“Inside a Muses heart”*completed

20140409-010232.jpg

20140409-010409.jpg

20140409-011340.jpg

20140409-011359.jpg

20140409-011417.jpg

20140409-011437.jpg
These last two shot were taken in full sun.

20140409-011536.jpg

20140409-011558.jpg

“Inside a Muses heart”
My Girl Series
Acrylics
11x14in
28x36cm
NFS

WORDS:
As I search for words to give meaning behind a muse and it’s heart I find I’ve written thousands. So on this day in this light here is something both old and new.
Our souls are one~~~~animas nostras unum sunt
Past and present~~~~praeterita et praesentia
Old and new. ~~~~~et veteres et novi
Found and lost. ~~~~~inventa et perierat
Me and you. ~~~~~me et vous
My soul. ~~~~~anima mea
Your soul. ~~~~~anima vestra
a thousand years~~~Mille annos
Have wandered~~~~mirati sunt
Found and lost again~~ invenit rursus decesserit
To be found once more~ut invenit rursus unum tempus
Our souls are one~~~~ animas nostras unum sunt

Each day brings another chance to be a greater version of you. So as you rise from your slumber, take your morning break or lay to rest your head remember this. You are strong, you are intelligent, you are beautiful and your life has value…. How do I know this you may ask, because I’ve seen you in me. Between the earth and the grass the heavens and the sea. I see you in everything and you mean the world to me.

Namaste
Benjamin
2014
A life in progress.

Advertisements

13 thoughts on ““Inside a Muses heart”*completed

  1. Thank you … it is darkness here, i lay within it’s arms, pondering, reluctant to quash this small orb of light next to my thin shoulder. i ponder… where does fear come from that is never far from our day?
    courage is within me as i know no other way. i would not exist otherwise. i am one tough bitch, to quote many that lay in my wake.
    knight, i hear you with a start; to see your post right there in front of my own words, that weren’t really but a quote…. you are in the land of my soul.
    have you found me there? seen me within those walls of solemness and the sacred? have you heard me in the trees.. these are the words of a woman called mad by some… and it is time i cease. i think you understand…
    it is 2000 and more years of time come and gone and come again. as souls always do…

    Like

  2. Thank you[again-it is my second try and saying hello to you, wandering knight] … it is darkness here, i lay within it’s arms, pondering, reluctant to quash this small orb of light next to my thin shoulder. i ponder… where does fear come from that is never far from our day?
    courage is within me as i know no other way. i would not exist otherwise. i am one tough bitch, to quote many that lay in my wake.
    knight, i hear you with a start; to see your post right there in front of my own words, that weren’t really but a quote…. you are in the land of my soul.
    have you found me there? seen me within those walls of solemness and the sacred? have you heard me in the trees.. these are the words of a woman called mad by some… and it is time i cease. i think you understand…
    it is 2000 and more years of time come and gone and come again. as souls always do…

    Like

  3. i see for you, an explosion of color and light… you must be surrounded by stained glass lit from behind by the brightest sun. the closest moon. strangely i feel like i’m behind it… i hope you are having a wonderfully gifted time. xxxxxx

    Like

  4. I continue to be reminded that anima mea has been comforted, consoled and brought to new visions and insight on a regular basis through the outpouring generosity and artistic expression of anima vestra –Thank You Benjamin –Namaste… ★

    Like

Leave a Reply

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.