspiration, tagged adventure, fae, faerie, illustration, inspiration, meditation on August 28, 2013| Leave a Comment »
is not such a bad place to be, if indeed that is where you find yourself.
The cool pools of shadow, the dense drifts of pine needles; it can be an ideal place to just sit and think. Part of the charm are all the little creatures with sharp little teeth and hungry little tummies. Remember to bring a jar of peanut butter and plenty of spoons to go round.
Posted in inspiration, tagged inspiration, meditation on May 1, 2013| Leave a Comment »
It’s a sad state of affairs to be sure.
I wish that I felt like this:
Lying around in a soft meadow, the warm sunlight on my face, the moist delectable smell of dirt rising up from under the grass, sniffing and occasionally eating a violet. A particularly good spring feeling that possibilities are endless and that life is truly fine.
Instead I am stuck here:
Right smack dab in a pricker bush. And worse, every time I start to crawl out and brush off; something bungs me right back in. Just lately while I’m lying there still stunned and thinking “What the bugger am I doing back here??” someone/thing kicks me in the head a few times for good measure. And they aren’t even considerate enough to wipe the mud off their boots first.
It’s a tiny bit hard to take. Still it is somewhat hopeful that I am persisting in my attempts to crawl out. If only hope were enough. Good thing I’m terribly stubborn.
Posted in film, inspiration, tagged film, meditation on February 8, 2012| 1 Comment »
Quite a few of the blogs I read have been doing a lot of posts about reflecting on the past, evaluating present priorities and working towards building the best year of work that is possible for that particular person.
I have been lying on the couch watching films. Especially this one:
Rivers and Tides (Working With Time). A stunning documentary about artist Andy Goldsworthy.
This film is an amazing, even revelatory experience. It takes me right into the heart of nature and time, connecting me to the rhythms of growth and the patterns of pulsing water. It is a reminder that everything is transitory, and that the most ephemeral of things have immense strength and beauty.
Watch it if you get even the remotest of chances.
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