Through My Eyes                                                                                                                                                                                          *  I haven't had the chance to work on the sculpture of Tara Drolma except to keep the clay moist. But as with land along the stream ideas have arisen and formed in my mind... Another March 10th has come and gone, another March 12th another March 14th. Only a few days to speak of 51 years of struggling survival and then become quiet again. It was difficult to go back to life as usual when  I know life in Tibet is no better and yet the world seems to have turned the page. As Gandhi once said: " Freedom is never dear at any price. It is the breath of life. What would a man not pay for living?" All beings need freedom to grow and live; it is as important to the heart as air is to the body for without it life is empty of purpose and hope. Knowing this I find myself not at ease- for my friends cannot breathe. There's a lot more to add but as usual two as one we'll add to the notes later beautiful one!                                                                                                                                                               * courtesy of A Luminous Diamond (Bright) Crystal Show productions. The information for                                                                           the sketches is  courtesy of the Footprint Tibet handbook by Gyurme Dorje.      ( please click here to return to my spinning for you!)