The privilege of a lifetime
is being who you are.
……Joseph Campbell
the intangible insight into a creative life moves with an intricate depth of giving and receiving….finding our core values of heart and breadth….moving, shining, being straight on with our deepest knowing….
When God Wakes Up Inside of You
you’ll lift your head like a sun-
flower in a field where the drops
of dew have risen to the tips
of every blade of grass. You’ll be
a bead of iridescence
ready to be taken up in the air.
On the day God turns to you
those dark forest eyes,
you’ll find yourself in a theater
watching an opera of your life,
standing up and yelling,
I thought it was a tragedy!
I thought it was a tragedy!
And when She comes from her bath
perfumed and newly-robed do you
think you’ll ever get that grin off your face?
And when Her robe falls to the floor
(did I say, Hers? Did I mean His?)
The rest of the day, the rest of your life, you’ll see
those eyes everywhere,
looking into the architectures
of light. Then only dancing
will make sense,
breathing Her breath,
His, until you find yourself
looking out the irises
of every stranger’s eyes.
….Michael Sowder
Why does anybody tell a story? It does indeed have something to do with faith, faith that the universe has meaning, that our little human lives are not irrelevant, that what we choose or say or do matters, matters cosmically….Madeleine L’Engle

In the details, green becomes blue…..and sapphire, a peacock. Pink, the shade of baby shrimp and tortoise dreams. To pull open the doors is to remember new our knowing, a story not yet tested by the wait. May your days be glorious! ❤
these fine ‘wispies’ weave our stories with jewels and petals and fine imprinted bits of ourselves…..indeed, Bobbie, we dance in our woven shawls…..