An artist has no problem occupying, diving into, or even setting sail into the vacant, the open, and the unknown.
Such pursuit of discovery is a beautiful way to unwrap the gift that is called possibility.
Today, may you and your discovery horizons be blessed.
Seaside, Florida 2015
Ego of the trees burning away,
green to gold to bourbon fade.
Night stays long – the candle’s friend,
a majestic unwind curls spring’s next grin.
So now we may waltz with what sheds in the fall
for there’s no other way to rise through it all.
Grounded in love and making room for the bloom,
Autumn, the first verse of what’s ‘to be continued’…
With the perfect swing, you keep your right foot down. Or there’s the imperfect way.
There’s perfect pitch and then there’s this.
The perfect painting is all planned with no freedom or improvising allowed.
#Eclecticism
Awareness of the now.
Hope on the horizon.
Connection.
Joy-filled, wondrous experience.
Quiet service.
Click here to download in iTunes LTMP Episode 7: The dots. The lines. The circle.
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This week’s artist overview is My Morning Jacket. Be sure to purchase their new record, The Waterfall.
The song we look into is called ‘In Its Infancy (The Waterfall)’. Lyrics can be found below.
Again [x10]
The idea was always there, in it’s infancy
The seed took root, over many years
An idea grows before it walks
And as it walks, it learns to run
And as it runs, it feels it’s form
The waterfall, can it be stopped?
Again [x12]
[Chorus x2:]
Again I stop the waterfall by simply thinking
Again I stop the waterfall before my breathing
Again I stop the waterfall by finally feeling
Again I stop the waterfall by just believing
Again [x11]
Ashton.Gustafson 