Grace's World

She wanted to be released in the ancient canyon. This canyon dates back millions of years. Not Native American...like the Mayans. They were called Anasazi.

The light I see inside since my vision quest. The original image is a painting by Susan Seddon Boulet.

Raven transforms to a raven before my journey to Sedona...where Raven asked to be released from the physical body.
Art 052013

Original art by Susan Seddon Boulet. Soon will be on my vision quest. Perhaps the one shown as oblivious/blind will be more enlightened and aware...me.

050313 Wanted a set that was like the first one before I added the baby and hearts and stars.

Feather In The Wind
sung by Mindy Gledhill
 
I'm a feather in the wind
I'm up and then I'm down again
and though the places i have been
to heavens gate and 'round the bend
 
Things are never what
They appear to be
'Cause everybody's trying to grab a hold of me
So catch me if you can
Set me free again
Like a feather in the wind
 
I'm a reflection in the glass
'Cause i cant keep from looking back
And though the pages that i lack
Are stuck inside a broken past
 
Things are never what
They appear to be
So i'll dig a little deeper
Than what the eye can see
And if anybody asks
Making friends at last
With my reflection in the glass
 
I'm softer than a bride in white
But i'm tough enough to fight my own fight
Sometimes higher than a quivering kite
More lowly than a beggars plight
 
Like a fire in the night
I'm burnin up with all my might
Don't wanna flicker out of sight
Fade into the morning light
 
Things are never what
They appear to be
Cause only time will tell when
I'm ashes at your feet
So when i'm burnin bright
Let me be your light
Like a fire in the night
 
Things are never what
They appear to be
So many different pieces
Make up the whole of me
So hold me in your hands
Take me as i am
'Cause i'm a feather
I'm a reflection
I'm a fire in your direction
I'm unruly
I'm undone
So just love me as i come

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