Where do threads originate? And how deep do our roots grow? How high do we fly?
For me, it began early. Then I pushed it away for half a century.
In briefest synopsis, expressed below as "floetry"...
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"Nature is not something to look at, it is something to experience, my Son."
My Eagle Scout father imbued this into my psyche, from almost day one.
I rolled my eyes, so much of my youth,
a deep forgotten Nature truth.
My never-camped-before mother good naturedly went along with it all,
And as a prolific artist, her unique take on Nature answered her own inner call.
Exploring loneliness, seeds of doubt, and despair;
My mother's art also spirited nature & us as one,
Reminding the illusion of separation,
Is the greatest lie to bear.
I barely noticed.
2016, year one golden thread birthed as my destiny,
I uncovered a photo of an unseen work of her art,
a depth of deep inner-peace, my mother's revealing prosperity.
What felt a self-portrait, I dubbed it "Mother Nature HeArt."
Seeing synchronicity now every where,
the rising golden threads from her hair,
I finally got the message Mom & Dad,
Nature resides inside each of us, not just that thing out there.
It is said a dream that keeps coming back is no longer a dream,
it is a calling, your DNA.
I now choose to weave threads as an Nature's artist,
To create, connect and celebrate.
An homage to my own natural calling,
Threads to reveal and liberate.
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So live your life golden, your birthright, your living legacy;
Simply choose to do you, your inner-gold shining integrity.
Respect to my mom and dad, for seeding my DNA.
Goldenly for all - every day, we remember, is Happy Earth Day...
j.m.s.