only from the heart

I offer today a tribute to a woman of wisdom whose words and work really wow’ed me recently. Her name is Joséphine Comodi; her business, ‘Living with Colors;’ her spirit, captured in gorgeous silk scarves and shawls. Her studio is located in Assisi, Italy. These pictures of her work require no words.

In an early exchange she told me, “I used to introduce my creations with a ‘seminar’ on the language of symbols and colors . . .  it’s my Path, my evolution  and I am really aware NOW more than EVER that everything is energy; therefore I decided to bring into the world, so badly in need, Beautiful Colors and Words in order to lift the consciousness.  Nice words such as the soul is here for its own joycan only produce positive emotions that make us feel good. Or Rumi: only from the heart can you touch the sky.’ All that I do – colors, words – comes from my SOUL. ”

I felt moved to pen the following for her, and share it here with her blessing:

Soul Silk
for Joséphine Comodi, Assisi, Italy

Widely-traveled, she’s settled here
where peace and love extend to all,
the very air alive with grace,
its energy in every face;

and hers, the chosen task to share
her love of beauty, colors bright
through silk creations, long or square;
on each, wise words imprinted there.

In her own way she spreads the life
of love and light to all who need
the uplifting grace of living shades
of earth and spirit that she’s made.

Her work and message spread abroad
from US altar to Russian soil
and beyond by psychic, shaman
folks who seek its healing tones

of silken color, word unfurled
against the dark and dangerous world
that threatens if we fail to connect
in mutual peace, love and respect.

©swb  10/10/12

Photo credits: Tina Luchetti and Rosaria Sardo

barn yoga

Courtesy hoobly.com

She smiles, encouraging us
to follow her lithe arms
in their graceful arc

smooth unbroken sweep
of head, torso, hand down
the standing leg, then up, over

her voice soothing as sonorous chimes
in gentle breeze, lulling me
into soft response, malleable

and mute. I bend, sway
attuned to this moment
beneath high beams, expand

Courtesy photo.net

morph into air borne grace
as if to take flight, follow
the swooping swallows into light.

swb