Kate Lamberg Center for Natural Healing and Creative Arts~

"I know nothing else but miracles." Walt Whitman Add caption simply allowing new loops of musical notes to ring between a pair of ears, trusted since birth a cool wind pushing through the old warm dead air a decision to climb another mountain, to care for another living being,  outside the parameters of individual uncertainties- to step through the flaming hoop of what was  considered danger    2) only to find river grapes only to find river grapes still ripe and ready for pressing-- through the landlocked province of mind fields lifting off in spiritus dance- we once again yield to the graces of angel faces courting the comfort of knowing we are eternally safe surely sassafras becomes 3) Illuminated by the new illuminated by the new| golden slipper moon setting along with the sun- the living melting mandalas- our ancestors share stories with us around the campfire for gratitude allows all things to inspire words/photos~kate lamberg (c) '...

reflections on setauket harbor- kate lamberg (c) '15 the rain again windswept, steps through what was seen as a blockage unravels a hymn for all to view how what we thought was taking place was just sheer illusiory sarabande' sounds created to fool how a river rises in spring as silver glints of dancing minnows- & drops down to darkened river beds beneath the insular snow how secrets shared through ethered notes are kept in confidence beyond mechanical a spiraled delivery- not caught up in the holiday wrapping we become the gift of our own realization words/photo~kate lamberg (c) '15