Even the seasons form a great circle in their changing and always come back again to where they were. The life of a man is a circle from childhood to childhood and so it is everything where power moves.
- Black Elk -
- Black Elk -
well, this is what i do when my fights need a break ... i watch, catch, keep, i bricabrac a little bit ...
posted by luisa brehm at 5:15 PM
ethnologist, human rights activist, photographer & writer, born in 1952, Lisbon.
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2 Comments:
How true Black Elk- I realized part of it seeing my grandfather complete the circle.
(P.S.: was forced to switch to new blogger- otherwise they wouldn't let me log in. Now in my comment box most of the names of the commenters have changed to "anonymous." Change is bad? sometimes- good or bad- tiny or important- I guess it's all part of the circle).
Anyhow- X's&O's and happy weekend to you Luisa!
i'm so sorry for your grandfather, Andy !!!
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