Life stops when we don't stop to observe our feelings and thoughts. I believe that by being aware and accepting what is happening inside and outside, we allow ourselves to hear our inner song. Our dreams then become like seeds with great creative power. That's when miracles happen. When we listen to our hearts' calling in the moment, we can also connect with people who share the same inner visions and together we can reflect and build new wonderful communities.
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
tiny biny..
The is the tinniest notebook so far.. I made it in Ras Sudr.. It reminded me of my friend Majik.. Cause he's a bibi and he likes the little fishies.. thamaka ❦ So I gave it to him on his birthday.
This one i also made in Moonbeach... its colors looked very pretty there on the beach.. it was nearly sunset.. This one reminds me about 'Giving'... I was sitting there on the beach with my father and his friends, a young woman was sitting next to me, she said she wanted it.. and i couldn't give it to her.. Now I wish I did.. cause, instead of keeping it with me for months now, it would have felt so much better with her.. there on the beach.. it would have been a nice souvenir.. in that nice atmosphere..
This is the back cover... I gave this tiny book of seeds to my father, so that he gives it to her when he meets her..
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
Sunday, October 16, 2011
Friday, October 14, 2011
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