Archive for April, 2015

Another Journey


“…there ain’t no journey what don’t change you some.”
― David Mitchell


This may be a short entry tonight for once again I have spent the day travelling from west to east and I find myself weary. This is another trip visiting relatives with kids and pets and general merriment. Still every journey should have a purpose and this is a voyage of recharging and empowerment for me. I have the intention of doing only that which brings joy and forsaking the rest and bring that sense of fun back with me to Vancouver.
Blessings, G


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Shadow of the MindShadow of the Mind by G A Rosenberg


Heart Lost in Transit


“Live, travel, adventure, bless, and don’t be sorry.”
― Jack Kerouac


Another trip beckons
A journey of the heart
in which my heart gets left behind
Pain in leaving
but the travel as always is good.
Old friends, old habits
learned a lifetime ago.
The laughter of innocence
amid the heaviness of today.
Still there is awe in the voyage
and my heart will remain
upon my return.
— G A Rosenberg


Blessings, G


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In the DetailsIn the Details by G A Rosenberg


VisageVisage by G A Rosenberg

Time-Zone (Redux)


Our own creation
imposes our rhythm and order
Chronos gone askew


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Time-Zone (Redux)Time-Zone(redux) by G A Rosenberg

Life With Doors


“Philosophy is like trying to open a safe with a combination lock: each little adjustment of the dials seems to achieve nothing, only when everything is in place does the door open.”
— Ludwig Wittgenstein


Sometimes my life seems like a series of doors. Each one opens and I am faced with new treasures and new challenges to face. The next door will open only when I have faced the challenges and my life has reached a new configuration. This may take minutes or years and sometimes the two may seem interchangeable for time is nothing here but a measure of process. I must meet, love and have conflict with people and must come to certain realizations in order to make it through. Sometimes there are two or more doors waiting for me. Which one opens all depends on how I choose to handle things in the present. Some doors will return, others will disappear forever leaving only a faint afterimage on my soul of the road not traveled. Still there is that in me that enjoys the game and wants to make the most out of every room I’m in. Yet there is that in me that also wishes to find an exit as I walk through the last doorway.
Blessings, G


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Envisioning - Held in SpaceEnvisioning-Held in Space by G A Rosenberg


On Top of ThingsOn Top of Things by G A Rosenberg


Shadows Cast by a Glowing Crystal (Story Fragment)


“Self-care is not selfish. You cannot serve from an empty vessel.”
— Eleanor Brownn

Something a bit different tonight. Often when I create art, I feel inspired to write poetry or meditate. My pink crystal picture tonight came with a story or at least the beginnings of one…


The crystal that she held by its thin chain glowed pink and it cast strange shadows on the walls of the room. The crystal was fascinating. It seemed to contain faces within its facets and the faces held as many emotions as the crystal had facets. The faces like the light appeared on the wall. I could hear a strange droning noise. If I listened closely I could almost hear whispered voices. It was as if the faces  on the wall were speaking and each one was telling the tale of its life. I heard whispers of pain and joy and longing for an existence that had been denied to them for too long. As I walked towards the face that looked the most benevolent, its voice started supplanting the others so that I could hear it above the din and drone that was going on around me. “My name is Fred Thornton and when I first encountered the gem, I was on a trip to Athens….”


Blessings, G

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Shadows Cast by a Glowing CrystalShadows Cast by a Glowing Crystal by G A Rosenberg


The FeedingThe Feeding by G A Rosenberg


Energy Rising (Redux)


Primal energy
rising from root to the crown
ready to be used


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Energy Rising (Redux)Energy Rising (Redux) by G A Rosenberg


Each Second


“No such thing as spare time
no such thing as free time
no such thing as down time
All you have is life time
— Henry Rollins

Each second counts
a lifetime of moments
wasted? Lived!
Yet so many
slip by
without awareness
doing what?No
Does it matter
without the mind
and spirit
to be present
We add the live to life
with be-ing and will
The clock is ticking
and our lives are our own
if we own them
— G A Rosenberg


Blessings, G

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46-BifronsBifrons (#46 in Goetia Series) by G A Rosenberg


Coalescing FireCoalescing Fire by G A Rosenberg


Luminous ReflectionsLuminous Reflections by G A Rosenberg