my sense is that even the simplest song can hold power....one just arose in me while i sat here, knitting...it began as a question, is this a song...and it sounded like a song...so i think even though no one but myself heard it, it moved through the deep sea of the ocean we can't see for we are it. back to knitting...and singing...to myself, to the ocean. it all began when i noticed just this breathing....in and out....a celebration of being breathed....as a song.
the inspiration was a song i heard from Dr Estes
the painting i made feeling toward a new form/song while living in Germany in 2009
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