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a deed
the planting of a seed
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The Smile
Walking the smile.......
Light
In the soft light of the muses
THE GIFT
Contact
Seeing
Beyond the confines & parameters
The Tree of Life
Touching the Core
the footprints.....
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TheEssence of Light......
Inside Each One---The Essence of Light
THE CIRCLE OF HANDS
ALL IS ALWAYS ONE.......
SEEING & BELIEVING
IN THE LINE OF SIGHT
THE LINE
IN BETWEEN BREATHS
THE FLIGHT
DISCOVERING THAT WE ARE EARTHBOUND IN BODY ALONE
WISDOM
A VISION.......
SEEING WHAT IS TO BE SEEN
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perfection is never perfect.......
concrete footprints
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2 comments:
This is such a simple and timeless truth....AND YET to see it written here like this...for some reason it slammed into me afresh and I felt the power of it's truth. It's the way you have written the truth and the photo that goes with it.
It reminded me of on day walking along a sidewalk in a major city, with hundreds of rushing people tramping by, and I happen to glance down and see a single blade of grass growing in a crack in the concrete. And amazingly no one had stepped on that tiny piece of truth, that reminder of our origins...Mother Earth. She speaks to us even through the the concrete.
robin,
The picture was taken on my patio--the head on the wall was lying around for a while and with the bonsai tree, it came alive and spoke..
thank you namaste
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