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<u><span style="background-color: yellow;"><span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Love affairs</span></span></span></u><br />
<br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">Well I think 3.5 years away is long enough. </span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">I've been making these lil diddies in my absence. </span></span><br />
<span style="font-size: small;"><span style="font-family: Times,"Times New Roman",serif;">After 42 months of computers, spreadsheets and 16-hour days, I'm ready to turn my attention back to art. These babies will be running themselves by this November, and I return to Paris. Poet, painter, photographer, filmmaker...these will be my new titles. It's really been too long. Sometimes Love affairs bring us back to ourselves. Reading together, being old people, road trips...remind me of how sensitive we are. In the quiet. In the stillness. </span></span><br />
<br />*maranda*http://www.blogger.com/profile/14283672054753117694noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7847902545013254099.post-5352626519513248102011-12-22T23:38:00.002-06:002011-12-22T23:42:18.347-06:00ORIGIN just went national at Whole Foods<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjj35WFlURLqclOO8NhSJYsBVMkBfD0flAxgULihhmZmC8RK3Ld2S0Y3TG3NgGQTwub50p1MrEhthXbs2itkbtUokaGyNuzArP1AAhAkdtygttoq2m3vEzFPkcBGrzGiaabmDloUm0i_E/s1600/shivaseane.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgjj35WFlURLqclOO8NhSJYsBVMkBfD0flAxgULihhmZmC8RK3Ld2S0Y3TG3NgGQTwub50p1MrEhthXbs2itkbtUokaGyNuzArP1AAhAkdtygttoq2m3vEzFPkcBGrzGiaabmDloUm0i_E/s320/shivaseane.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689194178982055858" /></a><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQoEcgemYkYIrViIKdgk2aX_Lpq1owkCrkLh5-vC_TpLx6ZCDA4P6-yky3Q1-kaJGrfWsW4VilhSzLxUbcp-g3cVKGBZwsVGQD4y8lfIADLbEZUBP5mEUa7dmIz2N5mLfgWZ9jpxDjd9I/s1600/yoko+dec+2011+cover.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiQoEcgemYkYIrViIKdgk2aX_Lpq1owkCrkLh5-vC_TpLx6ZCDA4P6-yky3Q1-kaJGrfWsW4VilhSzLxUbcp-g3cVKGBZwsVGQD4y8lfIADLbEZUBP5mEUa7dmIz2N5mLfgWZ9jpxDjd9I/s320/yoko+dec+2011+cover.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689194173083571970" /></a>What a year! The last post was announcing my new publication. This one is announcing that it's just gone national. Our fourth issue is now on stands across the national at Whole Foods. We'll be growing to other major national retailers next issue. what a glorious, bumpy, 20-hour days kinda ride. Thank you for your love and support these last 9 months. <div><br /></div><div>Maranda</div><div><br /></div>*maranda*http://www.blogger.com/profile/14283672054753117694noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7847902545013254099.post-2315131947598759322011-04-28T03:00:00.005-05:002011-04-28T03:18:27.397-05:00Join us this Sunday May 1st. My magazine's release Party.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8DdCAO_Vqmji3nOT1XZqodI97vRvOfPOE4bK6quR9E4sp_OsCCecOMQSz7nrriTryHeiNfc-3rfjrLPJxgc5r3SmJSBrCki8agJjOZmHTRpyjfJCLSUV-mBJkZ3jR9RK9Cgc9-oM-KG8/s1600/origincover-art14.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 248px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi8DdCAO_Vqmji3nOT1XZqodI97vRvOfPOE4bK6quR9E4sp_OsCCecOMQSz7nrriTryHeiNfc-3rfjrLPJxgc5r3SmJSBrCki8agJjOZmHTRpyjfJCLSUV-mBJkZ3jR9RK9Cgc9-oM-KG8/s320/origincover-art14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600545707622339378" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG6pf3qCQm1K_tDDGO7BTR5i-pDtpYC8y31TTovMyufsVH13lQs1Jp7mpF76Oubk_qklu3hylO6mu_dy75NVP7iftVvPgYXLOvHv1Xsvzv6Xim8oYO8mqS4bw3hiy37AnrveG8MWqKeWY/s1600/duncancover_web2%25282%2529.jpg"><img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjG6pf3qCQm1K_tDDGO7BTR5i-pDtpYC8y31TTovMyufsVH13lQs1Jp7mpF76Oubk_qklu3hylO6mu_dy75NVP7iftVvPgYXLOvHv1Xsvzv6Xim8oYO8mqS4bw3hiy37AnrveG8MWqKeWY/s320/duncancover_web2%25282%2529.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600545703143976786" border="0" /></a><br />Oh where to begin? What a crazy amazing ride. I've just published a Split Cover 152-page Conscious, Arts+Culture magazine launching in 6 cities this week. It's 3am...so this will be a quicky. Come join us this Sunday on the rooftop of Whole Foods for our Austin release Party. 1000 of our closest friends, music, performers, artists, yoga studios and Organizations...dancing, celebrating, connecting 2-6pm. Whole Foods + 20 other awesome companies are sponsoring. Christina Sell will be leading the largest free yoga class Austins seen from 4-5pm.<br /><br />Deepak Chopra, Daniel Pinchbeck, Seane Corne, DJ Spooky, Dead Prez + 25 other national columnists have joined us the origin family.<br /><br />We are in 150+ locations in Austin. Houston. Dallas and now we are headed to LA, San Fran, and NY. Thanks for your love and support through this process of birth, loving and creating.<br /><br />I'll be throwing book release parties for Ana Forrest and Christina Sell within the next 2 months and working with Ted.com to create Origin's own conference and video/interactive website and channel featuring innovators/speakers/leaders.<br /><br />originmagazine.com<br />editor@originmagazine.com<br /><br />love really does win.*maranda*http://www.blogger.com/profile/14283672054753117694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7847902545013254099.post-18997836513766666762011-02-17T11:47:00.006-06:002011-03-20T19:17:37.314-05:00Origin Magazine.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1EWUYlBhfpGbR3M1OJobvWKjbwaYk6zGVYOEFnh683XsYzHmELL0lyr2FVftQfeL-X80kPL2187AkPzJY4tefSPdiFqPjZFi8TGScxh2dnY0Eph3TFhFnnH9KBGWxpcxf1CaBLqPqCco/s1600/duncancover2+%25281%2529.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 247px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1EWUYlBhfpGbR3M1OJobvWKjbwaYk6zGVYOEFnh683XsYzHmELL0lyr2FVftQfeL-X80kPL2187AkPzJY4tefSPdiFqPjZFi8TGScxh2dnY0Eph3TFhFnnH9KBGWxpcxf1CaBLqPqCco/s320/duncancover2+%25281%2529.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5586319689973315122" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><u><br /></u></span></div><br /><div> We are a 90+page, full color publication, featuring Influential National+Local Contributors. We are focused on Art+Culture, Yoga, Film, Music, Technology, Eco/Sustainability, organic health and personal growth featuring articles you'll actually want to read. We hit stands April 15th in Austin.Houston.Dallas and San Fran and L.A April 30th. Check out our amazing list of contributors+world class photographers on our site. </div><div><br /></div><div>What a year it has already been! </div><div>I'd love to hear from you with your ideas for topics. contributors. stories.</div><div>Maranda</div><div>originmagazine.com</div><div><br /></div>*maranda*http://www.blogger.com/profile/14283672054753117694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7847902545013254099.post-364134467041608292011-01-23T05:56:00.011-06:002011-01-23T06:08:30.109-06:00New Commissioned Work. Austin City Lofts. W Hotel Residencies.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIIganQD5q4oLBaKbxzy4_hsHap7asjMz4ePWFwpttALvUnNgLZ51I5VKzH42m2N9WgchJpFK5gEjBI6zUoM24s9h76IoDJ_7GYN3BLYIMzPgSy1xmJFd85opyq8LpTD67TLiA2vqGIWg/s1600/PICT0010.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiIIganQD5q4oLBaKbxzy4_hsHap7asjMz4ePWFwpttALvUnNgLZ51I5VKzH42m2N9WgchJpFK5gEjBI6zUoM24s9h76IoDJ_7GYN3BLYIMzPgSy1xmJFd85opyq8LpTD67TLiA2vqGIWg/s320/PICT0010.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565349551155886578" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimppWpbgnztuIO0IYQRZg3_LE1QHKBWeG2BS1W5cr0YoSGTxqLUdcAYUN-sVKcizy-ny-Ik5lgnyHmhI6eW1CzevgVwoh6XghEUI1p2ZDHWxoWHcBk6o6AQiexJYyf0fx25xUAW-LxGbM/s1600/PICT0013.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEimppWpbgnztuIO0IYQRZg3_LE1QHKBWeG2BS1W5cr0YoSGTxqLUdcAYUN-sVKcizy-ny-Ik5lgnyHmhI6eW1CzevgVwoh6XghEUI1p2ZDHWxoWHcBk6o6AQiexJYyf0fx25xUAW-LxGbM/s320/PICT0013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565349549173102050" border="0" /></a><br />(client photos).<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSLB7oStbmZGMeco22e_erxTAx1sQL8HJ6NxFltj6ekg6QvVUGrZpJhiEs0C4e32tJAOk1gXA6y0dzHzjjPBR95G4z9D-Su3Pp2em8GI7EGDn0GgGjo45k_96tosjsugn9whOP7AJtATg/s1600/PICT0016.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgSLB7oStbmZGMeco22e_erxTAx1sQL8HJ6NxFltj6ekg6QvVUGrZpJhiEs0C4e32tJAOk1gXA6y0dzHzjjPBR95G4z9D-Su3Pp2em8GI7EGDn0GgGjo45k_96tosjsugn9whOP7AJtATg/s320/PICT0016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565349538900142226" border="0" /></a>*maranda*http://www.blogger.com/profile/14283672054753117694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7847902545013254099.post-75135544587461728842011-01-23T05:45:00.006-06:002011-01-23T11:00:06.851-06:00New Commissioned Pieces. The Royalton. Houston.Texas<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMPDou0SurE36r8jDU8Ix40piZgfliJUw8ltKwJwrxSqI5uXTxm3e4mNzZhH_XzgMkEpZw_BIrPhXpyspwfvJZGdtuGCVlKA6cu1ZE9q1qutGRgEcehyphenhyphenZFF-zCuwbhb6mZQtjHs6WZCUY/s1600/IMG_0052.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhMPDou0SurE36r8jDU8Ix40piZgfliJUw8ltKwJwrxSqI5uXTxm3e4mNzZhH_XzgMkEpZw_BIrPhXpyspwfvJZGdtuGCVlKA6cu1ZE9q1qutGRgEcehyphenhyphenZFF-zCuwbhb6mZQtjHs6WZCUY/s320/IMG_0052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565346591726653026" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9KAbgSs4akvzKRg8FOMLdjhDYJrxM79O8qBoNfkb0XflbdCaiAy30V4ZGu7gl2ZXSh_fKXQEx04sxLIOG1qcDf8zbSp17UQgMyT1VVQ_Sk1vcOO9-v9gU9p2C3hU55DlnJ3d7ZjCjKtI/s1600/IMG_0053.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh9KAbgSs4akvzKRg8FOMLdjhDYJrxM79O8qBoNfkb0XflbdCaiAy30V4ZGu7gl2ZXSh_fKXQEx04sxLIOG1qcDf8zbSp17UQgMyT1VVQ_Sk1vcOO9-v9gU9p2C3hU55DlnJ3d7ZjCjKtI/s320/IMG_0053.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565346587766943106" border="0" /></a>*maranda*http://www.blogger.com/profile/14283672054753117694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7847902545013254099.post-38071463021616420302011-01-18T20:10:00.001-06:002011-01-18T20:10:39.420-06:00<span jsid="text">"the sober certainty of waking bliss"<br /><br /><br /></span>*maranda*http://www.blogger.com/profile/14283672054753117694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7847902545013254099.post-37734398147803014812011-01-08T12:29:00.012-06:002011-02-17T11:44:49.982-06:00Actualized Vision.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEffs6I56HTAWnLKm0kLCzKguyPzGE6NsFz58R7sAx5uo-htJ3YxVJEP92x_KoqMIsA2gfaiZm5X4snaYkRLv0Rts-OIfDNzrCLquy9A3b_fs7aUHoHxJKKNrsgYqsHBMnRA_eMdbv_KA/s1600/royalton.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 226px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjEffs6I56HTAWnLKm0kLCzKguyPzGE6NsFz58R7sAx5uo-htJ3YxVJEP92x_KoqMIsA2gfaiZm5X4snaYkRLv0Rts-OIfDNzrCLquy9A3b_fs7aUHoHxJKKNrsgYqsHBMnRA_eMdbv_KA/s320/royalton.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565353686194253570" border="0" /></a><br />What an amazing month.<br /><br />I sold 8 major pieces in my newest signature collection last week and signed a commission for a medical building. I currently have 11 bids on 2 major hotel residencies.<div><br /></div><div> As we clear out the dead weight in our lives, the things/people that hold us back from our expansiveness...we see big things begin to shift. </div><div><br /></div><div>I'm getting clear about my vision personally and professionally. We are also few weeks away from launching a new downtown gallery space. One that is much larger (6000sq) and big enough to accommodate our notorious opening exhibitions.<br /><br />Next week we are launching my New Commercial Art website along with taking over a Texas-based Magazine focusing on sustainability, eco-minded products and progressive learning with an emphasis on art, yoga, and organic families. I've got some national heavy hitters for social change on board, writing monthly columns.<br /><br />This year I am focusing on Actualized Vision, strengthening my new found voice and altering+transforming old thought patterns into substantial beauty. I'll post the site here next week, along with updates.</div>*maranda*http://www.blogger.com/profile/14283672054753117694noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7847902545013254099.post-32272738323249812912011-01-08T12:12:00.001-06:002011-01-08T12:19:33.455-06:00Never Look Away.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKmBAaPPSn3QWZZBYZ935lKTB9UFPaqJHxVpx6BWJSM11KyRPMwwvsHOLzBJEBlITBBjkqT0H5TiAke6mBbqYyVbUmrViouzCbxUcTwVzxRpv3CDy2g9F3496UUxFv7BlpaOuTeayhWk4/s1600/IMG_2942.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhKmBAaPPSn3QWZZBYZ935lKTB9UFPaqJHxVpx6BWJSM11KyRPMwwvsHOLzBJEBlITBBjkqT0H5TiAke6mBbqYyVbUmrViouzCbxUcTwVzxRpv3CDy2g9F3496UUxFv7BlpaOuTeayhWk4/s320/IMG_2942.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559881020984450994" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisAUefUmhV_-vnC22MWNekDnmUOH3Meo1Lixg8khSiKN0BcB6WISqB3Q400D1QqiVOjH4-RyknCLDYGOaTecBQrmPvkTsXWYchg7tXG1-9ud0q0Wgyki9mSPIq3JbdZxBQfaR5EsHIIUU/s1600/IMG_2922.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisAUefUmhV_-vnC22MWNekDnmUOH3Meo1Lixg8khSiKN0BcB6WISqB3Q400D1QqiVOjH4-RyknCLDYGOaTecBQrmPvkTsXWYchg7tXG1-9ud0q0Wgyki9mSPIq3JbdZxBQfaR5EsHIIUU/s320/IMG_2922.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559881014548278866" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight: bold;">"To love. To be loved. To never forget your own insignificance. To never get used to the unspeakable violence and the vulgar disparity of life around you. To seek joy in the saddest places. To pursue beauty to its lair. To never simplify what is complicated or complicate what is simple. To respect strength, never power. Above all, to watch. To try and understand. To never look away."</span>*maranda*http://www.blogger.com/profile/14283672054753117694noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7847902545013254099.post-83171062755163798892010-12-27T12:55:00.003-06:002011-01-08T22:49:55.117-06:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLcJanL7NX23LNAQv6Nj4f03gGirQfT-zPSBwDRkf2cUkbnOyJWBrYUdDYxbCWJ6BV49oLwpP1_UEQgKzKEt1J2rNtY47nndWYcshxrEnTX4wCqxR8FZWxeik_WwwStvsFuaVXOFMEKq4/s1600/IMG_1057_2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 311px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgLcJanL7NX23LNAQv6Nj4f03gGirQfT-zPSBwDRkf2cUkbnOyJWBrYUdDYxbCWJ6BV49oLwpP1_UEQgKzKEt1J2rNtY47nndWYcshxrEnTX4wCqxR8FZWxeik_WwwStvsFuaVXOFMEKq4/s320/IMG_1057_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560043733252088242" border="0" /></a><br />"Love with no object<br />conversation with no subject<br />seeing with no image<br /><br />light on light,<br />pure possibility"<br /><br />~~Rumi~~*maranda*http://www.blogger.com/profile/14283672054753117694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7847902545013254099.post-13560566390486869292010-12-27T12:53:00.003-06:002011-01-08T22:55:41.725-06:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSiI_lZDlRZ7GsB1wT6AAgtx-8f90HFdkVkZjrXhECACk1Qh6BIphMZVBlpWGLISAkA35D_-jzRz-cqpdtt-adleZAaOODQ9b5uTTesbofaxuOsci2MxQdSdywPtXgphAlqTIpNjVwbII/s1600/IMG_1016.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhSiI_lZDlRZ7GsB1wT6AAgtx-8f90HFdkVkZjrXhECACk1Qh6BIphMZVBlpWGLISAkA35D_-jzRz-cqpdtt-adleZAaOODQ9b5uTTesbofaxuOsci2MxQdSdywPtXgphAlqTIpNjVwbII/s320/IMG_1016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560045024842381074" border="0" /></a><br /><p class="ecxMsoNormal"><span style="font-size:12pt;">“Now I am sober and there's only the<br />hangover and the memory of love .”</span></p> <b><span style="font-size:12pt;"> --Rumi</span></b>*maranda*http://www.blogger.com/profile/14283672054753117694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7847902545013254099.post-33547362831232469892010-12-21T19:36:00.003-06:002011-01-23T12:55:59.084-06:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi8kUZ416hr0L7PRSccKGgGdrPvuDOwtaMgh7rCZk_u9RnaxrjZavz8z41VpHwSW8kdb18sqv_VBlR5gdChmYz3rVRFqJLyk_D_FIkB762QaXsiUsQlQ86zm7B6wxekCsxXL-rpYBMM0w/s1600/IMG_4659.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhi8kUZ416hr0L7PRSccKGgGdrPvuDOwtaMgh7rCZk_u9RnaxrjZavz8z41VpHwSW8kdb18sqv_VBlR5gdChmYz3rVRFqJLyk_D_FIkB762QaXsiUsQlQ86zm7B6wxekCsxXL-rpYBMM0w/s320/IMG_4659.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565452100693185986" border="0" /></a><br /><div> the gaping wound opened again and the cool rush of infinite space and meaninglessness rushed through me like a wind or a ghost train.<br />and i think, oh god, am i here again?<br />... is anything for certain in this world as the floor keeps dropping out beneath me to expose the fine network of stars and far off galaxies and groundlessness beneath my feet?</div><div>the clouds are letting go of the rain...</div><div>it is time for letting go</div><div>winter</div><div>pruning back to the bones</div><div>what is essential?<br /><br />--edited from the barefoot yogi<br /></div>*maranda*http://www.blogger.com/profile/14283672054753117694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7847902545013254099.post-87703397184530214602010-12-19T10:44:00.006-06:002011-01-23T12:58:50.373-06:00the undoing...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVJ4c2rZ4hl8wrbmanpdtwfpzaAuhSvvT-007226YY3qJBaMwr9wR6x8TEqO3DyiG8g0V74JRhzDVXJMMcb24cUqOovgI79WrCut0OWo3obwrNiq6fef0e_S4Ui-PErPBBOVmJWyCn-CQ/s1600/16art.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgVJ4c2rZ4hl8wrbmanpdtwfpzaAuhSvvT-007226YY3qJBaMwr9wR6x8TEqO3DyiG8g0V74JRhzDVXJMMcb24cUqOovgI79WrCut0OWo3obwrNiq6fef0e_S4Ui-PErPBBOVmJWyCn-CQ/s320/16art.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5565457809894914834" border="0" /></a><br />The doing is in the undoing....<div>Painting is a type of uncovering, unfolding, emerging discovery...</div><div><br /></div><div>but as i look at the place where I pull from...</div><div>extract my creative power...</div><div>it is not undiluted. it is not without fear.</div><div><br /></div><div><br /></div>*maranda*http://www.blogger.com/profile/14283672054753117694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7847902545013254099.post-11032791233490040192010-12-18T13:55:00.003-06:002010-12-18T14:01:24.487-06:00speaks its own language<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9eoUYQBfl4sZak-nvwmDSA-wKzBrJnuhq3TeYFCXvs54ELdyOt4Elmq6BlMUaVyCA2PCSq_tpSaHMhLkbsquEQdoRhWD_p9iZMF0qUGt50Afs7H4H3p_THiuxD7vfb4lM_0y79TkC1nM/s1600/0001.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 204px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj9eoUYQBfl4sZak-nvwmDSA-wKzBrJnuhq3TeYFCXvs54ELdyOt4Elmq6BlMUaVyCA2PCSq_tpSaHMhLkbsquEQdoRhWD_p9iZMF0qUGt50Afs7H4H3p_THiuxD7vfb4lM_0y79TkC1nM/s320/0001.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5552114189609185746" border="0" /></a><br /><p>the images of the interior pushing into form; <span style="font-weight: bold;">the paint speaks its own language.</span></p><p>i surrendered. releasing any attachments i may have harbored, i was willing to go to the extreme if called.</p><p>in that<span style="font-weight: bold;"> giving up of an agenda, the guidance came</span>: fire around the belly! exploring the space, i was a steward for the vision.</p><p>--a.h+mp<br /></p>*maranda*http://www.blogger.com/profile/14283672054753117694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7847902545013254099.post-73132743266520266252010-12-17T14:50:00.003-06:002010-12-17T15:08:53.410-06:00old cycles. fresh faces. the speed of my willingness<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5Ha_EFn9_nMSA3HSRGnp0jVUR62kEXiSdFuxAzaKyfPsZxCwAcZS-YJLhxss6CMXfo0AuhPMdrMqkZ3jQz1pfgro7qHvTeHGizvK_PmYOqgqy46MFYWU-TyencEnuiu5XVyIvTgwG1CY/s1600/IMG_5193.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg5Ha_EFn9_nMSA3HSRGnp0jVUR62kEXiSdFuxAzaKyfPsZxCwAcZS-YJLhxss6CMXfo0AuhPMdrMqkZ3jQz1pfgro7qHvTeHGizvK_PmYOqgqy46MFYWU-TyencEnuiu5XVyIvTgwG1CY/s320/IMG_5193.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551761129841559042" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyvtcRpYTJ1OdV82K1zwfZu-wKKxVUqEZvW67f75WSutGWJ52WCcfc_u47UXa3ckGaKsh5GzW0zYpp9y7BjLpJSuw1zJd3LSUQDrBP57p-a7nDLWYLdigBeRxRZwg3EDyf-zqheASsCjE/s1600/_MG_3513.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhyvtcRpYTJ1OdV82K1zwfZu-wKKxVUqEZvW67f75WSutGWJ52WCcfc_u47UXa3ckGaKsh5GzW0zYpp9y7BjLpJSuw1zJd3LSUQDrBP57p-a7nDLWYLdigBeRxRZwg3EDyf-zqheASsCjE/s320/_MG_3513.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551758080188764946" border="0" /></a><br /><p><strong>today was a day going backwards. this body is fresh but holds the past so closely, closer than what is happening now. i realize reality is nothing but a field of old cycles playing out in forms of fresh faces & places, but underneath is a current of familiar, a variation on a theme. <span style="font-style: italic;">the only way out is up.</span></strong></p><strong>the first in a series of clearing sessions on the warmest December day. an energetic bath penetrating all directions of time. allowing the impressions & energy to rise, pass. sometimes pain, sometimes tears, sometimes nothing. memories from other lives lifting into my awareness, shocking revelations & insight as to why things are as they be today.</strong><p> </p><p style="font-weight: bold;">after hours, i felt light, energized. spaces were opened, cleared. ran a bath of baking soda & sea salt. i fell asleep in the overwarm water, limbs folded & twisted womb style as the small candles flickered at the corners of the tub.i felt dizzy, dragged myself to the meditation room & fell asleep again surrounded by angels, plants, rocks.<span style="font-style: italic;"> the sensation of cooking off old modes of unforgiveness & resentment, traumas & misperceptions. a tumultuous sleep living though the releases, grateful they are moving from their hiding places, evaporating at the speed of my willingness.</span></p><p><strong><p><span style="font-style: italic;">--ankah</span></p><p><br /></p><p><span style="font-style: italic;"><br /></span></p></strong></p>*maranda*http://www.blogger.com/profile/14283672054753117694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7847902545013254099.post-14000956521578064812010-12-17T13:52:00.004-06:002010-12-17T14:17:13.059-06:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC_I1Tzqui2ZmYIbwtUog4DnnasbnEHadir0gh70pLpTZBhuOsLi9tIK45-yaeTnfec-e8z1AYauOUw9H_3zXNZVyiYiXkewZk5RLZY582ov95J3_gU_eFYL-xDR1-o6CSusgy1XgSilk/s1600/_MG_9511.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgC_I1Tzqui2ZmYIbwtUog4DnnasbnEHadir0gh70pLpTZBhuOsLi9tIK45-yaeTnfec-e8z1AYauOUw9H_3zXNZVyiYiXkewZk5RLZY582ov95J3_gU_eFYL-xDR1-o6CSusgy1XgSilk/s320/_MG_9511.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551747203995783842" border="0" /></a><br /><h3 class="UIIntentionalStory_Message" ft="{"type":"msg"}"><span class="UIStory_Message">There will come a time when you believe everything is finished.That will be the beginning.</span></h3>Every artist knows that the masterpieces are usually a struggle. I can't tell you how many times I've walked away from a piece...feeling absolutely no hope for being able 'to save' a painting. No matter how much time I spend pushing through...it doesn't get better. When I was younger I never finished most of the pieces I started. When I started getting large commercial jobs, I no longer had the luxury of leaving half my inventory incomplete.<br /><br />What I discovered is...<br />when you walk away and come back...<br />and keep working it until it works...<br /><br />it turns out to be one of the most beautiful things...<br />something you know that you couldn't create alone<br />something you could not create if you hadn't had the love, determination and resolve<br />something that only passion and the simple belief that if you keep working...it will all come together.<br />...and in one moment...<br />a misplaced line.color.circle<br />makes it complete.<br /><br />I have sat in my studio on the floor many times<br />weeping<br />at the beauty before me.<br />It's almost always when I give up and just let it paint itself that it unfolds in a beautiful way.<br /><br />When I get my mind out of the way...<br />and clear myself<br />I feel channeled<br />the art comes through us as a vessel...<br /><br />it wants to be created on this plane.<br />it simply wants to be created.*maranda*http://www.blogger.com/profile/14283672054753117694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7847902545013254099.post-20328711382409182982010-12-17T13:23:00.005-06:002010-12-18T21:24:31.338-06:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyPEuXwOWTB8eF2fBMVS1sk-tmQxjapPlFY35Wi8u3LadRjC8RblPmDV9Tmpgpntp8P2AbJ48tzYrK-OqrF1sgGtEU214TXXEUoUAmIVBLtcBbDOy_gYAmQc5cXeIGw8thPzJFM400tis/s1600/IMG_0849.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiyPEuXwOWTB8eF2fBMVS1sk-tmQxjapPlFY35Wi8u3LadRjC8RblPmDV9Tmpgpntp8P2AbJ48tzYrK-OqrF1sgGtEU214TXXEUoUAmIVBLtcBbDOy_gYAmQc5cXeIGw8thPzJFM400tis/s320/IMG_0849.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551762021913405298" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:130%;">As an artist I resonate with Malidoma's writing+beliefs. I will be heading out to California to drum, dance, connect with fire rituals, heal wounds (personal and family) and open the channels for creativity and possibility. </span><br /><br />Nature is like a canvas, a painting of countless options and possibilities. It is the total of all the interwoven connections between these possibilities that makes up spirit. Or, you might say that spirit paints the canvas of nature. You don't really worship spirit, because you are also spirit, and spirits don't worship one another. What makes you different from spirit overall is that you are locked into temporality. You have a body, like a piece of cloth that is decayable. While you stay in it, it's hard for you to have the same abilities that spirit has without a body. It is also easy to make mistakes about what is real, and how to go about things effectively. For example, let's say that you want a particular job. In the West, you do the linear thing and apply to the person in charge. In Africa they say that if you want a job, go demand it, then let the job come and get you.<br /><br />Malidoma Some...via John R. Founder of Nutiva*maranda*http://www.blogger.com/profile/14283672054753117694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7847902545013254099.post-60632463378565815662010-12-11T12:52:00.001-06:002010-12-11T13:05:27.475-06:00activating<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieccpPc9dNwF9h2NawgSDQuWly2iA68IvocGR2BbyL2FS5JZVdOwFXNGfHbfd0G9hXYArvVRsnz5YezuHAmJw-LHTm1t2wHAn3NuFf-3cgcFyfdVhAiUyfEHUhGqUca1JvmU51iN-Sy0Y/s1600/IMG_1581.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEieccpPc9dNwF9h2NawgSDQuWly2iA68IvocGR2BbyL2FS5JZVdOwFXNGfHbfd0G9hXYArvVRsnz5YezuHAmJw-LHTm1t2wHAn3NuFf-3cgcFyfdVhAiUyfEHUhGqUca1JvmU51iN-Sy0Y/s320/IMG_1581.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549502764443696306" border="0" /></a><br />Integrating. Embodying. Activating. Awareness*maranda*http://www.blogger.com/profile/14283672054753117694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7847902545013254099.post-9097979852765187722010-12-10T23:32:00.004-06:002010-12-11T12:52:36.833-06:00chaos<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdHVsxOAzvPbz0ViFbP4vNDGKiETAR26_i0XACpS33zZb9V2oZDnpOEW2H6E5u1ThsmVBGosWckpG9yLVxZ4hLuuPS_orWYxK-AiZRjM9ggrmhLZhtojdXJX_dvxnDXoKON_Xlqa64Q-g/s1600/IMG_7094.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjdHVsxOAzvPbz0ViFbP4vNDGKiETAR26_i0XACpS33zZb9V2oZDnpOEW2H6E5u1ThsmVBGosWckpG9yLVxZ4hLuuPS_orWYxK-AiZRjM9ggrmhLZhtojdXJX_dvxnDXoKON_Xlqa64Q-g/s320/IMG_7094.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549295619502509890" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Beautiful things come...<br />from messes<br />and mistakes.*maranda*http://www.blogger.com/profile/14283672054753117694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7847902545013254099.post-41605094918641033332010-12-10T23:04:00.002-06:002010-12-10T23:09:24.463-06:00sleeping<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6CuhaBe6uV6QIMQF30B-VCKIg_VlyOcHH6IxtCsVDtU_gRHq09WGus10aXq583Fp2csvwHZDCk2YCImYYIrrSOvzCSelzHCXAEdR3KoY3nxTXyK-Iec_6JIUTWj4N68fRAs9IKkDBZkY/s1600/IMG_4301_2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 318px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh6CuhaBe6uV6QIMQF30B-VCKIg_VlyOcHH6IxtCsVDtU_gRHq09WGus10aXq583Fp2csvwHZDCk2YCImYYIrrSOvzCSelzHCXAEdR3KoY3nxTXyK-Iec_6JIUTWj4N68fRAs9IKkDBZkY/s320/IMG_4301_2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549287197703983330" border="0" /></a><br />still running from yourself...<br />and all that you own<br />is packed in the hall to go...<br />--glen hansard*maranda*http://www.blogger.com/profile/14283672054753117694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7847902545013254099.post-49955357992253452142010-12-10T22:45:00.003-06:002010-12-10T23:02:04.450-06:00the path<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0iTT7T6FC1t6Mc0HivgvKFmkencEBaloNFNhZcRF1qpFXWZaxB2clYGT_ogGA9kJ_7vGJq1X2gHKrqjOQT2EVtwGCx2233gSX1Rg9qnU3g6alDWLNL2TNCDlAup1T7Yj7_lDRn4_j5iM/s1600/all+art+summer+07+063.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh0iTT7T6FC1t6Mc0HivgvKFmkencEBaloNFNhZcRF1qpFXWZaxB2clYGT_ogGA9kJ_7vGJq1X2gHKrqjOQT2EVtwGCx2233gSX1Rg9qnU3g6alDWLNL2TNCDlAup1T7Yj7_lDRn4_j5iM/s320/all+art+summer+07+063.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549284998307417154" border="0" /></a><br />there is just a note that you've gone...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0wfKQpl4KK72mmHpPSgCJnYr1Sb4EdS-Cl9DHuDFINNfL201p90jI0GP1vuBUlwkYuchmxf1P-xkq45j5qcuxGRxX_bR3gbnC8PhpbbMSNMdTUBh9aw0hOscbTKelWQgPp9NZnLmtr2o/s1600/all+art+summer+07+061.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj0wfKQpl4KK72mmHpPSgCJnYr1Sb4EdS-Cl9DHuDFINNfL201p90jI0GP1vuBUlwkYuchmxf1P-xkq45j5qcuxGRxX_bR3gbnC8PhpbbMSNMdTUBh9aw0hOscbTKelWQgPp9NZnLmtr2o/s320/all+art+summer+07+061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549284993252179586" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5KpYRLv-al8rTlgUkwA3_R1WSJEnOa63DaHO21r4IQrcKY-N_mgX7tDxNPbEffhnnLqLgw5q_SQekH9w70bZLp4Ro3KX_433sDx-GYTcnYQ_G4hSgL8VGZPZuqS3so9FJas0MkU8Q_tc/s1600/IMG_1016.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj5KpYRLv-al8rTlgUkwA3_R1WSJEnOa63DaHO21r4IQrcKY-N_mgX7tDxNPbEffhnnLqLgw5q_SQekH9w70bZLp4Ro3KX_433sDx-GYTcnYQ_G4hSgL8VGZPZuqS3so9FJas0MkU8Q_tc/s320/IMG_1016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549284988159977410" border="0" /></a><br />this deep sadness carves...rivers in the soul*maranda*http://www.blogger.com/profile/14283672054753117694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7847902545013254099.post-38427329022843320772010-11-20T23:14:00.000-06:002010-11-20T23:21:03.032-06:00<div>how the silence sits.</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1S-6caiCUtP-aARKL6jUc8ektG8cGI2tXaLSphluSX8B6Gm3DaxWaQdPw1U_0duWG1ipvDjJLcPMHh-mknzfvSsSLDIVM78Y3frao8ikmRGSnC9cng2TodsdBKQ_rZQlZQ_mLkdRvcx4/s1600/IMG_2901.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg1S-6caiCUtP-aARKL6jUc8ektG8cGI2tXaLSphluSX8B6Gm3DaxWaQdPw1U_0duWG1ipvDjJLcPMHh-mknzfvSsSLDIVM78Y3frao8ikmRGSnC9cng2TodsdBKQ_rZQlZQ_mLkdRvcx4/s320/IMG_2901.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541868470141735954" /></a>*maranda*http://www.blogger.com/profile/14283672054753117694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7847902545013254099.post-34539005710563219162010-10-24T21:39:00.002-05:002010-10-24T21:44:38.951-05:00Fierce embrace<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQhfxN5K0O55x_GpaAU9wo1cdcjjQv3eQNoAyztyMuD7W3tGnT_rEaplw-QHDhoXBIMWznNpIFAM7QGcRFo8nyUA0Fr2k-JH_ugfiz_CPhOxuoyBdFpQJzHktngKdCOC6b1bm3lOa4st0/s1600/artoutside.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQhfxN5K0O55x_GpaAU9wo1cdcjjQv3eQNoAyztyMuD7W3tGnT_rEaplw-QHDhoXBIMWznNpIFAM7QGcRFo8nyUA0Fr2k-JH_ugfiz_CPhOxuoyBdFpQJzHktngKdCOC6b1bm3lOa4st0/s320/artoutside.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5531809003329928578" border="0" /></a><br /><blockquote title="Self Portrait, from - Fire in the Earth, by David Whyte"><p class="t1">It doesn't interest me if there is one God or many gods. </p><p>I want to know if you belong or feel abandoned.</p><p>If you know despair or can see it in others. </p><p>I want to know if you are prepared to live in the world with its harsh need to change you. If you can look back with firm eyes saying this is where I stand. </p>I want to know if you know how to melt into that fierce heat of living falling toward the center of your longing. <p>I want to know if you are willing to live, day by day, with the consequence of love and the bitter unwanted passion of sure defeat. </p><p>I have been told, in <em>that</em> fierce embrace, even the gods speak of God.<br /></p><p>--Davis Whyte.Poet<br /></p></blockquote>*maranda*http://www.blogger.com/profile/14283672054753117694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7847902545013254099.post-60502752266231652672010-10-15T00:47:00.003-05:002010-11-20T23:13:35.923-06:00Getting There<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4Av9O4syCMAe82V56bcmnViPZnDK6Stro5AcT-3NncFATLoq8pPEQkEG1cjYtnN_22wWEHRJTT8TEpHTGeL0vLfTmRzJRk27HkBx1lXjBLqlvQpuBjL77E3Y32_og5x_tSnde9keNBJ0/s1600/IMG_6646.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh4Av9O4syCMAe82V56bcmnViPZnDK6Stro5AcT-3NncFATLoq8pPEQkEG1cjYtnN_22wWEHRJTT8TEpHTGeL0vLfTmRzJRk27HkBx1lXjBLqlvQpuBjL77E3Y32_og5x_tSnde9keNBJ0/s320/IMG_6646.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5541866736261694178" /></a><br />it's not dark yet--<div>but it's gettin there.</div><div><br /></div><div>--Bob Dylan</div>*maranda*http://www.blogger.com/profile/14283672054753117694noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7847902545013254099.post-73418613799357328512010-09-30T16:11:00.000-05:002010-09-30T16:13:53.189-05:00Recent Installation 2010<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoAqcBT-Ei0MMc0sndq9fZViv_Bz1JT28PsTKcia9nv3ddImJdFhZ14UPKIgWSQk7jQS2W3m2mEClXAvxVd_cuG8kkuOh2p8v7pBWsphBLSbPaXZsItbALBp0JrgoOH-3toJ21R9VK7c4/s1600/IMG_5321.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhoAqcBT-Ei0MMc0sndq9fZViv_Bz1JT28PsTKcia9nv3ddImJdFhZ14UPKIgWSQk7jQS2W3m2mEClXAvxVd_cuG8kkuOh2p8v7pBWsphBLSbPaXZsItbALBp0JrgoOH-3toJ21R9VK7c4/s320/IMG_5321.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522817676865927986" /></a>*maranda*http://www.blogger.com/profile/14283672054753117694noreply@blogger.com0