Spirals, no discernible beginning, no apparent ending. I like to go through life turning upward and outward, fast and slow. Each turn a new vantage point, a new perspective to be taken or left behind. The Grouse is the symbol of the spiral in my Native American medicine cards. The dance of life. The macro of the constant motion of our universe. The micro of the Sufi dancers, swirling themselves into altered states.
Rebekah Spivey for the Poplar Grove Muse