week thirty nine >> "blizzard's storm"

Hempfolklore falls upon our page again          click to view

"blizzard's storm"       click to view

I may never know what evoked such verse from Jennifer, these speaking to the "blizzard's storm," for as story surrounding this blizzard's storm seems to appear here and there in sneaky place in ZBOOK, Jennifer has not yet revealed to me what dream, story, poem, mindtrip, vision or momentary lapse sparked these expressions. I may never know, and that's okay :)  For the mystery is as simmering and internal as the winter's hibernation (sleep) and it's intense emotions (storms), and who is ever to truly understand the what's and hows and whys of nature, including the nature of a a mind's inspiration or a spirit's response.  And maybe the best 

clues are to be discovered in our own response to the artist's response to life, divining our own mysteries and myths around the myths the artist, the human, divines around the mysteries of they find in life.

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I am quietly delighted every time to discover a piece of my dear Hemphill's folklore expressing forth from a page in one of our books, or in a postcard or right here in our blog shares.  I always want lift the vail to peer inside, because I know that I'll only find a thousand more stories within it's essence. 

Thank you Jennifer, my dear Hemphill, for singing the songs of the ages.

∞ ceci

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