The Traveler Returns....The Journey Goes On.
Welcome home tseka!!!
All is well.
Raven by Trina Schart Hyman
posted by jm at 2:24 AM
Tuesday, October 03, 2006
Welcome home tseka!!!
All is well.
Raven by Trina Schart Hyman
About Me
- Name: jm
I am a brilliant creation of the universe formed from the cosmic protoplasm sailing into eternity. I have two hands, two feet, a couple of great ears, and I'm clipping through life at a moderate pace; minding my p*s and q*s, crossing my t*s, dotting every i.
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6 Comments:
Synchronicity abounds again! I was just showing a friend of mine Tseka's paintings and telling her about her show, then we went to your site and look what's up!
Welcome home, tseka. You have lovely paintings. We saw several we wished we could afford.
good morning deerhearted friends, it is good to be sitting here with the sun on my back...tho i think my heart is still wrapped in fog's robe and my feet still pressing into cold wet sand walking on the southern Oregon beaches...i cannot remember the last time i could walk a long beach with not one other person in site. Magic.
JM i love the image of riding a raven soaring above the planet wouldn't that just be the best ride?!
Welcome back, tseka! Sounds like you have some new wonderful memories to treasure.
:-)
tho i think my heart is still wrapped in fog's robe and my feet still pressing into cold wet sand walking on the southern Oregon beaches...i cannot remember the last time i could walk a long beach with not one other person in site. Magic.
'sigh' sounds like pure bliss to me . . . something so primordial & energizing about walking at the edge of the surf....one of my all time favorite things to do, and what kept me sane living in So Cal in the early '80s. And where do we live!! So far inland that it takes a very stiff breeze to even bring a hint of salt air to us!!!
i cannot remember the last time i could walk a long beach with not one other person in site. Magic.
I think it was another lifetime for me, I've been landlocked for so long.
Maybe the raven is the one who can fly me out. Like Sinbad in the Valley of Diamonds!
I can definitely relate. :o) That's how it is at the lake where we have a standing invitation to visit. Not a soul to be seen along the beach except for anglers out in the middle of the water...
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