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Bliss Ripple is a catalog of clues— fieldnotes for living into one’s internal bliss. Compiled through the creative works of poet, artist, musician, and mama Maggie A. Bishop, Bliss Ripple explores the idea of resounding joy— how to create it and expand it through living with passionate honesty.

Here you will find poems, songs, and observations written under the influence of inspiration Maggie finds scuttling and searching amidst the varied Missouri landscape with her wonder-son, adventurer Arlo, and her artist-partner and dream confidant Josh (who is also a photographer and music promoter). 

 

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Wednesday
Dec202006

We take vacations to the best places.

Saturday, despite a complete lack of motivation and a general zombie like persona, Josh and I ventured out to nowhere, with cameras in hand and a mere general idea of where we were going. Bob sang to us in the car (Dylan that is, in case you are totally inept). And we wandered around. We visited Cherry Box, which basically had a church and a cemetery, and I believe is largely a Mennonite community. We discovered this by stopping at the cemetery to take pictures, it has a monument declaring the cemetery the resting place of the "Mennonite Brethren," there was something that did not bode well in that cemetery, we didn't linger long. After Cherry Box we arrived in Leonard, and then Clarence. It has been decided that Leonard and Clarence were brothers. As is Elmer, but he was estranged, as in, while he is in the general vicinity of the two other brothers, he is a ways a way. We did not visit Elmer. Anyway. I honestly do not remember much about Leonard. But Clarence, well, let me tell you, Clarence is a diamond in the rough. It has a fantasy gas station. Like, seriously, it was all set up like an old gas station. There were old pumps, an old sign advertising gas at $0.36, and an old car with (get this) a dummy inside! Now, mind you, in my mental state that day, when we first pulled in across from that gas station I was confused, I was like, Is this real? Does Josh think this is real? Why is that man in that old car sitting so still? Is that man real??? Just how much did I smoke (kidding, well)? Wow, confused. Once we got out and wandered around things cleared up and it was utterly charming. There was a cemetery right by the gas station that we wandered through and in which my lighter decided to stop working, so I walked through the cemetery with an unlit cigarette in my hand, trying to calm my nicotine fit. I found the best headstone in the entire world though, so waiting on my cigarette was totally worth it. And now (!) pictures:

Reader Comments (1)

My grandma lives in clarence. As a town, it basically sux. but then again, i partially grew up there.

December 24, 2006 | Unregistered Commenterjeremy

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