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IN memory… 

Some words I wrote contemplating death. I know what you’re thinking, how does this relate to the art and work? It’s been a present theme for my world and a source of creative impetus this season. Notably it was Picasso who said, “Every act of creation is first an act of destruction.” While death destroys the perception of a human life, the spiritual life continues…

 

 

When the bell strikes its final toll to call each angel home there is a light that descends around each departing form. The luminance is far too bright for the human eye to see and the choirs are far too loud for the human ear to hear. The warmth of the Beloved soothes all worry while the heavenly hymns comfort all fear. As the spirit departs from flesh to return to the invisible realm of being, every fiber echoes with truth. Every note is steeped in color as the soul is gently delivered through the passage of death.

Life to Life. Peace abound.

 

 

*travel gently D.P.  ❤