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The Spindle and the Thistle: Why We Must Educate the Adult Imagination
Read more: The Spindle and the Thistle: Why We Must Educate the Adult ImaginationAfter 35 years in the atelier, I am haunted by a recurring image: the bush of thistles. I see it in the eyes of seasoned educators and weary adults—a dense, prickly thicket of no, should, and impossible. We speak of educare, of drawing out the light, yet we have become master architects of our own…
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Fragments
Read more: FragmentsThe Alchemy of the Fragment: Turning the Inside OutWe are rarely a single, solid story. Instead, we are a collection of echoes, sudden flashes of light, and the quiet weight of shadows. We are made of fragments: the jagged edge of a morning argument, the velvet texture of a dream, the precise blue of a…
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The Cartography of a Soul: Finding the Vein of Gold
Read more: The Cartography of a Soul: Finding the Vein of GoldWe are a deliberate architecture of loops, intersections, and ties a geometry of belonging that defines how we see the world.The gap is not a void; it is the breathing room where our perspective finds its depth.The gold is not a destination we reach. It is a hidden brilliance that begins to shine the moment…
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The Sacred Geometry of the Singular
Read more: The Sacred Geometry of the SingularBeautifully irregular. Purposefully unique. Responsibly me. To be “odd” is often whispered as a critique, yet in the light of truth, it is the highest form of moral symmetry. It is the willingness to be a jagged edge in a world obsessed with sanding everything down. When we embrace our quirks, we aren’t just being…
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Holly B.F. Warren
Atelierista Artist Mind Wanderer Writer Optimist 