The cosmos, the universe, life, reality ... what really is it??
I often wonder as an adult what it would be like to see the world through the eyes of a child again. I watch my family expand with wives and girlfriends, friends, children and grandchildren, and I am always a little jealous of the wonder the littlest people see in the world. The imagination and insight into things long forgotten. A spiderweb is never just a web, and hole in the ground is anything but just a hole, the insects and grass that are examined with such beauty and wonder, and the things we simply brush off or walk past unnoticed, are sometimes the most fascinating of experiences, the textures and depth of nature and the sweet sound of the birds and buzzing of bees, things we simply do not notice any more.
What would happen if you realised all that was and all that could be are far more than we ever imagined??, Is the world we live in really just what we see and what we are taught, or is there much more. Would we be falling into a whole new way of being, or just falling out of the old one??
Saving Grace is a series that takes us to the depths of self-discovery. A representation of women who thought they had lost everything and yet found strength in their weaknesses, and the trauma they thought defined them.
We are never stronger than when we think we are at our weakest.
Each image has its own defining poem, written by both myself, and my close and amazingly strong and insightful friend Tania.
We hope they bring you strength in yourself & hope beyond despair
Last night grief came to visit.
And gently took my hand.
It knew that I was broken.
As we walked upon the sand.
I glanced beyond my shoulder.
And all that I could see.
Was a pretty world of wonder.
Much better without me.
As I embraced the ocean.
Cold upon it's tip.
I wondered, was I ready.
To make this final trip.
The sunrise that embraced me.
Gently warmed my skin.
I realised it's not over.
But time to re-begin.
From grief's grip I loosened.
It's ever tightening hand.
I stood and faced the sunshine.
Then walked back towards the land.
~ Beverley Ashburner 2020
You Don't Know Me
Have you ever touched the sorrow and danced upon its thread
Have you wondered why the sadness settled in your head
Have you ever felt the fear as you lie there in the night
Wondering if tomorrow will bring some hopeful light
Have you wondered how you happened
upon this endless ledge
Will you plunge into the darkness
Or stay safely on the edge
Do you still hope you will find some light
Within your darkened mind
Do you Still wish for the happiness you wish that you could find
One day I hope a spark of light
Will turn into a glow
And you'll eventually find the path
You'll really want to go
For just before the sunrise
It is the darkest hour
But if you can just hold out for light
You'll find your greatest power.
~ Beverley Ashburner 2020