Apr 2019
Straddling our individual beams of light, we ride for the gap; and at the gathering-in of shadows, with a backward glance at once fleeting and forgiving, we leap beyond our earth-boundness in a bid to discover the source of our brilliance; accepting that if we fail we will never know more or less than that.
‘This is the beginning of a road whose end is totally unknown and totally known.’
- Marion Woodman
- Marion Woodman
(F/Christchurch, New Zealand)
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