Creativity Gallery

 

 Sunrise on Upper Lopez Canyon Road

                                                                  by Ginny Conrow

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 There are Words in Me


There are words in me
     flying, singing
Fluttering their wings
     against the wires of the cage
Asking, pleading
     to fly free into the open air


There to taste the pure air of a world

     cleansed by rain
     plowed and planted
     where late spring's flowers
     shine with radiance


Then having filled themselves with joy
     the words fly
Soaring above the trees
Singing to heal the listener
Each flap of the wing moving the universe
     atom by atom.


Anna G. Carey © 2011

 


"In nature I meditate on the humor, beauty and peace of the present moment." ~ Teddy Llovet
 
 

See more of Teddy's work at  http://www.flickr.com/photos/teddyllovet/page2/

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On the Tuoski Trail overlooking Lopez Lake sparkling in the morning sunshine

Nature photography by                        Ginny C.

 

 

Life is a Loving Cup


Life is a loving cup
I share it with you
I see you drink deeply from this loving cup of life
My heart opens as I look into your eyes
You pass me the cup


I lift the cup to my lips and taste this life anew
I drink more and more of the cup
My heart is full
I place the cup between us


I raise my eyes to yours
Seeing love of life reflected between us
We rise to our feet
We dance in the sun and among the trees
For the joy of living is a love forever.

 


Anna G. Carey © 2011

 

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Karen Wilkins is a talented singer/songwriter

 Waiting

Wait until the time is right... Wait until I’ve won that fight...
Wait until I’ve found my might... Wait until I’ve got good sight
 Waitin’ for that brighter day... Waitin’ for the lotta to pay...
 Waitin’ for the right thing to say... Waitin’ till I deserve to play
                     Waitin’...... I just keep waitin’...

Wait until I’ve fed my soul... Wait until I’m on a roll...
Wait until my egos dead... Wait to hear what spirit said...
 Waitin’ for that fear to go away...Waitin’ for a much brighter day.
 Waitin’ till I have my say... Waitin’ for everything to be O.K...
                     Waitin’..... I’m still,  waitin’...

Waitin’ for the rains to fall... Waitin’ for my man to call...
Waitin’ for my child to grow... Waitin’ till I somehow know...
 Waitin’ for my dream to change... Waitin’ for my mind to rearrange
 Waitin’ til new beliefs sink in, Maybe then I can Begin...
                    Why am I still waitin’...

      If I wait too long, precious time will be gone...
      And the chances are, I won’t get as far...
      So I’ll push through my fear, really living becomes quite clear... 
      And keep my faith very near, for deep desire put me here...
      I have these great big dreams, but they’re waitin’ in the wings...
  Life happens in the bat of an eye,I must use my gifts before I die
Wait until I’ve got the words, especially if they’re not absurd...
Wait until I write this song, and hope it isn’t way too long.
        I’m not waitin’, no I’m not waitin’...  

      copyright Karen Wilkins 2010

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 Ceanothus in glorious spring bloom along Upper Lopez Canyon Road, Arroyo Grande

One of my joys is nature photography. 

 I consider it creating from
meditation, as most photos are taken while distance walking, which is
certainly a meditative state, alone in God's creation.

Ginny C.

 

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When we meditate, our outer shell falls away and we are able to excavate our inner artist. During one of our imagery exercises, we were taken on a journey above the trees and over water. We were asked; "What is carrying you?" and I knew it was butterflies because I was one of them.

When I went home I was able to paint this watercolor of my journey.

Nancy W

 

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One day during meditation, I thought "Why not?" and went home and picked up my paint brush!

 

Nancy

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

When we meditate, we release everything we no longer need to carry around. For those things we choose to continue carrying we have the Inspired Tote by Ruth.

 

 
  
 
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