“A New Face in My Life”
You seem to have a new life in your face. Yes! I have a new face in my life.
You seem to have a new life in your face. Yes! I have a new face in my life.
All Creativity is Guided: the Spirit World Inspires the Soul to Aspire the Love to the world and Beyond.
By fractal analysis, it has been proven that all of the million or so of Jackson Pollock's spontaneous drippings and flingings were not random: therefore, somehow planned. So how then can we not believe in Guidance?
Whoever would have thought that after all my years of such strong ambivalence (to put it mildly) towards my mother, I would eventually come to feel so Beloved by her? I've been so Blessed by Guidance.
Breathes there the man with soul so dead, who never to himself hath said, I am her Beloved, I live in her Love. (with apologies to Sir Walter Scott)
I am her beloved, I live in her love. I am her love.
I know many singers who also play – but few players who also sing.
Can a lullaby ever be played? Isn't love to be sung?
You are as my mother aspired to be: when I look in your eyes – it’s her love I see. This is reprised (“haiku'd”) as You are as my mother – it’s her love I see.
I paint for you: for you to be inspired to paint for others.