on printer paper…Early morning….wanting to See………………
Face on cloth. Does it change? or does it not? according to what is Near it? Does my face change, or does it not according to what is near it….?
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21 responses to “what is face. How is face shared…interspecies…eyes nostrils mouth.”
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probably it does.
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this is not easy stuff. It refers to the Old Cowboy now, but also
goes back
to the “maniac” person i was married to
who could
read
my
face.
He would say. in moments, ” I know you, grace”.
and he did. he knew me
and he used that knowing me Hard on me.
Now, in this time, i am presenting the same face
and it is as easily read in case anyone might want to read it
and it is leaving me as vulnerable as it did then.
SO. my face. anyone’s face. do we make it a mask? or do we let it be raw?LikeLike
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my dog. Tay.
she reads my raw face constantly and
she is Love to meLikeLike
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The face we present to the world, is it who we are when we look in the mirror or who we think we are? Someone once told me never to play poker, said my face was too revealing…what does that mean? I know that when I am sad, angry, joyful it shows in my face, especially my eyes, they become larger, spark or crinkle up.
As a young woman, I was told that I looked like Audrey Hepburn, at times like Cher and most of the time, like Marlo Thomas as she appeared in her TV show, That Girl. Sure I was flattered at first but then I wanted to be told I looked like me…marriage, motherhood, life, all took care of that, too busy to wonder how I looked some days, my face was my face. Now when I look in the mirror, I like the face that stares back at me, she is older, wiser, wrinklier, less marked by artificial means, more raw and more often resembles my mother and the Spanish grandmother that I only knew from photos…sometimes it is like looking in a three way mirror and seeing generations of Spanish women; I think I have finally grown into my heritage.LikeLike
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to grow into your face
what a beauty FULL thought!LikeLike
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i have no heritage.
What can i grow Into?LikeLike
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I guess it depends on how you were raised; I know you have European roots but maybe they were not strongly presented when you were growing up…
You can grow into your beautiful, world wide accepting, first people affinity self. One of the definitions of heritage is “the traditions, achievements, beliefs, etc., that are part of the history of a group or nation.”
A synonym for heritage is “an inherited or established way of thinking, feeling, or doing” as in ethics, etc.LikeLike
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i don’t have that
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Probably I feel it forms a mask on its own. An outward form. But I am tired so I will think about it.
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I think to be bare-faced is true. To be as one is and own it, to be sincerely ones self, true, not self reflective, but simply being self is all that is needed, to be neither attached to the past, nor anxious about the future. To relax into that is freedom. “You are the sky. Everything else – it’s just the weather.”
― Pema ChödrönLikeLike
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We all have times when our outer topography doesn’t match the feelings inside. We are social beings too, and will arrange our faces to meet what other people bring to us, so “mask” does describe us sometimes. That said, I think what is inside always leaks out somehow…maybe through body language more than facial features. It is more important for us to be aware of, and honest about, our true selves than what we project to others. Living our true selves will shine out through our faces anyway.
PaperFace is direct, wise and a little sad. ClothFace looks away.LikeLike
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ah your faces are true Grace, it’s in the way you draw the eyes… the mirrors of the soul, the light shines through…
People talk about our faces being masks but I have never gone along with that idea, perhaps if I had been one of those glamorous women who never left the house without putting her face on first then I would go with the mask idea but for a lot of us old hippies what you see is what you get… when I turned 40 suddenly everything I had ever done stayed on my face like the Picture of Dorian Grey…LikeLike
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Your faces today are reminding me of the thousands of refugees pouring out of Syria and into Hungary and onto trains, not knowing where they are going, but desperately in need. The migrants have been very much on my mind.
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I love all your faces……..the ones you show here and that one on my wall. You are very good on drawing faces…. they look so alive to me and they are so important to me, they show the person beneat.
Saw a program on tv earlier on about botox. Oh those poor women. With every wrinkle they lost a piece of their caracter.
I like to read faces……..would love to read yours……..LikeLike
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o Martine…i would offer my face to you..bring it to you in cupped hands
and lean in to you and offer my self….Read me…i’d say…Tell me my
story….
as we sat in your garden, under your window,
i love this thought….it is so tender to me….
i love youLikeLike
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if we…WE…could just look. Face to Face. and yes.
refugees
pouring out
not knowing, yet Going because there is no option of staying
I can’t imagine…i lie in my bed at night, my safe bed with
good clean sheets, quiet outSide and yes. This is what i would “ask”
for every soul, to lie quietly at night in a clean dry Safe place. to lie your children down.
my heart is so Heavy for humanityLikeLike
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i am the sky. i am just the weather
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right now i need just a single self….i really Need
a single selfLikeLike
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“everything i had ever done stayed on my face”
oh, eeeeeeeeeeeee, o, oLikeLike
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Finn the Malinois is reminding me to smile. he catches the ball mid-air, I celebrate it with voice and smiles… he does a command with no drag time, and with an eagerness to please, I let my face split into a smile… sometimes just crossing a room, he is looking at me, always looking at me, so busy and clearly trying to assess how “I am”, and so I am learning to smile. To say, “I’m okay.” For his sake.
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yes….oh SO yes…..the GIFT of dogs….how they NEED us to
be in equilibrium at the Least, how they feel such Happiness when
we are Good and Well and Right within ourselves….
the eye contact is astoundingLikeLike
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