Fuzzy Red Boots

01Jan 2021 by admin

Breathing abundance

When you fall in love you do not count what you get and if that is a fair exchange. You do not look for the imbalances or the misfits. You do not measure your day with what you got out of everything and what the others do for you. You are quite the opposite of a self-centered being. The paradox of it is that you have spent all of your life trying to put a high price on yourself, to sell out at your highest bidder, refining all of your character, with knowledge, culture and empathy. So you invested countless hours studying to break free from the basic ignorance of human species. You explored the arts to bring colour, movement and sound to your elementary sensory canvas. You attempted the…

Initiations Come From Life

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When my maternal grandmother died, I was sad. She was the one that took both me and my sister under her granny wings and told us stories over and over. My parents sent us to my grandparents’ every summer. The house smelled grandparents like peace of mind and permission to do things mom and dad did not approve. And there was always a little bit of money given to us to buy snacks, ice-cream and candy, lots of it. And unlimited playtime. And just before afternoon naps or before we went to sleep at night, we would get under a blanket with grandma and her voice would change; she was becoming the once upon a time story that was to follow. None of them was coming out of books; all…

The Curious Case of Yiannouli Halepa; a common – extraordinary story

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Yiannoulis Halepas visiting his "Reclining Woman" at Athens First Cemetery circa 1922 Yiannoulis Halepas was a great Greek sculptor of the late 19th century. Born on a small, prominent for marble sculpture, Greek island, he was blessed with a talent and an artistic environment to develop his art all around the island, except from his own family. His father was a marble cutter running a reputable marble business that spanned for generations. Yiannoulis was his first child and he wanted him as a clerk at his business and not an artist. His extended family did not encourage him either through his early years while he was already depicting his abilities, slaying his young enthusiasm with demoting comments and offering nothing but poor evaluations for his early yet hard-worked pieces. Right…

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