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Not caring and not not caring.
Not trying and not not trying.
Not getting it and not not getting it.
|My first radishes from the garden.|
|Working through the blocks.|
No story, no narrative, no plot, no arc,
No plan, no idea of success,
No reason, no hope, no logic,
No subject, no object,
Not trying to entertain you,
Not setting out to make something interesting, smart, nice, or fun,
Not worthwhile, nothing more to be done
Not for anyone's benefit,
Not to correct a wrong from the past,
Not a call for justice,
Not to gain power nor to get attention,
Not for love or money;
But, being a part of a world that
Wishes to know itself,
Pencil, rising like awareness,
Makes marks willy-nilly.
I frame the moment but only for a moment.
|This cycle is not a cycle but is called a cycle.|
|This crowded planet is not a crowded planet but I call it a crowded planet.|
|Confusion in my thoughts is not confusion but appears to me to be confusion.|
Where are my glasses?
Seeing clearly now. No filters. Bare awareness.
|Heart of the season.|
|Heat of the season.|
Buried in possibilities, feeling needy,
each decision expands, not reduces, my choices,
with new things that need decisions,
like, "is that okay?"
and only after eliminating more distractions,
quickly, finally, comes
different than I had expected.
|Embracing the world not separate from myself.|
Practicing letting go.
Practicing not letting go.
Not practicing not letting go.
Not practicing letting go.
|The wonder of growing.|
physical limitations, and
as much as possible
in each piece; and,
withholding nothing from the process,
I learn from the work,
"not this, not this, not this..."