Will you ever forgive me? Will you bear with me until my concentration "flows" again and allows my expressions to "flow" with it, and towards you?

It seems like an eternity, since I have last interacted with you all here at AD.

The year 2005 ended with all the excitement of many beginnings, which danced through the open door of 2006 and do not seem to cease giving birth to yet more beginnings. There was our newly published book -  there is our newly published book, "Universes Beyond the Visible ~ Elements of Dream". Publishing a book is, in itself, a never ending, or, better still, an ever beginning event. Presentation will be followed by official release, then distribution will follow release, then promotion will entwine with distribution, then both will entwine with reviews, and reviews will follow the expansion of the former as they, in turn, expand both, in a circle which always begins again where it ends, but which goes on expanding.

Then, there are the seedlings of a newly published book. In this case, the seedlings of a book which is, essentially, one of photography, and which thus sprout as photos to be featured, first in exhibitions, then... who knows, maybe in other books, maybe illustrating other creations of a diverse kind, maybe as elements of decoration adorning someone's home, maybe... the possibilities are endless, once more.

Maybe each book, being a dream made visible when published, is always and simply yet one more "Element" of several, of endless other dreams, yet unpublished, yet "Beyond the Visible". Maybe...

Well, but this would be an endless, an ever beginning reflection, and what I wanted to say, dear AD authors and friends, is that this never ending, ever beginning cycle, which is made of much more than just the book and its seedlings, has been keeping this grateful admirer of yours extremely busy. So busy, that her concentration has been wavering, and she has been feeling terrible... for not being able to write, read, comment, thank you, express her pleasure for being part of this group of creative, supportive, encouraging and friendly people, except in... "spurts"!

Will you ever forgive me? Will you bear with me until my concentration "flows" again and allows my expressions to "flow" with it, and towards you? I so hope so, dear friends... I dare hoping that you will sense the sincerity of my admiration and my affection - those never waver, no matter the "flood" of obligations and the "ebbing" of time. 

Thank you, and you, and you, and you, all of you. This sense glowing in my spirit that you are absolutely wonderful is, like a dream, a never ceasing one... for each moment it begins again, then expands, endlessly.

With the ever expanding warmth of a {{{{{{{{{{{{{{{{hug}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}}

Your grateful Alexandra*