Tag: awareness

What Calls Me

Norma sits quietly with her knees drawn close, looking toward a small white star in the black unknown.

Seeing the Whole Picture

Norma sits in white space facing a vast black field of tangled white lines, observing the struggle without entering it.

Already in Motion

Norma stands in white space with open hands, looking toward lines already moving through black space.

A Wider Horizon

Norma, wearing a red top and black pants, stands at a railing looking across a dark landscape toward a distant horizon and setting sun.

NewGrowth

Norma lies on her stomach in a white space, wearing a red top and resting her chin in her hands as she gazes at a small sprout. A black area remains behind her, marking the darkness she has left.

Glimpsing Possibility

Norma lies on her stomach in a dark space, resting her chin in her hands as she gazes toward a small white arched opening. A path of light stretches toward her, suggesting possibility beyond the darkness.

A WorldOf Possibility

Norma, wearing a red shirt, holds a globe gently in her open hands against a black background. She looks upward with curiosity. The image reads “A World of Possibility” and “I don't have to hold it all to know it is within reach.

The Possibilityof Somewhere

Norma stands in white space wearing a red shirt, looking toward a winding white path that leads into a black landscape and distant horizon. The image reads “The Possibility of Somewhere” and “I can see a direction without needing to know where it leads

Beyond What I Know

Norma stands in a black space wearing a red shirt, looking toward an expansive white area. The words “Beyond What I Know” and “I don't have to move to know there is more” express the recognition of possibility without the need for immediate action.

The Line I Drew

Norma stands inside a white circle against a black background, with one foot stepping into the white space beyond it. Wearing a red shirt and black pants, she looks down thoughtfully at the boundary she is crossing.

The Chain I Hold

Norma looks down thoughtfully at a loose chain she holds in one hand, while the other end circles her wrist. Against a black background, her red shirt and white hands emphasize the moment she recognizes her own participation in holding on.

The Line Ends

Norma crouches beside the end of a winding line, recognizing that some endings ask nothing more of her.

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