Half Moon Lady
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( I see the half-moon, Salwa. It is as if this woman is holding it on her lap, and her arms are placed over it. Her body, beneath it, echoes the arc it makes.
Perhaps she is prepared to hold the moon until it becomes whole, through all its phases.
Perhaps she is searching for her own wholeness. Our phases towards wholeness are not always so clear, so mathematically precise. It is more like a stumbling before the actual embrace. The moon may offer some strategies.) Carol Wiebe
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Half Moon Lady
šøš¹š¶
( I see the half-moon, Salwa. It is as if this woman is holding it on her lap, and her arms are placed over it. Her body, beneath it, echoes the arc it makes.
Perhaps she is prepared to hold the moon until it becomes whole, through all its phases.
Perhaps she is searching for her own wholeness. Our phases towards wholeness are not always so clear, so mathematically precise. It is more like a stumbling before the actual embrace. The moon may offer some strategies.) Carol Wiebe
šøš¹š¶
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All rights reserved Ā© Salwa Afef Photography