all the many, many things busy little birds will tell.
All the songs and mimicry woven through time to entice, sway or glorify.
Such a captivating spell.
And how, sometimes,
away from the flock,
being out on a limb of Love in the great cosmos of the unknown,
listening to the silent ripple of resonance,
I see the miracle, matrix of living creation staring back at me,
do not be afraid.
I’ll be going quiet through the solar eclipse, maybe a bit beyond.
Seems a little funny to say that, as I’ve been a bit quiet in public spaces most of this year… and yet, there is some rapid, strong energy moving around, and a couple of projects I need to finish up.
Time to be grounded, present, listen within, stretch limbs into real-time touch and creation.
Sending love and blessings to you, sweet reader.
Be creative, be well, and Shine On,
The above spread is a mixed-media contemplative page in one of my altered book art journals, using a print of ‘old’ art, acrylics, pastels, high-flows, inks and various gel and paint pens. My personal process is highly intuitive in approach, and the contemplation/musing is inspired by what happens on the page.