Today I made mitochondria collage 108.
Yesterday I ordered six collages printed on glass.
Yesterday I conferred with a local printer to make color copies of the collages.
There will be a show of all the collages in Woodstock on my birthday.

Why am I doing this?
Why do I wake up every morning and create a collage?

Making collages is how I pray.
Creating beauty is how I praise.

Dearest Goddess, may it be pleasing to you.

Making collages increases my desire to observe my environment.
And that fills me with chi.
Making collages allows me to play with size, shape, form, time.
Can I bring the chi I experience into a form that releases it to you?

I chose the images from the largest palette.
Colors, textures, spaces: whisper, giggle, sing to me.
Galaxies, mitochondria; enormous, infinitesimal.
All at my fingertips.
Praise and awe move through me.
I chose and I am chosen.
Gratitude.

Dearest Goddess, may it be pleasing to you.

My palette is the entire world: microscopic to galactic, photographed, available.

I chose from my photographs.
My vision, my sights, to share.

I access my daughter Justine's fabulous photographs.
Her vision expands mine, enriches mine.
Gratitude beyond words.

I am inspired by photos sent to me, shared with me, gifted to me.
Praises.

> Thank you Justine: for your outpouring of life, joy, curiosity. Gratitude.

> Thank you Sharon McCarthy: for the small human figures I extract from your photos. I love how you capture emotion in gesture. Your gifts overflow my heart.
Gratitude to you.

> Thank you Luzclara: for the beauty of the ancient places. And thank you for teaching with me. (We will "Flow Like Water" together this March in a new We Are All Medicine Women class series from BetterListen.)
Praise to you.

> Thank you Feather Hawk: for being my guardian, for letting me see through your keen, honed, photographic eye, for sharing the beauty so graciously.
Appreciation for you.

> Thank you EagleSong: I asked for hawthorn; you delivered. Sister spirits are we.

> Thank you Rebekah Jane Lang: You are an eternal flame of joy.

Dearest Goddess, may it be pleasing to you.
It is in beauty.
It is in gratitude for beauty.
It is in praise of beauty.
Dearest Goddess, may it be pleasing to you.

It is a giveaway.
I giveaway my vision.
I giveaway my breath.
And I am filled with beauty.
Dearest Goddess, may it be pleasing to you.
My heart beats as one with the earth's heartbeat.
Old, enduring, steady, magnetic, electrical.
I hear the beauty.
Dearest Goddess, may it be pleasing to you.

Green blessings fill me with joy.