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On Wed I celebrated my birthday and got blasted with love and appreciation from so many people who I admire and adore. I had been in tears more than once, realizing deep down to my core how profoundly grateful I am for this gift of being. I'm so grateful for all the beautiful faces that fill the world and cross my path.
At lunch my girlfriend offered a toast to Arlene Bollt who was the vessel through which I entered this world. Realizing how grateful I am to her... realizing that she is no longer here had me in tears embracing this opportunity to be alive. So happy to feel grief and joy as two sides of one coin. The more I open my heart the more I feel both of those things in perfect symmetry.
The world and all its treasures never look so beautiful to me as they do when their preciousness is underlined by just how temporary all of this truly is.
Thanks Mom... I miss you.
I love you.
At lunch my girlfriend offered a toast to Arlene Bollt who was the vessel through which I entered this world. Realizing how grateful I am to her... realizing that she is no longer here had me in tears embracing this opportunity to be alive. So happy to feel grief and joy as two sides of one coin. The more I open my heart the more I feel both of those things in perfect symmetry.
The world and all its treasures never look so beautiful to me as they do when their preciousness is underlined by just how temporary all of this truly is.
Thanks Mom... I miss you.
I love you.
A Renewed Sense of Purpose
I have been away from Deviant for a long time. My Mother was diagnosed with breast cancer that eventually metastasized to her brain. My whole family seemed like it was on fire with pain, drama and grief. It had me away from my work and away from the people/communities that inspire me. Mom passed this year. In her passing she taught me some of the most important lessons of my life.
I'm glad to say that I'm feeling deeply connected to my creativity and sense of purpose again. I'm working with some amazing people to build a new website at ModelSoceity.com that is dedicated to the celebration of human beauty. I'm waking up on fire again to bring
The Treasure
I found a treasure
Small enough to fit in a box
Yet, when digested
It causes the heart to turn inside out
So that I find myself at the outside edges of all that is
With all the world running through my veins
And all of creation sitting neatly inside
The Little Bird's Dream
A little bird once had a dream that he was a person who lived in a beautiful palace.
In this dream he would roam the corridors of his mansion, proud of all that he had built. His fortress of security and strength protected him from the dangers of the outside world. In the dream, time started to move faster. Years passed in seconds and eventually the bird dreamed that as a person, he died. He dreamed that the palace, left unattended for months then years, then decades, eventually crumbled... ground back into the earth by the relentless cycles of wind and rain.
Free of the palace walls, the awareness of the dreamer looked out into the world.
Samurai
A friend told me recently that the Samurai lived as if they were already dead. It gave them the courage to face anything and the insight to savor every moment.
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