Profile cover photo
Profile photo
Sherrie Lovler
35 followers
35 followers
About
Sherrie Lovler's posts

Post has attachment
Universal Storm
Even the light is shaken, lost in itself. Strangers smile, but friends hedge on saying they are happy. As we fall into darkness, both by season and nation I trust our united self will bring us through this one. Elements that grow larger by the day: unearthe...

Post has attachment
Into the Dark
The circle of time is never broken— the unveiling of the path from birth to death and back again. New spirits rising from old flames. Life carries on. Death is not a closed door but an opening into a new horizon. It leaves the body empty save for the memori...

Post has attachment
The Soul is its Own Healer
In the kindness of the world in the indirect timelessness of the moment in the deep recesses of the night through space, The soul, like a cut long ago dissolved back into skin heals and leaves no scars. The soul heals by living in the wonders of the world, ...

Post has attachment
Beauty
The world will be saved by beauty. Not by guns or politicians  or warlords. But by hummingbirds and magnolias and evening serenades. The sweet succulent fruit hanging on branches That’s what will save us. So let us cherish the beauty surrounding us now.

Post has attachment
Our World
It is our world now. The one that waits to be discovered the one that needs silence to enter the one that wants to awaken to the luminous possibilities that come from delving into our depths. Those who have left left it to us to image creatively beyond our ...

Post has attachment
Drifts of Sand
It is not meant to be understood — the twists of fate. It takes us in and around and through the portals of our creation but doesn’t stop there. Oh, if it would just rest on a happy day, or at the view of the sunset warm, rich, alive. If it would keep the c...

Post has attachment
Spirit Rises
Collaborative Art by Linda Kay Stevens and Sherrie Lovler Something passes and we are touched. Yet spirit moves forward. Matter falls. Spirit is from the start. We are born and we die and die and die. We watch as rains fall and we feel the cracking of the e...

Post has attachment
Great Moments
Great moments dwell in the grasses and the trees In the fluttering light that surrounds us. They live in the stories that are shared from one person to another In the deep songs of the soul. They open the door to love Propel us from here to there Make our c...

Post has attachment
Great Moments
Great moments lurk in the grasses and the trees In the fluttering light that surrounds us. They live in the stories that are shared from one person to another In the deep songs of the soul. They open the door to love Propel us from here to there Make our ce...

Post has attachment
At The Edge Of Chaos
At the edge of chaos spirit moves in a different dance. Away from the heat of the storm here the waves peter out and motion slows. There is a delicate beauty that arises from the mist in the air which swirls in the forgotten movement left alone to be discov...
Wait while more posts are being loaded