The Earth and Her Lovers - Air, Fire, and Water
She gazed upon her
children, admiring each
lover’s finest traits.
It is not secret that I love to paint metaphors and hidden meaning into my paintings. I especially love to give humanness to non-human entities. Who knew that after many days of pondering old and, perhaps, new relationships . . . I would find myself imagining the Earth as a strong feminist spirit whose love and passion and playfulness with ALL the elements is what gave rise to the evolution of humans.
So, if the Earth is your mother, who do you think (or maybe you know for certain) your father is? I, personally, have had the DNA testing that proves my paternity, and I know who many of my full brothers and sisters are.
But I love all the rest of my half-siblings equally. There is room for us all in our mother's house. We must work hard not to wash over, blow away, or burn up one an other's lives. Mmmmwha! Let's all get together at mom's one day soon!
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I am a pretty normal, usual woman. I spend my days writing, making art, selling found treasures, and companioning my peers and elders in finding meaning and beauty in the life we have left. My posts use metaphor, watercolor, haiku, poetry, and contemplative musings to create signposts and guides for those looking for meaning and direction in their everyday life. Contact me if you think I might be able to help you sort a few things out - I would love that.
Sunday, August 7, 2016
The Earth is Our Mother . . . .but Who is Your Father?
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