We shape our self
to fit this world
and by the world
are shaped again.
The visible
and the invisible
working together
in common cause,
to produce
the miraculous.
I am thinking of the way
the intangible air
passed at speed
round a shaped wing
easily
holds our weight.
So may we, in this life
trust
to those elements
we have yet to see
or imagine,
and look for the true
shape of our own self,
by forming it well
to the great
intangibles about us.
-- David Whyte
i must fly into the heart of this day....
until then...i welcome you to share your stumble towards ecstasy.
so glad you will be here waiting when i return.
thank you lynne hoppe
your archive from
perfect.
thank you for this.
xoxoxo...
Posted by: Leslie | January 23, 2011 at 08:48 AM
Oh, dear! That "encore" stuff was left over from yesterday. Oh, well!
Flying into the heart of the day...is that a form of stumbling towards ecstasy?
Posted by: Magical Mystical Teacher | January 23, 2011 at 08:55 AM
Rebeccca,
One of my favorite David Whyte poems and your soft and gentle images have graced it with such a unique, ethereal and significantly feminine tone. Much of the time when this poem is shown, it is pictured with the wing of a jet. The supportive hand held beneath the place where life might be forming is a beautiful metaphor for his verse. In fact each image includes a hand shaping to fit--so that a bird may perch, blessing in the sign of the cross, or gathering so that flowers may be held or a brow caressed. Are these all not the great intangibles about us. Beautiful...
xxoox
Noelle
Posted by: Noelle | January 23, 2011 at 10:01 AM
David Whyte's exquisite poem and your photos send me off to church with peace in my heart. I'll be back to post something later today.
Posted by: Fran aka Redondowriter | January 23, 2011 at 10:06 AM
fly high into your day!
x..x
Posted by: Stephanie | January 23, 2011 at 11:57 AM
what beautiful words.. how do you always know just what words will help me each day?
these I am going to copy into my journal.. they have helped my inner little girl who struggles so..
my post is about a little red dress xo
Posted by: Miss Robyn | January 23, 2011 at 01:06 PM
love david whyte,
and how you combined his words with these images says much about you .
thank you ,
again and again.
Posted by: deb @ talk at the table | January 23, 2011 at 04:12 PM
Those pictures are mind-calming, they are heart-stopping, they are joy.
Posted by: Ms. Moon | January 23, 2011 at 04:39 PM
BEAUTY resides here for sure!! Wish I could put on that beautiful dress and that tiny flower in my hair!!!HOPE YOU had a SWEET Sunday sweet woman!
Posted by: Cinda Rae Oliverio | January 23, 2011 at 05:19 PM
Trusting in that invisible love and comforted by these words. Reading them shapes a better me.Thank you!
Posted by: gemma | January 23, 2011 at 06:52 PM
flying and dancing here with you
Posted by: deb taylor | January 24, 2011 at 03:31 AM
so happy to have bumped into another prompt of yours rebecca... found it by way of MMT thru another prompt one single impression... and thank you to the introduction of david whyte... i don't recall having heard him before..
Posted by: ms pie | January 25, 2011 at 11:59 PM
Such gorgeous scultpures - thank you for bringing this beauty to our eyes.
Posted by: Karen Gerstenberger | January 26, 2011 at 03:42 PM
Makes me long for long hair...again... I think I may need to get myself a nice long haired wig for days like this...
Happy Happy Friday, Magnificent one ! Have fun in the studio !
Posted by: Kim Mailhot | January 28, 2011 at 11:35 AM