
petals textured like a soft quilt
gathering around the soft center,
an easy place to rest for the evening.

petals textured like a soft quilt
gathering around the soft center,
an easy place to rest for the evening.
It’s Thanksgiving here in the U.S., and throughout the years, for personal family reasons, it’s been a challenging time. We lost a precious family member on Thanksgiving day many years ago, and it’s affected everything.
The meaning of gratitude is constantly reviewed, and today, I found myself wanting to visit a special place where I took refuge when I discovered that my young friend had died, the end of October a couple of years ago, and I wanted to connect with her.
I had spent one Thanksgiving with her family and I am thinking of them now, as I know how much they miss my friend.
I feel her spirit now, and I am very familiar with the winds of change. I am counting all my blessings, all the wonderful people in my life, and I am always thinking of those who maybe want to feel a little less alone.
I’ve been posting here daily for the whole month of November and will continue until the 30th. Wishing everyone a sense of peace and a deep feeling of safety and connection with their loved ones, and if your loved ones have crossed over, know that they love you and are always by your side.
Many blessings! Thank you all so so much!!!! 💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗💗

Photography by Ka Malana ©2017
Though a rose is a classic
beauty, each one is different.
Where and when it bursts
into bloom,
what colors adorn it,
and how its petals fade
and fall –
all entirely unique.
Each rose has a story, and a context.
This rose exists in a garden
of a many beautiful roses, and smells
wonderful, also.
Photography by Ka Malana ©2017
Photography by Ka Malana ©2017
Photography by Ka Malana ©2017
Ka Malana Photography ©2017
Fresh waves deposit
brown on beige line formations
lovers disappear

The lovers reappear
black and white line formations
calling in fresh waves
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Photography Ka Malana ©2017
No matter where
and at any time
music can happen
and so we step
to the beat…

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Photography Ka Malana ©2017
I want to dance like that,
wild and free,
turn on my heels – spin
on the axis of joy.
I want to dissolve into
mountain flowers and disappear
into the wheat field without a
whisper.
I want to wake up when the
wind lifts, and merge my face
into the soft sun
while the seasons turn tides,
and space is infinitely infinite.
I want to breath so deeply
that my breath sinks far
into the soil, beyond the
earth worms, and down
around the core of the earth.
Ka Malana ©2017
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Ka Malana Photography ©2017
in silence my friend
sits on a tiny petal
her fairy wings rest


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Vanish, cross walk man
Transform into a red hand 🤚
Reappear again

Ka Malana Photography ©2017
single,
delicate
patient,
flower
the yin
of
evening,
inwardly
rests.
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