Cricket on Sandy's Porch

EYES THROUGH WHOSE EYES I SEE

It is a world of two
For every one, there is another, or an opposite
The scale has a double balance
the brain, two hemisheres
I, a pair of eyes, eyes through whose eyes
I see your eyes reflecting

THIS PAGE

Choice is Rampant

Judgement, a misfortune

Words leave a fragrance

Phrases are for auctions

This shared page contains the essence

I share with you a rare blossom

Junk as Art

SAGUARO SILHOUETTE

This photo is from the blog of Maryam of mymarrakesh.com

I am posting it because I had a dream before arising on May 1st in which I found myself walking in a small crowd in which there were a group of women in this EXACT blue color burqa, who seemed to be youthful and fluttering bird-like together like girls do.

I have never seen or known of the women of Afghanistan's blue burqa! I continue to receive confirmation that the tapestry of the dreamworld in which I travel during sleep, is rich with symbolism, messages, and connection to other earthly neighbors.

We may wonder here in the West how and why women still don the veil, and the women of the East might wonder what it is like to expose ourselves as women do in the West! This subject is one of my curiousities. I want to explore the culture, the implicit beauty and drama of the burqa, and the women of the veil.....