“Very Sure of Her”
To write tuneless and yet of your Mother of Love, you must be very sure of Her.
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“A Chorus of Leaves”
A chorus of leaves singing as conducted.
“Danced by Shiva”
Trees, too, are danced by Shiva.
“Stoically Buddhist”
Trees are stoically Buddhist.
“Millions of Leaves”
Millions of leaves all dancing to Heaven's Breath.
“You Live to Heal”
I'm sitting here on the floor where I do my painting. And it’s as if I can hear Them singing to me: You live to heal. That's why you exist.
“Born to Be Altruistic”
Everyone exists to heal: we are born to be altruistic. But the trauma of our births hinders us.
“The Ultimate Task of the Photographer”
Look at this rose I'm holding. Do you see it as an Instance of God? No, you reply. So let me turn it around, just a little. Now do you see it as God? Yes! I
“The More I Love the Subject”
The more I love the subject, that is to say, the more I feel loved by it, the more will you feel loved by my photo of it.
“Manifesting the Muse”
All forms of Creativity are but differing ways of manifesting the Muse, the Mother of Love.