tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382541836368981865.post4286400735114427763..comments2023-09-15T07:31:57.059-06:00Comments on woman with wings: a long-lasting flamePeggyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/18071261854957363637noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382541836368981865.post-17241678574994625142010-12-07T19:23:26.191-07:002010-12-07T19:23:26.191-07:00beautifully said!beautifully said!Peggyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/18071261854957363637noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3382541836368981865.post-34106978679997908162010-12-07T09:36:08.064-07:002010-12-07T09:36:08.064-07:00I am reminded of a recent encounter of mine with m...I am reminded of a recent encounter of mine with my pink lotus-flower votive-holder on my little alter. After lighting it, I let the match drop flaming into the pool of wax, aware that it might cause "problems." Yet I sat and watched as I meditated, watched as the too-big flames darkened and then began to crackle the shell-petals before I blew out the flame. Those perfectly pink petals that bothered me in their perfection now record that moment of experimentation, and in their longish dark smudges remind me of the angel-wing shadows that sometimes form before my eyes, shadows that curl and swirl, the pupa settling into a chrysalis, about to break free.Chrishttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07914839749802740935noreply@blogger.com