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Category Archives: Visons and Visages
Images seen from our eyes, seek for the soul. Even a daily doodle, a long attempted drawing, all as seen take a step in a dance of collective hope.
Love is a Verb
In love there are valleys and peaks… in order to get to the peaks you must climb out of the valleys together Because love is a verb. It is an action you take together. Paige Stewart Photo Cred: Anna Jones Continue reading
Falling Together
“If I fall, will you catch me?” asked the earth. “Yes,” resounded the sky. “I will hold you forever and kiss every part of you and we may fall but always together.” That is how we will heal the world, the salve of time has always been love. Paige Stewart Photo Cred: Anna Jones Continue reading
Perched on a Season
Seek for me at dawn find me perched on a season I am spruce needles, coarse bark and the copper scent of rain drenched red clay I am the silence in which all of this unfolds Paige Stewart Photo Credit: Anna Jones Continue reading
Seek for Love
Your task is not to seek for love, but merely to seek and find all the barriers within yourself that you have built against it. ~Rumi~ Photo Credit: Anna Jones Continue reading
Easily Captured
My beauty is not easily captured for it resides in me and I carry it with me everywhere I go. photo credit: Anna Jones Photography Continue reading
Needs Reminding
“Do you see me?” asked the Sky. “You are all I see.” replied the Mountain Cause even the Sky forgets its greatness and needs to be reminded how vast it really is. Photo credit: Anna Jones Photography Continue reading
So perfect and so holy
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Take thousands of years off my shoulders?
. Take a thousand years off my shoulders Up, out and off of my soul so that I can do and be exactly who I want and am. Peel back the paint, the layers of a million odd moments so that I too can be free. If freedom is to choose without guilt or … Continue reading
To fade or to bloom
It is at the in between stages that we are most vulnerable. Unable to distinguish if we are ripe to bloom or fading with each day. Continue reading
The Calm & The Current 