THE BIRTH OF DUST

Why all the burning lights in the sky?

For what purpose do they shine?

Rocks do that?

But what set the rock on fire to burn forever till it dies to dust once again?

I don’t want your foot in the sky, okay?






 

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THE DANCE

BACKGROUND CREAM AND BROWN

originally posted on wordwarriordavies-tight.com on 10.23.2015

THE DANCE

It is the song that determines the dance, not the other way around.

The dance never comes before the song, whether in your mind, your body, the universe of you, or a sound that you hear or a sight that you see or a presence in your soul that you feel.

The sound of your soul, mind, body, environment propels you to dance the sound — with or without ears, with or without sight, with or without limbs, with or without money or other resources, because at some point in your existence you realize that the only actual, dependable resource you possess is not your family, friends, associates, religion, affiliations, job nor successes.

Your only resource, actual and dependable, is you.

Dance to that song.

~ Sharon Lee Davies-Tight


THE LAST DANCE

This dance is different.

The song will not precede the dance.

When you hear the song,

The dance will already be over.

~ Sharon Lee Davies-Tight


Welcome Home! 

This is your new planet. Earth.

Treat all that inhabits it well.

This is the last home you’ll have.

~ Sharon Lee Davies-Tight





BIRTH OF A SEED

Crisp lines mark the point of juncture superseding parallel forms enveloping new space, playing the role of incubator needed to grow new life within the empty but fertile space, opening briefly to accommodate that which acts as the last connection prior to that birth – the birth of the seed. If the seed comes first, before the plant, then something else created the original seed.

That ‘something else’ I call God. That concept emerged as new with the virgin birth of Jesus. It’s not so much that Mary needed a virgin birth to keep from being stoned to death for her out-of-wedlock baby, but that a greater God than her own God, needed someone to work through to introduce the world to the concept that our human seeds originated from a source greater than the plant and the seed combined.






MY CENTER OF CALM

YOUR LIFE MATTERS

With all the catastrophic events going on around the world on a daily basis – all the hurt, all the suffering and despair – I  find my center of calm here. Although the suffering is evident in many of the pictures I create, it’s muted enough so I can find and focus on my center of calm – exactly as I did when I painted them. It’s important in the work I do, that I keep refreshing that memory.

Find your own center of calm during times of chaos and then never forget that you do indeed have one.






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