REACHING

ANTON PAVLENKO LANDSCAPE OIL PAINTER

REACHING When I bent down to pick up the pieces of my life, I shoved my hands into the black soot of death and reached through the bitter haze of unspent emotions, to find fragments of me, inert, motionless and suffocating. * When I bent down to pick up the…

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Banish the Darkness

I’ve come to see that when darkness resides in our soul it’s because we dare not look in the corners and crevices that contain our pain. We fear the darkness when we could choose to shine a light to banish it.  A self-protective mechanism no doubt. Still…. In recent years, I’ve…

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My Unfolding

Frank's Photo Essays

The unfolding of consciousness sometimes feels like a runaway freight train…and I’m just hanging on for dear life. Ah, but what a ride! My only regret is that I got on board so late in life.  On the other hand, my life’s path that led me to this point carries…

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Spaces

I began to think about “spaces” this morning after reading a post by Laurie, one of my favorite bloggers. She is blessed with an abundance of courage and enthusiasm for life. She and her husband recently picked up and moved from the Midwest to Boise, ID. This is a popular…

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