Category Gateways

the palpable silence of the unknowable

an ordinary day of being slammed with our walls

blooming into our lens…

true freedom is not truth…rather…a little edgy reality…

mirror, mirror on the wall, who’s the wisest of them all?

a brighter world seen in one flower, one breath, one awareness

sacred space…..the profound cave where our lives echo….

a simple joy mirrors the inner to the outer …..

standing on the pavement, feet burning, & looking up

chasing our tail & why letting go is the answer….

awakening, drifting in & out from the edge; being in the deep blue

the drudgery of the human condition…& yet, it’s a new day….

iconic discernment & our conflicts with meaning

wings & the visceral calm of seeking

deep winter cold….stark clarity & bare feet