| 12/31/06 Many Pictures Snow upon the rooftops. Many pictures coming together for the New Year. A feeling of relief steps through the door of creativity, and the soulular presence is felt in a much stranger force. This time opens me and I allow the presence of gift to be within me.-- Sitting opened. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 12/30/06 Round of My Life Coming forward more in the round of my life, I step deeper into the creases in the pages of my own desire and dreaming. I take time for what treasures the innocence of my being and I wrestle no longer what has tried to make me feel late, later, and latest. I am on time and in fact I have time to spare. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 12/29/06 Many Angles to Shift Opening to the shift in perception, I accept that the actual framework of my life is actually recalculating, and I cannot any longer change on any one level alone. I must allow the many angles to shift and take on the new. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 12/28/06 Layers of Spinning Air The sacred opens the door of this day. Sunrise clear and the cold nature of winter settles on the earth. I move through the layers of spinning air and I begin to embody the sound I need. A solid sound of who I am, instead of the scattered unnurtured sounds I awakened into. The collective mind is harsh an cruel but our singular nurtured minds will transform its sound into compassion. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 12/27/06 Round the Mandala Coming slowly into this day, I fold my frame into myself and allow compassion to fill me. I speak to my frame and give her room to feel the offering of this time. I round the mandala within me and listen for the doors to open and speak to me. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 12/26/06 The Daughter Returns Time taken into the earliness of morning. Rain, a release after such a time of giving and the receivement of so much color and joy. Inside the visionary experience of Christmas there is a memory that awakens us all. The memory of the suns return and the expansion once again of our days. Slowly the daughter of Demeter begins to think of returning home to the light of her mother Demeter and the thought of life above begins to seed. I have lived many years inside this story and I know it in my palm. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 12/25/06 This House Full heart, rising the tide of this season of light, joy, and seeking. I take into myself the force of will that holds this time inside the cup of itself, and I drink in the color, the life, the presence, and the unknown. I drink the cup of my own light. Up early to write and center this day into the sacred of its intent in my life, I prepare gifts, light candles, and watch the first light rise into our world. Family beginning to rise and stir, we will have sangha, a Christmas breakfast, open gifts, go to friends, and then later friends and family here for Christmas dinner. We realize that this is the first year this house has had a whole Christmas in many many years. It was divided into a business and an apartment before. We love this house and she loves us. Her Goddess is the Lady of the Lake, and she rises through the center of it. This house is very fay. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 12/24/06 Horizon The sky lights slowly and I can see it reach across the horizon. My father told me always to keep my eye on the horizon. He died in his plane deep inside the ocean of his awareness and I think of him today, and not in sadness, but in all that he gives to me. I am now a raven and I use my flight to transform the death of life to the play of my sacred innocence that first flew with my eye on the horizon. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 12/23/06 Space Giving Me Room Space giving me room for all the color of this day, and all the joy it gives to the world around me. I take in the full spectrum of light that lands on the surface of this season and implore my heart to open to its full volume. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 12/22/06 Timing Timing placing the skills of my life squarely before me. I begin to rotate my vision till I widen the view into a whole new landscape. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 12/21/06 To Be An Artist Up in the middle of the night knowing this is the hardest point of reference in one's life. To be an artist is to create and create in a world that has crowded its walls with the emptiness of the future and art disturbs its sides. When we allow the sides of our lives to be disturbed, we expand. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 12/20/06 Our Anniversary Folding open the doors of this time, I sit into this day of our 18th anniversary. Robert & I embodied in our work, our art, our love. We have come to a grace that consumes our fire, breathes our breath, and surrounds our being. We have risked much to be one and the depth we travel together hides no secrets. We are naked to the truth of each other's beauty, and I know this is the greatest risk of all. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 12/19/06 I Write the Words of My Life Up between the branches that hold me, I write the words of my life that collaborate with my inner world. We take in the whole picture of who we are, but it takes eons to assimilate it fully. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 12/18/06 Limbs of My Own Branches I move into the limbs of my own branches because oak is the strength of my will. I hold still the breath of doubts, and I breathe in the full awareness of truth. I step into the beat of this day and steady my hand on the oar. My daughter returns to her present home, but under her feet is a beautiful mystical astrological reading, a wonderful mystical sister unfolded for her in the exact rhythm and support and recognition she needed. This was her birthday present from Robert & me. She is in her boat and she has a firm seat and a steady hand on her oar. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 12/17/06 Compassion of Knowing Up within the bare branches of what holds me, I take in the compassion of knowing. The feeling of this day fills me and I dare not guess its mode of direction. I listen and I begin to flow into its rhythm, while treasuring my own needs. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 12/16/06 Space of Freedom Opening the space of freedom needed I unite my potential to the day's presence. I call forward compassion and find relief in the calling of desire. I rise early to center myself inside the calling. © Raven Su.Sane |
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| 12/15/06 Time That Holds Water The rising tide pours through me and I become changed by the time that holds water. The rhythm within rolls within words and I sit this morning with my daughter of 23 years. Today is her birthday and we make this day our own, as we reclaim her seal's skin. The sea inside calls us both and the tide washes through our many threads of longing. © 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 12/14/06 I Nest into My Words Up within the relationship I hold with the night, and the darkness enfolds me. I nest into my words and I write from a heart that listens to the rhythm of my living. The night holds the words and I begin to write a new body of work. Enclosed is the naming, so I sit with the gold all around me and later lay within the organics of what has matured within me. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 12/13/06 The Day Sits Inside Me The day sits inside me, as my life becomes more filled with the resonance of knowing. I feel the need of clarity, so I let the day move about inside me so I can form a familiarity with it. Days are like people, they have many layers, many levels of realization, and I need to sit deeply with this one. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 12/12/06 Morning Rises Within Me Morning rises within me and I take up my feelings of yellow, and allow the light to penetrate my soul. The purpose of this time unknown, but very given to. My daughter, who I talk to most days, but have not seen her sweet face in a year, comes Thursday, with her husband and little ones. Our closeness always sitting inside our deep kindred spirits. Life has tried to forbid many things, but it cannot forbid our love. Snow still on the ground will delight her. She is a Christmas child, her birthday being Friday. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 12/11/06 A Balance My life becomes more involved in the carriage of my frame, as I take in more deeply the healing needed for grace and flexibility. Lost is the silence of motion that tries to place this time into a known place. I sit in the wheel of confusion and wait for all to settle into a balance my frame can achieve. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 12/10/06 Sacred Being the Wave Sacred being the wave of potential that lights the flame of our own inheritance, of the vastness of who we are and what we truly know. I look into this time before Christmas and I endeavor to take in deeper the joy of memory and the presence of today. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 12/08/06 Snow Snow, beautiful snow, hight in the snow covered limbs, from my 3rd story nest. Magical morning, even though the feeling of day has not quite reached my body. Up high enough to see the large flakes as they gently drift down. There is much now that moves and I am taking inside the difference. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 12/05/06 Keeping Safe Keeping safe the interior mode needed for this day, I look into the light this day carries. I accept the shadows of integrity it must fulfill. The embracement of intention is clearly seen and I follow this thread into the motion of this ti,e. Today is the opening of our show and much intuition must be allowed to make it round. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 12/04/06 Accept the Silence Opening my heart to the feelings of my frame, I hold myself gently. I accept the silence it needs and the time it yields to my work. Achy this morning, fell last week on the stairs at the studio. Moving deeper to understand the language of my body, as it speaks of many needs. I accept the beauty in its ability to respond to honesty. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 12/03/06 The Sacred in Ourselves Today is our Christmas Salon and we all move about early in our house. The morning sun glazes the limbs and I sit with one candle lit, a clear day. The limbs look like little ladders that climb into the center of the tree that reaches up to my window's view. I ring the bell and we all now gather for sangha. A time for feeling the sacred in ourselves and each other. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 12/02/06 Body of Work The sacred enfolds this morning and i begin to know more than I recognized. The words of the body of work that we now show begin to flow and I take in deeply their meaning. I ask to sit more deeply inside of them, so i will be comfortable within this time. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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| 12/01/06 The Deep Nature Up between the day and night, still merging with the energy of the show we just hung. The feeling of the deep nature of all that it is fills me and how it finally spoke to us, and it was like magic. Through our art we find a doorway into the invisible, the magical, the possibility of dreams, and I am in awe of this nature. I open my heart and hands to the magic of this day. (c) 2006 Raven Su.Sane |
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