Hello again! I’m back – a week later than planned, but I’m here now, and I thought I’d give you a bit of an update on what’s been happening here at Equenergy. The original plan was to take time off … Read More
The pink Is riding the ochre The pink is a saint We know this by the halo He’s also a juggler And even if his clubs Fall They never reach the ground Just like him The drawing lines Try to … Read More
During my research about modern witchcraft and holistic care, I have realized that the two subjects are quite closely aligned. Popular culture sees the witch as a mythical old hag or a woman who is cast out from society for … Read More
As soon as I finished it and I wanted to go to bed, I felt that there was something good in it. I saw it in passing two more times that night and the feeling was still there. In the … Read More
I joined the social network for A Chronic Voice earlier this year because I needed to find people who understand what life is like with chronic pain. Today I have written a post using the September link-up prompts, to show … Read More
Under the drawing lines there are only two shapes. One is yellow. One is multi colored. The drawing lines above the second, bigger shape, were used as borders among the colors. The drawing and the multi colored shape became glued … Read More
I am. I think of A. I make A out of myself. In order for A to be A, it needs B all around it. So B is created too just as I create A. Now A, a part of … Read More
Yesterday and today I did two new paintings. I did them small. You finish faster this way and are able to see what you made immediately. I look at the second one now, the one I just finished. The first … Read More
All the drawings and paintings in the blog are thought forms. They are different forms of thoughts than those that we create with language. It is a different way to know and communicate. It is the language that we need … Read More
The flowers grow in all kinds of shapes The light in the flowers Is your light The light in all things Is your light Every little speck of dust Is a door The door is always open Come, go through … Read More
