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Just when the caterpillar thought the world was over, it became a butterfly. (Unknown)
Just when the caterpillar thought the world was over, it became a butterfly. (Unknown)

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I have been tied up just a lil bit with a festival that kicked off yesterday in Brattleboro, VT.  Check out what we have going on in the name of ART!
http://digital.vpr.net/post/arts-council-pulls-back-curtain-windham-countys-artistic-pulse

Thank you for the invitation.  I am looking forward to connecting with you all.

What or who is your canvas?  Is it the human body, a physical space, a vehicle, fabric, or hair?
Everyone has a canvas and it does not always sit upon an easel.

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Days have themes in my book and this past Sunday the theme for me that surfaced was STORY.  Specifically in regards to how we: create space to honor and receive them; properly bear witness to them; transfer them to each other.

Stories are magic,
Stories are infectious,
Stories become a part of our quilt and the very thread that stitch our beings together.
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"My advice to those trying to pursue their passions is to know the difference between a hobby and a career."  Read more from this interview with multi-passionate & creative dynamo Toni Nagy:
http://wildlycreative.world/2016/04/meet-toni-nagy-writer-filmmaker-and-creative-dynamo/

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"My advice to those trying to pursue their passions is to know the difference between a hobby and a career."  Read more from this interview with multi-passionate & creative dynamo Toni Nagy:
http://wildlycreative.world/2016/04/meet-toni-nagy-writer-filmmaker-and-creative-dynamo/

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The Sun could feel her peaceful soul and it soon became clear. He would die each and every night to let his true love breathe, for it would put an end to all her misery. (Note quite sure of the origin, but here is more about the story here: bit.ly/1RuAo8L)

”There once was a moon, as beautiful as can be, only the stars could fathom, but the sun could not see. The sun so radiant, he burns so bright. The moon so luminous, but only showed her face during the night. She was untouchable, surrounding herself with a blanket of darkness. The sun would give anything to catch a glimpse of the Moon illuminating the beautiful night sky.

Until one day when the Sun was sliding out of the heavens, he caught a glimpse of her. She was peeking up, a rare side of her being exposed to the light. And while the Sun could shine, he knew the Moon could glow.

Just as the Stars were wandering into the night, the Sun fell in love like a snowball down a mountain. How he wished to see her move than the fleeting moments he shared with her at both dawn and dusk. But they were a world apart.

“Go,” she whispered to him one of those nights, her voice as sweet and sorrowful as the last light of morning. “Go and let me breathe, for you and I have decided fates. You illuminate the day, and I cast a glow one the night. We will never be. Our connection would go against what all the people believe, all they know” During the summer he would stay a little longer just in case she would change his mind. It was no use.
“Don’t you dare abandon your blessing of light for my darkness.” And those were the last words the Moon was strong enough to speak to the Sun.

The Sun could feel her peaceful soul and it soon became clear. He would die each and every night to let his true love breathe, for it would put an end to all her misery.

” a tale like this should be heard and seen.”
“And no one will know it is the story of you and me.”
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If we really are to see and appreciate the real beauty in another, we must really SEE them. This seeing requires us to behold a person as they stand in the glory of their battered-broken-bruised-missing piece-happy sad-imperfect-mess and still dare to call them....
beautiful.
Art Credit: Tomasz Alen Kopera
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A love letter for the 3rd Millennium inspired by the talk that Dr. Cornell West gave on Thursday, Feb. 11....

"So perhaps we might remember to think about all of the ways we wish to be, walk, talk and do in the world in such a way that we too can become those who are inspired by a love that is so great within us that we can’t help but to put it back into the world."

http://www.reformer802.com/realtalk/2016/02/14/a-love-letter-for-the-3rd-millennium-dr-cornell-west-the-legacy-of-love-warriors-part-1/

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A love letter for the 3rd Millennium inspired by the talk that Dr. Cornell West gave on Thursday, Feb. 11....

"So perhaps we might remember to think about all of the ways we wish to be, walk, talk and do in the world in such a way that we too can become those who are inspired by a love that is so great within us that we can’t help but to put it back into the world."

http://www.reformer802.com/realtalk/2016/02/14/a-love-letter-for-the-3rd-millennium-dr-cornell-west-the-legacy-of-love-warriors-part-1/
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