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The Woven Light: THE FLOW OF LIGHT
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As my light becomes dark. My words and vision into woven light. Monday, October 20, 2014. THE FLOW OF LIGHT. I twitch my toes. And shake my foot. I cross my fingers. To catch the hope. I count my breaths. To ten and back. I miss my mothers family. And hold my heart. I dream of darkness. And deny the light. I fight with the space. And fear to let go. May 17, 2016 at 7:01 PM. Would you puh-leeze help a plethora of wurdz which are desperately lookn for a home in thy novel? Whew Thank you profusely. Those wh...
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The Woven Light: Aquamarine Seas
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As my light becomes dark. My words and vision into woven light. Tuesday, September 9, 2014. Do I have a right to stamp my feet and scream and cry because of failure? I have failed, because I did not see. Now I have to process and make sense of this loss. She sold her reflection for four hundred dollars. Beauty held in her palm. Paper twirling with blue markings. In the summers breeze. A conversation with her hands. She sold her reflection for four hundred dollars. While standing on foreign land.
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The Woven Light: What the Island Told Me
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As my light becomes dark. My words and vision into woven light. Friday, October 24, 2014. What the Island Told Me. A year ago today, I stood on the edge of the caldera over looking Thirasia. I was in Santorini. I was with my friend. I celebrated and reflected. I inhaled the oceans breath. And I fell deeper into myself. Re-emerging from the sea. Inhaling the spirit of the island. This was no longer a dream. I am grateful for the year I have just lived, more so than any other year. Rashma N. Kalsie.
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The Woven Light: January 2014
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As my light becomes dark. My words and vision into woven light. Wednesday, January 8, 2014. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Subscribe To The Woven Light. There was an error in this gadget. 15 de Outubro 1917, Cela 12, Prisão de Saint-Lazare (Paris). Visionthroughwords « visionthroughwords. It's Only Forever: The Beautiful Tragedy of Jareth. Losing Vision Gaining Insight. Today is the day. Up Here In My Tree. Travel template. Powered by Blogger.
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The Woven Light: Suspended in mid flight........
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As my light becomes dark. My words and vision into woven light. Thursday, August 14, 2014. Suspended in mid flight. It is 9pm and I am alone, on my return flight to Melbourne, and although the past 4 and a half weeks I've been allowed the luxury of reflecting on my trip, it is now at 35000 feet flying over Istanbul, I feel a sense of myself connecting with the enormity of where I have been for the past month. As I head home, I feel like I'm returning to the person I need to be. This was my heart. Eyes cl...
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The Woven Light: Mapping the Soil
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As my light becomes dark. My words and vision into woven light. Tuesday, April 14, 2015. We were at the convent specifically to become a part of what I believe a beautiful flowing art installation called the Walking Project which was being exhibited by Mary Peacock who is an installation artist, she has mapped and remapped the convent grounds and we were to take part in contributing to this same process. I stand near the gates. Whos shadows did fall. So I look to the sky. And stepped on the earth.
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The Woven Light: October 2014
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As my light becomes dark. My words and vision into woven light. Friday, October 24, 2014. What the Island Told Me. A year ago today, I stood on the edge of the caldera over looking Thirasia. I was in Santorini. I was with my friend. I celebrated and reflected. I inhaled the oceans breath. And I fell deeper into myself. Re-emerging from the sea. Inhaling the spirit of the island. This was no longer a dream. I am grateful for the year I have just lived, more so than any other year. Links to this post.
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The Woven Light: June 2014
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As my light becomes dark. My words and vision into woven light. Wednesday, June 18, 2014. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Subscribe To The Woven Light. There was an error in this gadget. 15 de Outubro 1917, Cela 12, Prisão de Saint-Lazare (Paris). Visionthroughwords « visionthroughwords. It's Only Forever: The Beautiful Tragedy of Jareth. Losing Vision Gaining Insight. Today is the day. Up Here In My Tree. Travel template. Powered by Blogger.
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The Woven Light: December 2013
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As my light becomes dark. My words and vision into woven light. Friday, December 6, 2013. I hold the pictures. Of the words on. The edge of my tongue. And I'll wait for your. Links to this post. Wednesday, December 4, 2013. Feelin like a prison. Links to this post. Subscribe to: Posts (Atom). Subscribe To The Woven Light. Feelin like a prison. There was an error in this gadget. 15 de Outubro 1917, Cela 12, Prisão de Saint-Lazare (Paris). Visionthroughwords « visionthroughwords. Today is the day.
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