St GEORGIA & Boo
on a path with wilder ones
Category: art/photography
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We are learning about space. Imagining whats our there, trying to conceive how big the universe really is, how little we are and really know. The one thing i have noticed the most since coming here, is the stars. Rarely in life, did i look up. Now i can’t help but not. Here in this…
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chère douce Paris, je reviendrai un jour We shall not cease from exploration And the end of all our exploring Will be to arrive where we started And know the place for the first time. What we call the beginning is often the end And to make and end is to make a…
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The figure symbolizes my spiritual nature or God life This means that a wonderful pose of life has been shown me The beautiful poise of life assumes a unique pattern as my love enshrined in a rhythm of spiritual beauty moves and sweeps through mountains deserts rocks water birds and animals Everything God created everywhere…
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We gathered again on Christmas Eve as we always do with other families at my mums oldest, dearest, friends house. This year was different. This year, we were all here, with the children a year older and happy to reintroduce themselves to each other and the same faces we see only once a year and…
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This year has been a hard one for our family, big changes came with big challenges, much of which we are still unfolding. My girls sometimes worry that we are unique in the current unrest of our home, that the waves of emotions and truthful uncertainties are not something that is felt within the homes of…
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I have been slowing down, sifting through, and clearing out on purpose. Life has presented me with an abundance of challenges over the past few months, with children, family, finances and grand life decisions. I keep reassuring myself there is no wrong here, just different paths to take, i keep reminding myself that i am…
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rustic apple and sour cherry pie.
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I lie abstracted and hear beautiful tales of things and the reasons of things,They are so beautiful I nudge myself to listen. I cannot say to any person what I hear… I cannot say it to myself… It is very wonderful. -Walt Whitman, leaves of grass Rustic apple and sour cherry pie for…
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takings from, Whitman’s Leaves of Grass.
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I exist as I am, that is enough If no other in the world be aware, I sit content And if each and all be aware I sit content. Whoever degrades another degrades me… and whatever is done or said, returns at last to me, And whatever I do or say I also…
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dear girls.
St GEORGIA & Boo 