The Life of Water
A big THANK YOU to the art collectors who purchased these paintings during the Common Ground Art and Poetry Exhibition. It is heart filling as an artist and author to be able to witness the connection that others feel to my voice and expression. These works have found new homes and I wish the owners years of happiness.
One The Journey
My Goodness is Stamped Upon My Universe
The Door of My Heart
I gave birth to him then to her, watched them grow as their new eyes sparkled to view the world. Trust deepened, love widened our hearts, from babes, to teen, young man, and woman, we bonded at birth, then traveled beyond. They learned from us as they grew, words formed; dreams emerged as each leaned in, then pulled away. A road must be taken to free the spirit, to widen their world and test their wills. We stayed connected, a door wide open, when need arose we were there. We watched, we waited, we celebrated as their own babes were born to hold, and that which opened their hearts to their new. The circle continues as their youth grow, now ask to let go and watch them take their leave. When does it evolve from parent to child, to parent to parent, to parent to friend, from you to me? We learn from each other, as the door left open allows us to be, who we are, not the role. Now we meet for lunch and museum tours, we discuss our lives, the challenges, the joys, the achievements, the gains, the hopes, and fears. This journey of life has given us those who journey with us in various ways, but it is grace indeed that has allowed me to see how this man and this woman grew from a seed. Feeling pride as I observe theses lives, I see choices made from where they birthed that mirror ours from so long ago, and admire their ways of improving the task, their own creative spirit that walks at their side. Each are more than child to me, we are all fellow journeyers, seeking all that we can be.
“Parents can only give good advice or put them on the right paths, but the final forming of a person’s character lies in their own hands.”
Anne Frank
“I think that the best thing we can do for our children is to allow them to do things for themselves, allow them to be strong, allow them to experience life on their own terms, allow them to take the subway… let them be better people, let them believe more in themselves.”
C. JoyBell C.
“Your children are not your children.
Kahlil Gibran
They are sons and daughters of Life’s longing for itself.
They come through you but not from you.
And though they are with you, yet they belong not to you.”
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In the teen years, life calls her forward, Stepping out from home, family, childhood. Not that she won’t someday return but that she needs to scratch the itch of curiosity. As many before, she walks out, alone among many, challenging habits, ways of thinking, learned perceptions. She asks: who sees me? Who acknowledges me? What is here for me?
One day in the seeking future, She sits in quiet, she listens to her heart, In that moment of uncertainty, a voice is heard, I see you. I know you. I believe in you. Then the knowing arises, I am seen as I see. I am known as I know. I am loved as I love. I am home. @Janis Dehler
