Every dawn releases the deepest offerings of poetry and prayer.
- Diane
TAKE FLIGHT...
... for this is the year to soar!
- Diane
THE LIGHT
We are of LIGHT. We are the LIGHT.
Let it shine!
Winter Solstice 2015
FLEETINGLY BEAUTIFUL
It's all so fleetingly beautiful.
- Diane
Oh Brisk Morning...
... may we warm our hearts and slow our hurried ways.
- Diane
MAKE A DIFFERENCE
Just imagine what you could do with your life
if you truly believed it would ALL make a difference.
- Diane
Rain Fall
Let the rain fall where it will!
So grateful for the moisture here in California. It has been a dismal drought the last few years for the vegetation and wildlife (including the humans). I saw deers, rabbits, raccoons and even rats in my yard (which is unusual), looking for water and food to munch on this past summer and fall. No doubt, we are all dancing and rejoicing in the downpour.
PS: The rats got relocated back to their home in the hills via Ratinator - a wonderful live trap!
SCATTERED BEAUTY
among the fallen
scattered beauty
in the moment of leaving
such transformation
- Diane
WE RISE
from the ashes
we rise
battered
but not broken
and better
This year has been quite the odyssey for me. A metastasized cancer scare in the early months of 2015 left me with enough berries of wisdom to feed me for a lifetime. Indeed, an intense, personal experience and one that made crystal clear, the importance of my life’s pursuits - most importantly, be with the ones you love (for time is truly limited) and promptly go do whatever you’ve been putting off. Sounds cliche - it is - and yet, it is not.
So, for the last several months, I dropped out of the virtual world and have been letting my creativity flow wherever it wanted to meander. I worked with traditional art tools and eventually returned to the digital ones but with a new flair and renewed excitement for my art photography.
Thanks to all of you that have continued to follow me in my absence. I look forward to sharing my work with you again.
- Diane
NIGHT SHADOW
Forever flying in dreams, the night shadow.
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Awakened often in the middle of the night,
I am never sure but confident...
the shadow on the wall has wings.
- Diane
