shaking the hands

photo "identification card" ~ Tomas Karkalas

identification card ~ Tomas Karkalas

sitting by the window became my day, but I didn’t stop talking , because I dipped the paintbrush into art paint. This is how I discovered the world outside the window, within myself.

The same Spirit rests in all of us, and we hurt her if we name one who is next to us as the unknown passerby.

My pictures are the stairs to the world where the gratitude rules and transforms hard questions into the relax.

 

4 thoughts on “shaking the hands

      • I am well, my friend; as I hope you are. You are, of course correct in the many meanings of ’empty pockets.’ Perhaps I should delve deeper into it.
        I can see the parable of the empty pocket in your painting above, with the contrast of the hot and cold. It depends on what empties the pocket, does it not?
        I wish you health and happiness, and many loving days with the grandchild.

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      • Thank you for the wishes. My grandchildren do well -grow and discover the world, meanwhile I discover myself while watching them. The benefit is mutual I think – we are experiencing the miracles of our inner world -the Spirit’s leading that is much greater thing than my “empty pocket”

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