philocaly

(n) the love of beauty

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creatress: noun  cre·atress  \(ˈ)krē¦ā‧trə̇s\

a woman or Goddess that creates something

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My reflection day- peace.

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Forest faerie flowers

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My view at Yasodhara Ashram

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The eggs I collect

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Eggs I collected, thimbleberry flower. Moss.

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Chestnut flowers on a rug at Yasodhara Ashram

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Impressions of the journey so far :) Flowers to welcome me in Nelson, healing spices, view from a motel, how my tooth feels, beauty in the prairies.

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Fire circle :)

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Robyn Davidson. Image by Rick Smolan.

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And what about menstrual blood? From my position, it didn't matter a damn whether it followed the natural laws of gravity and ran down my leg, the way it was meant to do, but would others feel the same way? Would it make them confused and unhappy? But why on earth would it? I wouldn't cover a cut in embarrassment would I? I was in an agony of confusion, because I just DIDN'T KNOW. I'm amazed at how quickly and absolutely this sense of the importance of social custom fell away from me. And the awareness of its absurdity has never really left me. I have slowly regained a sense of the niceties, but I think, I hope, that I will always see the obsession with social graces and female modesty for the perverted crippling insanity it really is.

Robyn Davidson, Tracks

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Tumeric Plant

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All around me was magnificence. Light, power, space and sun. And I was walking into it. I was going to let it make me or break me. A great weight lifted off my back. I felt like dancing and calling to the great spirit. Mountains pulled and pushed, wind roared down chasms. I followed eagles suspended from cloud horizons. I wanted to fly in the unlimited blue of the morning. I was seeing it all as if for the first time, all fresh and bathed in an effulgence of light and joy, as if a smoke had cleared, or my eyes been peeled, so that I wanted to shout to the vastness, "I love you, I love you, sky, bird, wind, precipice, space, sun, desert desert desert.

Robyn Davidson, Tracks

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Venus and Mars

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So I had made a decision which carried with it things that I could not articulate at the time. I had made the choice instinctively, and only later had given it meaning. The trip had never been billed in my mind as an adventure in the sense of something to be proved. And it struck me then that the most difficult thing had been the decision to act, the rest had been merely tenacity - and the fears were paper tigers. One really could act to change and control one's life; and the procedure, the process, was it's own reward.

Robyn Davidson, Tracks