Live Virtual Group Session: 6PM EDT April 15th 2024

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For this session we took a close look at a piece of art “Lady Exuberance” from the exhibit Ebullience by Kimathi Mafafo, posted below.

Our prompt was: “ ‘Write about being framed by nature’ OR ‘Write about where the light falls.’”

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Lady Exuberance, 2023 by Kimathi Mafafo

Credit: Kimathi Mafafo

6 thoughts on “Live Virtual Group Session: 6PM EDT April 15th 2024”

  1. al3793's avatar al3793

    Write about where the light falls

    Isn’t it stunning how the light falls?

    On a breezy spring morning lime leaves flutter on Aspens

    and twinkle like green lights along Mountain Meadow Trail.

    The same light sparkles the rivulets of spring run off

    as they wend their way uncharted through the grass.

    In the fall the green lights twinkle gold.

    Breathtaking is the altitude, the chill on one’s cheek,

    the image in which I am immersed.

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    • michele348's avatar michele348

      Aspen leaves waving hello in the mountain breeze. Sunlight striking the natural springs of water, glistening diamonds in the light. It’s moments like these when all the cares of the world dissolve away. Close your eyes and you’re back there once again.

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  2. michele348's avatar michele348

    About where the light falls~~~

    I wake up to speckled sunlight
    falling onto the damp, dark green grass
    before me.

    As I walk, the ground sinks beneath my feet,
    as moisture surrounds my shoes…
    making a squishy sound.
    I am locked into the earth,
    one with her.

    The light hits a patch of red tulips,
    warming their petals,
    and a sweet scent emanates back to me.

    Redbud trees are illuminated by the beams of sunlight…
    they become torches spewing forth
    shades of lavender and rosy pink.
    I catch my breath.

    Pristine white blossoms of the cherry tree
    flutter to the ground on a mild breeze
    that kisses my cheek.
    They are like snowflakes
    taking flight on an April day.

    It is a day to be alive.
    It is a day to savor.
    It is a day to rejoice.

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  3. michele348's avatar michele348

    About where the light falls~~~

    I wake up to speckled sunlightfalling onto the damp, dark green grassbefore me.

    As I walk, the ground sinks beneath my feet,as moisture surrounds my shoes…making a squishy sound.I am locked into the earth,one with her.

    The light hits a patch of red tulips,warming their petals,and a sweet scent emanates back to me.

    The beams of sunlight illuminate redbud trees…they become torches spewing forthshades of lavender and rosy pink.I catch my breath.

    Pristine white blossoms of the cherry treeflutter to the ground on a mild breezethat kisses my cheek.They are like snowflakestaking flight on an April day.

    It is a day to be alive.It is a day to savor.It is a day to rejoice.

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    • al3793's avatar al3793

      Michele, it is interesting how our speakers find themselves in similar places with the colors of spring illuminated by the light that falls upon them. I am struck by how your voice calls upon multiple senses I can even smell the squishy earth. As always the beauty of the natural world is a source of solace, peace and joy,

      Andre.

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