A Journey Unto Self

Ines could have given me her latest work and I would cherish and try to reach the same standard. But as my Dearest friend she, like Frank, would give me what I need the most

That what a friend does.

Only gives what is needed

What would it take to leave behind the shell of a metaphysical transformation?

The clues may be hidden in how these marks were made. The rhythm it creates w the breath it infused. Not the literal meaning but the space of plasticity that vibrates ever slightly to awake an emerging soul like a butterfly trying to leave its past behind. One that was imposed but now will be aspired w intention and purpose.