Solve et Coagula
Originally posted on Stuart France:
* We live with hidden presences. The village street, its air heavy under the hot sun, its surface baked hard beneath our feet, is lined with dwellings. Vessels of the, as yet, unknown… Before we enter any one of these home-steads we are confronted by a labyrinth painted in brightly…
Originally posted on The Silent Eye:
? In Part One, we looked at how Arthur M. Young, a brilliant engineer and inventor, was fascinated by the ‘act of knowing’, and determined that there were four stages to this central part of our consciousness. This can be illustrated by the following search for what might be…
Originally posted on The Silent Eye:
You have probably never heard of him. He was an engineer by training. He was the primary inventor and developer of the Bell helicopter, which made the promise of point to point flight a reality – though it had been discussed for centuries beforehand. This inventor, engineer and scientist was…
This is my contribution to Frank Jansens weekly photo challenge. This weeks subject is Rose. Frank shared a rose that he overlaid special effects to, “create an explosion of energy to reflect the power that resides within each particle in the universe.” Of course, this resonated with me deeply and something I’ve been working on. […]
Read More DesireOriginally posted on Myths of the Mirror:
pixabay image I’ve posted about Chelsea Owens’ Terrible Poetry Contest before. It’s ridiculously fun, and I try to participate every chance I get. Well… this week I WON. Finally. After weeks of terrible effort. I’m so honored to be chosen as the terriblest poet among a bunch of…
Another fun prompt from Hélène Vaillant at Willow Poetry. Sneaky the cat, brought Paul his gloves and cap and said, “it is time to go, it’s just too cold!” “Go where?”, asked Paul. Sneaky standing tall said, “you don’t know? I told you before, my love is in Hawaii!” This went on for days, in […]
Read More Sneaky the CatOne of my favorite meditations is to sit out in the backyard and gaze at the roses. It reminds me of my Mother who loved roses and delighted in painting them with oil on canvas. She had a gorgeous rose garden. She would spend countless hours in her garden planting new bushes and pruning. These […]
Read More A Single Rose – Saturday Stream of Consciousness