Shadows and Swirls

The studio felt kind of overcast today. It was dark and shadowy, with a certain ‘loose at ends’ quality. The welcoming Spirit I normally encounter here seemed to have the day off.


As I stood patiently listening, I became aware of the swirling Cosmos around me. I was reminded of the silent dust devils that blow across the high desert here.

Leaning this swirling nest against shadowy lines, I knew I’d received what I came for. A ‘memento mori’ for today’s trip around the sun. I will remember. My gratitude runs deep.