Angels Among Us...

An angel, like a butterfly, knows it is a great privilege to fly

...even if only for a moment. -- unknown

I have a deep and profound love for certain ancient statues -- some I have seen with my own eyes, some through the eyes and lens of others.

The ones that speak to me are those forever frozen within a moment of grace and benevolence.




Such beauty with a hint of sadness - held to the earth by the weight of concrete - like fireflies trapped in a jar --



I always thought that many were just too beautiful to have come from imagination and as a child always wondered if there was indeed a gorgeous creature imprisoned within ... but knew that something of that amount of grace could never be held by anything of this earth - and so I romanticized that they would in their own time take to the heavens - leaving behind mementos of their time here.


via Greyfreth

Shedding their earthly costume - leaving behind treasures for those lucky enough to find them.




as seen in pottery barn


I was lucky enough to find them. You can be, too.