Looking In
Sarah Donato
I've been shy.
Courage awakens from the depths of the sea and the farthest reaches of space.
I must know where it all began and why.
Looking in for the light from the Soul.
by, Sarah E. C. Donato
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Sarah Donato, Fine Art & Mosaics.
Through art and means of expression we can contribute to the positive transformation in our world and within each of us. By building beauty for our surroundings, our gratitude for everything in our Universe and connections with each other deepen. Art brings beauty to the world in many ways, and its effervescence uplifts us all.
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I've been shy.
Courage awakens from the depths of the sea and the farthest reaches of space.
I must know where it all began and why.
Looking in for the light from the Soul.
by, Sarah E. C. Donato
.:Pulse:.
by, Sarah Donato
Presented in conjunction with the mosaic mural in American Alley, Petaluma, CA, for the O+ Festival theme: “Pulse”.
There is a pulse within me. It runs deep, but is lost at times. Divergent. Shallow. Broken. Lost. When on the upswing, my pulse moves me well – I feel light and carbonated. I feel as if I am floating through life without letting the gravity of some realities hold me down.
But reality is real. I try to breathe through each step to put the bubbles back in… it can be a difficult task. Each time I search for the fuel, the bubbles I find are small, something that always needs more air – the perseverance and meaning to grow.
As I start to inflate and my soul starts floating again, the thorns in life seem to always make the bubbles burst. It can be hard to keep going and growing. Discouraging thoughts engulf all my air and turn my streams into rapids of molasses, thicker as the years go by.
When will burst-free bubbles come into my existence and float me lighter than ever before? Allowing me to soar and carbonate my soul, sparkle my mind, and fizz through my skin. I want to exude the fresh pulse that runs within me and spread the beautiful bubbles to the weighed-down world below, carbonating the Universe from the inside, out.
For the bubbles to remain and grow they must start from deep within. I need to catch my breath and focus on what compliments my pulse, aerating my soul with what I know I have the capability to do.
A focus on one single, small bubble can grow and cultivate more.
I just need focus.
On what?
What will serve my pulse?
.: There is an infinite pulse of effervescent dreams that inflate the soul. Work every day to keep them whole :.
"TAKE HOLD OF YOUR OWN LIFE. SEE THAT THE WHOLE EXISTENCE IS CELEBRATING. THESE TREES ARE NOT SERIOUS, THESE BIRDS ARE NOT SERIOUS. THE RIVERS AND THE OCEANS ARE WILD, AND EVERYWHERE THERE IS FUN, EVERYWHERE THERE IS JOY AND DELIGHT. WATCH EXISTENCE, LISTEN TO THE EXISTENCE AND BECOME PART OF IT." - OSHO