
Religion is a process of turning your skull into a tabernacle, not
going up to Jerusalem once a year.
Poems, Prose, Photos & the Art of Being Human

IF BIRD
you would be my loon calling long past light, my mourning dove, my sweetest finch flashing sun from black as night. If my bird you were I'd feed you nectar from my palm and plant thick trees for you to rest and nest until I could transform my arms and hands to feathered limbs— our hearts remade as song.
Thank you to the editors of The Tishman Review for first publishing this poem.

Anything or anyone that does not bring you alive is too small for you.
David Whyte, The House of Belonging

Upon commitment, the Universe conspires to exist; who are you not to shine…be brilliant!
Marianne Williamson on Nelson Mandala
Though this looks like a single figure from a few feet back, Elizabeth used dozens of magazine strips to create the yogi, light and shadow. The green framing is van Gogh’s.


There is something terribly radical about believing that one’s own experience and images are important enough to speak about, much less to write about and to perform.

We write books to change the world; you read them to imagine a change.

How can taking a knee engender more anger than taking a life?

…originality, in art as in science, consists in a shift of attention to aspects of reality previously ignored, discovering hidden connections, seeing familiar objects or events in a new light.

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There will never be
only love
only peace
but there can be
more love than
before we got here
and more peace
because
we stayed here.
David Richo, Everyday Commitments
Elizabeth creates 3-D art and photographs with eggshells because their fragility and strength parallel the human condition.