Posts by Shiola
Working with me means entering a collaborative space rooted in depth, clarity, and truth. I don’t separate care from confrontation, because real transformation requires both. My artwork draws from decades across psychology, education, activism, and art—integrated, not siloed.
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The Marvelous Spatuletail, found in just one valley in northern Peru and is one of the rarest hummingbirds on Earth. [📹Alex Fine]
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I felt... numb ... this morning. Around 845am, I finally was able to write a poem I was proud of longer than BlueSky limits and the rest of the day followed.
#thankful
#poetry #poem #unknown #questions #grief #pain #MovingOn #joy
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Almost everything we argue about is a substitute for the thing we should be arguing about: the immense wealth & power of an oligarchic class, which captures governments, ruins lives and wrecks the living planet.
This class redirects our rage at scapegoats. To resist its lies is to resist its power.
Rain, New Year's Eve By: Maggie Smith The rain is a broken piano, playing the same note over and over. My five-year-old said that. Already she knows loving the world means loving the wobbles you can't shim, the creaks you can't oil silent-the jerry-rigged parts, MacGyvered with twine and chewing gum. Let me love the cold rain's plinking. Let me love the world the way I love my young son, not only when he cups my face in his sticky hands, but when, roughhousing, he accidentally splits my lip. Let me love the world like a mother. Let me be tender when it lets me down. Let me listen to the rain's one note and hear a beginner's song.
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Lovely piece; I see a bird silhouette just above center 🩵
Beautiful
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Broody April skies, after a heat lightning storm during a very warm stretch, last week (set of 4 broody sky photos)
whiplash weather
Earth’s moods fluctuate wildly,
we know better
Back to the simple natural order of things…….. not human arrogance based on destruction of our water,air, environment for profit…… for the 1%
“you are the poet, you walk inside my dreams”
~anaïs nin
🎨 olga petrikova "wildflowers"
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it's in-between..
dark of the fall..
moon of the rise.
i think there's something..
in that motionless place..
no one speaks to.
it's where you taste lightning & swallow thunder..
then you don't feel it anymore..
it's over.
and you carry on..
©️dww
no hashtags | worst time of day for post-purposely
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Awakening
the ring of fire
lava erupting
Japan in the
crosshairs of
disaster
Old Faithful
acting strangely
guests running
for their lives
Mt. Sanit Helens
begins to stir
Seattle?
'neath the
Grand Canyon
lava flow whispers
we've not honored
Mother Earth as her
stewards
#blueskypoet #poetry
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This poem is entitled Mind Heart in Soul. I was at a dark time in my life, and I still am. But through it all, I managed to turn negative feelings, into an art form, with this piece. My poem was a part of a stop the gun violence project in college. #poetry #poem #darkpoetry #poet #poetrycommunity
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Love this
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The symmetry of a turn in the air. Yellow Warblers (Setophaga petechiae) are small birds known for their splendid "circling flight" while building their nest. [📷 Glen Noyer]
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Happy Tax Day, New York. We’re taxing the rich.