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Thoughts of War

my heart will not be still . . .

my heart will not be still . . .

I bow to the surprise and wonder…. a tribute

untitled red ball of light - painting by Claudia Dose

Does the picture quarrel with the painter?

The body . . .

“You Who Never Arrived”

Be your note.

Knowing Who then i would kiss…

Everything is gestation and then birthing.

loving, more loving…

loving, more loving…

Go to the Limits of your Longing – Geh bis an Deiner Sehnsucht Rand

Go to the Limits of your Longing – Geh bis an Deiner Sehnsucht Rand

What Happens…

separation pains…

Your deepest presence…

Your deepest presence…

Jeden Tag ein neuer Tag . . . Every day a new day . . .

Look in a clear mountain mirror…

Look in a clear mountain mirror…

Let the inner life grow… illustrations for a children book

because of the pain this world caused me…

because of the pain this world caused me…

No More Leaving…

No More Leaving…

Surrender to the will of my Beloved

Surrender to the will of my Beloved

when eyes can hear and ears can see…

when eyes can hear and ears can see…

There are different wells within your heart…

“I died as a mineral and became a plant…” Square and Round

There Could Be Holy Fallout

There Could Be Holy Fallout

Birthing (Out of Darkness, Light is born)

Our soul is so vast . . .

the infinite ran to the edge of space . . .

the infinite ran to the edge of space . . .

Love it when art inspires art . . .

Could you embrace that?

Could you embrace that?

inspired by a hug… painting in process

Grateful!

Burned Angel - Painting by Claudia Dose

Please call me by my true names…

Prayer

There is nothing in your life that will not change…

There is nothing in your life that will not change…

Very little grows on jagged rock. Be ground. Be crumbled, so wildflowers will grow…

Very little grows on jagged rock. Be ground. Be crumbled, so wildflowers will grow…

falling… rising

forgetting what doesn’t pass away…

forgetting what doesn’t pass away…

What is grace?

What is grace?

Is that my Fate?

Is that my Fate?

I am you

I am you

What moves all things is God

What moves all things is God

Appeal to the Muse…

Appeal to the Muse…

June gloom…

June gloom…

And would you be a lizard then?

And would you be a lizard then?

where your bare foot walks…

feel like a flute…

feel like a flute…

long time gone…

long time gone…

Wishing….

Wishing….

Freedom and fear

what you want to happen…

what you want to happen…

Gods hands are big, sooo big

“The broken ones are My darlings – never give up!”

Yesterday I came from Yesterday

Yesterday I came from Yesterday

I found myself in you

I found myself in you

the work of seeing….

the work of seeing….

The lonely painter living in a box of paints

The lonely painter living in a box of paints