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A cloud of pulverized dead leaf dust rises from the pavement as Stella pulls me urgently up the hill.

The sun beats hard on her black coat, bringing out magenta hues.

A shy blue sky tucks itself behind the bold, brilliant, ragged-rimmed 

Falling 

Foreground.

And it’s me that stops to sniff.

Summer leaving scents the balmy air with rich, well-lived notes.  My senses fill and flow 

Flit back and forth between golden sacred moments on the paths I’ve walked.

It’s four o’clock in the afternoon and I don’t know yet that Steve Jobs has passed.

I finish my work and feed my faithful dog.  A friend stops by to talk plans for a birthday party.  We visit our neighborhood pub.  Order glasses of wine.  I am 25 years old and in love.  The burger is done perfectly. 

Ice cream.

Of course.

And then.

I sit 

I sit before my magnificent apple.

And, I am 

Amazed.

Who and what amazes you?  How deep does your amazement go and how do you express it?  Can you discern between a life lived being amazed and one lived trying to be amazing?  How does Steve Jobs inspire you?

ORIGINALLY POSTED OCT 6, 2011 on everydayahas.com

My art flows from the patterns & paths of my lived experience which ⏤ like yours ⏤ are at once deeply personal and entirely universal.

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