etidings April 01, 2007
Marisa, your words “either the shadows receded, or painting crept stealthily forwards; either way I came to realize that, being an interior designer was not my lot - I had to paint.” must have marked a time of great clarity for your on your creative journey. {{The Spaces Between}} I recall a time having been quite small almost as if I were not here at all. And I have this feeling too that like bright moon, I will be with letting light shine through - any time soon. {{Castle Window}} There is more to me than your eye at first can see. Be with looking more carefully to the left of my window, and the ‘flower viewing face’ be with seeing. Lived this lady within the castle in times of long long ago that now be no more. Yet, I do clearly recall how she loved to be with planting and scenting flowers at the foot of her faithful castle wall. {{Viridis Pax}} We the moss-adorned rocks of this lovely place have watched with admiration many the tree from seedling grow way up into the high blue. And they with being well pleased with what they found there did willingly yield up to the floor to make room for more. Trees and we are of a kind that be. {{Morning in the Alps}} Oh, Sun’s warm light feels so good upon our face! Would that every place here could be with such a marvellous grace. {{Moonrise}} I am the bright light tunnel from this charming world over into another. Rise from the valleys and be for a time with travelling through me for there is much over there for you to be with seeing. Countless be the bright tunnels like me running our ways between the myriad worlds. Come and believe to see. Cordially, Richard of eTidings

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