sacredspaces

sacredspace;
temples of devotion to our dreams and our dharma.
expressions of affirmations that nourish our longings to rise... to transform... to extend great expansive influence over the landscape of our lives.

sacredspace; an ever-permeating concept;
being and doing, creating and allowing, action and stillness, awareness and honoring...

sacred exists in the balance. between faith and diligence.
the balance of artful living;
delicate and dynamic....
...vulnerable and unwaveringly strong.

sacred is the personification of art's reverence to symbolism.

in the abundance of sacred in all that is... mundane moments, and majestic ones, are unified.

unity is the undertone of all things creative.
...creation is connection and connection is most sacred.
art is lipservice to the divine.. the flavour of salvation...sacred sustenance by which to nourish more beautiful realities... sustain more shining aspirations.

....sacredspaces are within us, breeding in those pools of inspiration.
igniting in the primal desire to connect.
to experience something divine...
to be called to the highest purposeful production.
once blessed by suchsacredawareness... living becomes a ritualistic dance rife with expression.

sacredspaces inside, once realized, mobilized, carried on, with knowing, that despite circumstance and scenario... we are indomitable if aligned with our unique expression.

integrity acts a shield protecting these fertile innerspaces,
our temples of truth...of perennial possibility..
as sacredbloomsforth from within .... creating art of all life,
build those spaces for the divine to manifest its amenity by beauty...

construct gorgeous nooks whereto pay homage to your dreams...
platforms on which to energize and empower your creations...
...altars for actualization.
infuse them with potentiality.

sacredspaces make real the intentions we have to succeed. to nourish. to evolve. to be free.
sacredspaces: veneration for all that is possible.

i pray words in time with breath breath in time with heart
alive in the presence and returned to the source that drives the unseen momentum


words embody the notions that i cannot otherwise release,
emulating the motions of the soul.


" it is a tremendous act of violence to begin anything "

as with all things new, destruction breeds creation and like the phoenix we shatter ideals and demolish barriers and turn breakdowns into breakthroughs with so much fury when impassioned to rise up.
the way of non-violence must instigate a more subtle and organic form of commencement.

along the path to discovery we listen for clues whispered in the breeze. silently conspiring to strive for peace while mired in excess and aggression both sensory and otherwise...and the wind will tell us the sacred stories of nature that reflect our own innocence, our innate ability to sprout naturally and sans-violence and destruction, of forcefulcounterproduction
...everything beautiful is born from suffering, and to loiter too long down the halls of seeming ineptitude leaves space for the chaos to breed.
believe in the way of organic creation,a peaceful and purposeful place to begin is paved with faith.

inclination toward inspiration
sensory elevation
it is with love that we attune to the frequency of universal truth.

travelling without moving;
neither contrary nor arbitrary are the instances by which we discover grace...such mesmerizing subtlety cannot be substituted nor pass under the guise of familiarity..
grace is a nuance unique..  likened to the caress of a breeze that brings subtle resolution.. a peacegiving intuitive dance, beauty of persuasion without motive. simple, understated, elegant,...& no further from your fingertips when you are aligned.
...each time i imagine grace, attempt instinctual knowing... i envision a great oak, majestic under blue sky and vast fields of golden canvas... the breeze of grace lives here, delicately revealing admonition of her presence, grace floats in like wisps of a dandelion blown in with someone's wish...
'cross the habitat of your spirit.
the tenor of grace is to bless.
with sensual stillness we discover its axiom of peace.