Singing Bowl

Singing Bowl

Begin the song exactly where you are,
Remain within the world of which you’re made.
Call nothing common in the earth or air,

Accept it all and let it be for good.
Start with the very breath you breathe in now,
This moment’s pulse, this rhythm in your blood

And listen to it, ringing soft and low.
Stay with the music, words will come in time.
Slow down your breathing. Keep it deep and slow.

Become an open singing-bowl, whose chime
Is richness rising out of emptiness,
And timelessness resounding into time.

And when the heart is full of quietness
Begin the song exactly where you are.

Seeing the unseen

“The creative process starts with looking intentionally for common and ordinary spaces. These are the spaces most people never notice.  I look for the broken sidewalk, the stained concrete wall, the abandoned loading dock, and the parking garage. I have developed an “eye” for seeing what others do not see. I see texture, contrast, shade, tone, hue, depth, and perspective in an ordinary sidewalk. I also see potential, wonder, and mystery. I am learning to see the unseen.” (Kurt Caddy)

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See more of Kurt’s work here.