Showing posts with label hidden. Show all posts
Showing posts with label hidden. Show all posts
Monday, August 18, 2008
Searching For Peace In This War-Torn Land
I cannot help but feel that if I look hard enough, long enough I will discover a sunny glen with a softly babbling brook, surrounded by big, shady trees - all hidden here somewhere amidst the insanity.
Labels:
comfort,
hidden,
hope,
refuge,
sleeping but awake now
Saturday, July 19, 2008
From That Which Is Broken Comes Beauty
Butterflies from a broken sand dollar ornament are my secret consolation prize for time wasted inside on a gorgeous day.
Wednesday, August 22, 2007
What Are You Hiding?
As much as it sounds like a trendy bumper sticker, normal people really do worry me because while 'strange' people tend to wear their quirks on their sleeves, I cannot shake the notion that 'normal' people are hiding theirs more deeply for a reason.
Saturday, July 21, 2007
A Hidden World Just Beyond The Edge Of Perception
Today I saw a mailbox along a stretch of road that was nothing but woods and I wondered to whom it might belong.
Labels:
hidden,
mailbox,
observation,
outside,
parallel existences,
peeking,
questioning reality,
trees,
worlds
Saturday, June 23, 2007
Hidden Colors
Even though no one can see my tie dye bootlaces, they make me feel happy.
Labels:
art,
bootlaces,
comfort,
employment,
hidden,
moments of happiness
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