Through My Eyes                                              



Tuesday  December 16
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Strawberries in Mom's garden. (  Two as one we have continued on through winter; on  a warm and bright future day we two  are  looking at the strawberry blossons!  Down by the studio we can hear our prayer flags as they soar in the spring wind. I worked on our a land of Tibet. ) I promise to add more tomorrow...






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Through my eyes





 ( Tahshi Deleh, gentle beautiful one!  Kehrahng kusu debo yinpeh? I thought you might like  a warm and bright future day slight gentle beautiful determined bright enduring one so I brought us this. Things continue on as usual so you needn't worry. The shed isn't far from this spot.  I'm continuing to work on our a land of Tibet. You'll notice in the poem I speak of the a people 'to whom religion was but poison' . As I remember this is  a reference to a quote from  Marxism which  was the basis for the Chinese communist government. You may know of this already. I'm not a student of Marx but at times this statement has merit. My feelings are that the  trappings of organized religion or any other belief based power structure can certainly be a poison when  used to impose unwanted choices as they often are!  A saying in our family is that it is better to be spiritual rather than religious.  It's a bit late; I'll put this up for now so we can rest.
 And so, as always we'll continue two as one on  to tomorrow
                                                my one gentle beautiful  patient  dream bright
                                                                  long  dark mane in sunlight
                                                                             so  for now I bid goodnight...Simjah Nahngo!)

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