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In the woods, we return to reason and faith. There I feel nothing can befall me in life – no disgrace, no calamity, (leaving me my eyes) which Nature cannot repair. Standing on the bare ground – my head bathed by the blithe air, and uplifted into infinite space – all mean egotism vanishes. I become a transparent eye-ball; I am nothing; I see all; the currents of the Universal Being circulate through me; I am part or particle of God.

~Ralph Waldo Emerson

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Lena Jácome

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Oh, give us pleasure in the flowers to-day;
And give us not to think so far away
As the uncertain harvest; keep us here
All simply in the springing of the year.

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Painting: Ricardo Chavez-Mendez

Oh, give us pleasure in the orchard white,
Like nothing else by day, like ghosts by night;
And make us happy in the happy bees,
The swarm dilating round the perfect trees.

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And make us happy in the darting bird
That suddenly above the bees is heard,
The meteor that thrusts in with needle bill,
And off a blossom in mid air stands still.

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For this is love and nothing else is love,
The which it is reserved for God above
To sanctify to what far ends He will,
But which it only needs that we fulfil.
Robert Frost

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Lena Jácome

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Sweet Darkness
When your eyes are tired
the world is tired also.
When your vision has gone
no part of the world can find you.
Time to go into the dark
where the night has eyes
to recognize its own.
There you can be sure
you are not beyond love.
The dark will be your womb
tonight.

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The night will give you a horizon
further than you can see.
You must learn one thing:
the world was made to be free in.
Give up all the other worlds
except the one to which you belong.
Sometimes it takes darkness and the sweet
confinement of your aloneness

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to learn
anything or anyone
that does not bring you alive
is too small for you.

David Whyte

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Lena Jácome

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Life is pure adventure, and the sooner we realize that, the quicker we will be able to treat life as art.

~Maya Angelou

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Freedom is not superior to limitation;
with this realization I am able to choose freedom.
Happiness is not superior to suffering;
with this realization I am able to let go of suffering.

Abundance is not superior to poverty;
with this realization my abundance flows.

Nothing is superior to anything;
with this knowing I step out from
hierarchy, competition, and struggle.

In this state I do not judge life;
therefore I do not feel separate from it.

I am so glad of the diversity in the world;
in its reflection I see my own freedom
to be whatever I wish to be.

We are not here to be one;
we are here to be many.

Through seeing that beyond this illusion we are all one, we free ourselves to be the many.

I am not tied to any singular path to be a certain way.

I am diverse.

I am ever changing.

I am an explorer of All As Truth.

~Story Waters

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Lena Jácome

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I am Wisdom. Mine is the blast of the resounding Word through which all creation came to be, and I quickened all things with my breath so that not one of them is mortal in its kind; for I am Life. Indeed I am Life, whole and undivided — not hewn from any stone, or budded from branches, or rooted in virile strength; but all that lives has its root in Me. For Wisdom is the root whose blossom is the resounding Word….

I flame above the beauty of the fields to signify the earth — the matter from which humanity was made. I shine in the waters to indicate the soul, for, as water suffuses the whole earth, the soul pervades the whole body. I burn in the sun and the moon to denote Wisdom, and the stars are the innumerable words of Wisdom.
The Holy Spirit as Caritas (Grace/World Soul & Wisdom/Creatrix)
St. Hildegard von Bingen

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Lena Jácome

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She Danced

she danced

for the love she felt

the love she gave away

and the love she kept

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she danced to free her spirit

and to free other spirits too

she danced in response to joy

and to process pain

she moved her body like her life depended on it

praying for love to come, for sadness to go

she danced for all the people

who can’t dance for themselves

she also taught others to dance

for justice, for truth, for possibility

for healing the broken-hearted

she danced to break the ties that bind

our women              our mothers

to bring awareness and healing

she danced to break open the hearts of

our men                    our fathers

to bring truth and compassion

to invite friendship and art

into the open spaces that the dance created

she danced to keep the flame of true love burning

she danced when she was too tired to walk

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she danced between the worlds

she danced because a celebration calls for dancing

the twirl of skirts the rhythm of feet

the snapping and clapping the exultant inhale and exhale

she danced with lovers she danced with friends

she danced alone too because some nights

we all dance alone and because sometimes

dancing is all that can be done

she danced for the artists and musicians

and scientists and alchemists and midwives

and physicians and housewives and gas stationers

and waitresses and for all who work

too too hard for too too little

she danced for all the creators of invention

and those whose gift is just: To BE.

she danced to dislodge the caught gifts

struggling to get free in each of us,

she danced for the living and for the dead

in birth and in mourning

for peace, beauty and creative expression

she danced our prayers all the way to the Beloved

which isn’t so very far after all…

“shall we dance?”

asked the Creator of Dance itself

they danced until the sun came up

and this time

she didn’t have to lead.

     ~  Shiloh Sophia

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This quote was taken from painter and writer, Shiloh Sophia. Photograph was taken by good friend and talent Sylvia Hardt Photography.

Awakening the Artist Within

The artist‘s role in the transformation of human social and cultural sphere’s cannot be under-emphasized. It is the artist who recognizes and communicates both how things are and how they could be. This artist is not a small group of talented geniuses somewhere ‘out there.’ The potential for powerful creativity and expression lies within each of us.

As our skills develop and we master our chosen crafts, our innate artistry expresses itself more frequently and effectively. Like the bird who was born to sing, the rose bud destined to flower, we were each born with the potential to assist in the creative transformation and healing of our world.

Christopher

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Lena Jácome

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Our deepest fear is not that we are inadequate. Our deepest fear is that we are powerful beyond measure. It is our light, not our darkness that most frightens us. We ask ourselves, Who am I to be brilliant, gorgeous, talented, fabulous? Actually, who are you not to be? You are a child of God. Your playing small does not serve the world. There is nothing enlightened about shrinking so that other people won’t feel insecure around you. We are all meant to shine, as children do. We were born to make manifest the glory of God that is within us. It’s not just in some of us; it’s in everyone. And as we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same. As we are liberated from our own fear, our presence automatically liberates others.

Marianne Williamson

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Lena Jácome

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A poem by Maya Angelou

Now you understand
Just why my head’s not bowed.
I don’t shout or jump about
Or have to talk real loud.
When you see me passing
It ought to make you proud.
I say,
It’s in the click of my heels,
The bend of my hair,
the palm of my hand,
The need of my care,
‘Cause I’m a woman
Phenomenally.
Phenomenal woman,
That’s me.

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