It is my intention to mix love and truth in the small space I’ve been given. It is a colorful blending at times!
I am woefully inadequate to tread this path… like a vast field of wild flowers, weeds and tractor ruts.
It can be hard to look up!
I find solace in knowing it is one moment at a time.
Whatever my experience, it can change in an instant.
It is temporary.
One never doesn’t stop crying.
There is within that knowing, a power to create change both within and without.
My mountain is dead.
As soon as she has dried, I’ll bury her under a decent layer of white paint. But I haven’t done with the old lady; far from it!
When the Japanese mend broken objects they aggrandize the damage by filling the cracks with gold, because they believe that when something’s suffered damage and has a history it becomes more beautiful.
Art, Photography and Text by L’Adelaide, ©2007-2016. All rights reserved.