A month behind closed doors, forgotten books, remembered, clear again. Poems come like water to the pool, welling up and out from perfect silence. (Yuan Mei)
I am a creative soul. In each culture & land there are people who use their creative energy to educate, teach, lead, inspire, create, heal, search, learn & provide nourishment, encouraging others to grow. I see what might be & call the vision into being. CEO's, Directors, actors, Social workers, teachers, builders, and others, transform energy. Out of darkness they create light; in a desolate place they paint color, add music & breathe words of life. A spark ignites in the core, weaving throughout. It gains momentum, until it cannot be contained in the confines of the skin. It must be spoken! And when its spoken, a community is called together. Unique visions and human potential join to educate, inspire, move, teach, heal, reconcile, bridge, interpret, awaken and entertain. As each spirit is touched by the gift, they pass the message to a new community. So the ripples continue – ever moving & joining; sharing the energy of the original spark. Those acts done in love are never wasted. Those gifts created in generosity will always touch the living soul; both of the one who shaped it & of the one who received it. G C Moss 8/17/09
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