Boarded Window – from “The Barrier Series” on Art and Healing

https://marcosgerente.com.br/2cd9vu0kh0m Boarded Window © 2011 Bo Mackison

https://www.thoughtleaderlife.com/rhzanpsx Everything can be taken from a man but one thing: the last of the human freedoms—to choose one’s attitude in any given set of circumstances, to choose one’s own way. ~ Viktor E Frankl, in Man’s Search for Himself

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https://livingpraying.com/gfs7way1f This barrier, solid.
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The bushes are skeletal in their winter bareness.

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https://technocretetrading.com/ta9gvxx This phase, the deep winter of my spirit-break –
a period of dormancy.

https://everitte.org/vwagv5i9vt Winter’s wait for the thaw, for the return of spring.

https://www.parolacce.org/2024/09/18/ssqxxu64xo3 — based on journal entries, 1990

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https://www.drcarolineedwards.com/2024/09/18/ce6p1ccc The second photograph in the barrier series correlates to the time when I became unable to keep up with life’s day-to-day expectations and demands. I constructed a barrier, much like this, deep in my psyche, to provide myself with space and time, waiting for the passage of winter.

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https://traffordhistory.org/lookingback/2njia0wv Over the next two weeks, I’m re-posting an 11-part series I first ran in January, 2013 on art and healing. Feeling vulnerable doing this once again, but this message is too important to keep buried in the bowels of my blog. It is my hope that my journey will also inspire others. We are all on a journey of one kind or another. We are all pilgrims following our path.