no longer expressing ideas



“After a time I found that I could almost listen to the silence, which had a dimension all of its own. I started to attend to its strange and beautiful texture, which of course, it was impossible to express in words. I discovered that I felt at home and alive in the silence, which compelled me to enter my interior world and around there. Without the distraction of constant conversation, the words on the page began to speak directly to my inner self. They were no longer expressing ideas that were simply interesting intellectually, but were talking directly to my own yearning and perplexity.” Karen Armstrong

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• the thick copper wire is from my brother-in-law, who used to fix diesel generators for a living • to him, it’s scrap • to me, it’s YAY FREE WIRE

• p sure the grey wire is some kind of florist wire • no idea where i picked it up

• the lil silvery beads were part of a trade with a friend • she got soap, i got beads

• i admit i bought the big purple glass beads new • i hadda get necklace cord anyway

• i traded soap for the green chip beads at an event in Nebraska like, ten years ago

• i got copper earwires because it just made sense • also they’re pretty

it's this big:

• each earring is 2 3/8″ tall

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