Things have been kind of fragmented, sometimes being on Instagram. I am not trying to be elusive, but I just want to keep going. Social media is a tool, it can be that if you don't let it take over your life. So here, there, wherever.
There were some beginnings...
My intention was to build a base, maybe offer it in the shop, as a beginning. But then strange things happened. I went along. I thought about Eyes, eyes of storms. I thought about our tendency to imagine the world through our own eyes. How we create our sense of world with what we have experienced. I imagined how strange that could end up being. Then I thought about strange and how it might imply that we simply didn't know. Yet. I added the Nine, my safety net. This time as an eye.
And so...
A Strange Knowing
aka
Not Knowing
How you never know a storm until it passes...
How boring life would be if we knew what would happen. I am glad life is strange and wonderful.
me too
love the weaverliness of the frayed edges, reminding us of continuation. perhaps the eye of the storm is the peace in knowing that this too will pass. the root meaning of “strange” is the latin “extraneus” (external), from which we get “extraneous”, or separate from the object to which it’s attached. how our thoughts transform our reality…
yes, external, so important here…
How the storm swirls and and we are IN it…til it stops and then we are just there, where we are.
and here we are, for now…
This is sooooo BEAUTIFUL!
I love that you create beauty and express so much. There is a story that resonates with my feelings about the world. You have transformed the un-nameable and terrifying into a beautiful metaphor.
that was a nice thing to say as I have been considering the terrifying in new ways,
Love this one..the imaginings. So glad that you went further. I wonder a lot what the world would be like if we were more comfortable not knowing, to be okay with not having to have an answer…
Being There would just simply be amazing!
maybe we should just redefine knowing.
Brave little house. Seeing and being seen.
it’s like that right?
Beautiful. Your image captures Unknowingness — and it feels to me like a wise and accurate image of the world as it is now.
thank you image/form is where my curiosity is, how that happens.
again, it’s the expression of the eyes
words say things, eyes tell Truth no matter what the words say.
without the human eyes, it’s the Beauty of Magic
i have no idea what goes on at Instagram so am limited
You’re free.
truth is so personal then. even the idea of it.
it is all the same, the social media. It is just where many folks are because it is free and easy.
Lots of unknowing in the swirling eye of the storm…here we are!
Unknowing…
Almost done w my cloud forest…
It is So hot but we had rain, glorious rain last night!!!
I like the eye dot, will add one to Grow.
Dream
life is but a …
💙
😎
Next to knowing….lost ability to think I can know
Love
It’s temporary, like the form that offers it. Being there ?
Suppose
❤