DELIA QUIGLEY
-BOOKS AS ART~ART TO INSPIRE-
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The people are tired Their bodies strain under weight loaded with sugar and white bread The pain of living is dulled by medications legal, mostly illegal Life holds little meaning pleasure and pain only Churches have closed All denominations shuttered Entitled children wander across the internet looking for a sign of god We turn to…
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Linda Welles is a funny, multi-talented woman with a long list of friends, a happy marriage, and beautiful home perched along a series of waterfalls. I knew her reputation as a killer cook, and for the artful renovation of a historic colonial house, that can be considered a paradise on earth. We spent an afternoon…
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“Every person I meet is in some way my superior, and in that way, I can learn from them.” ~Ralph Waldo Emerson
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The creative process is to me the eight limbs of yoga practice. Even the breath is essential …prana….life. I prepare my body with asana, then connecting to the breath I slowly begin to distill and concentrate my senses: sight, sound, touch, taste, smell, so I am awake, intensely alert in the moment. My concentration is…
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Mandala’s can tell your story I know I was once a reader of mandala’s At my retreats I would have women color mandalas To pass the time Calm the body-mind Sit together in quiet conversation I would lay out books filled with mandalas And ask them to choose a design One that called to them…
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I exist as I am, that is enough, If no other in the world be aware I sit content, And if each and all be aware I sit content. ~Walt Whitman
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According to Henry David Thoreau: “It’s not what you look at that matters, it’s what you see.” That is true in art, and it is true in life. ~Sharon Pontier
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I don’t remember the exact moment I met Sharon Pontier. It was probably a summer morning in 1998 when she was on break from teaching school, she arrived for a yoga class at my small schoolhouse and is still practicing her yoga and meditation with me all these years later. I’ve watched her…
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My friend Barbara Kulicke loved to paint flowers. Her garden was lush with variety, and she would spend hours sitting on her small chair weeding the beds. She is gone now these past few years, her garden beds full of weeds and only the heartiest of flowers make it up to the sun. The…
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I’ve been wanting to buy an RV rig to travel around the country teaching workshops and promoting my books. To that end, I’ve looked at all shapes and sizes of vehicle from old, vintage thirty-two foot RV’s to customized travel vans with enough room to sleep, cook and take my dog and cat along for…
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I can give you “How to” tips or I can give you reality. ~Delia
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Journal Entry. May 13, 2015 There is this long wall that runs along my right side. It’s been there for years, probably most of my life. It looms up tall and rock-hard like concrete – the wall of Gaza, the Berlin Wall, soon the Mexican Wall. I can place my right hand on the cold…
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