A bow is drawn slowly; elegantly across the strings of an instrument singly sweetly to emotion: it bleeds. It is a weeping, sorrowful song that enlightens. One long elicited note that sings to reconciliation and suddenly, there is a sense of clarity. In the distant, there is a strumming - a smooth beat which summons strength. What is brewing?
Ability.
And where from here?
...only God knows.
Journeys are not devoid of meaning - they are road maps of impeccably placed footsteps leading to success in all forms. Throughout this process, I pull inspiration from all things musing design, art, empathy, and beautiful good will. Through teaching, listening, learning, cooking, sharing and loving I have an abundance of awesomeness. It is life, love and the meaning of.
Monday, January 9, 2012
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