I love these handmade journals so much. I've been making and using them exclusively for 4 years. They have no lines ~ I really dislike writing in journals with lines. Plus if I want to draw something, I can! with no lines to keep me in. YAY!
I love these journals even more with brand new, one of a kind, altered covers!!
First Friday was a whole lot of fun, not only cause I sold 4 paintings, but I got to give out lots of magickal dollies to lots of cute little girls and had many great conversations with interesting new people. Most likely it will be my last First Friday, so I'm glad it was THE BEST!
She said, "You are THE most misunderstood person I've ever met." That is not a sad thing. It means I am mysterious and unfathomable. That means I am like The Great Spirit, God, Goddess, The Universal All.
Unfathomable means: to not be able to measure the depth of, to not be able to understand thoroughly
You cannot measure my depth or my contribution. Neither can I.
You cannot measure Me. Neither can I.
I am immeasurable.
I am NOT ABLE to be measured.
You cannot understand me thoroughly. Neither can I.
I am not fast food....greasy death on a bun of bread, bloody thickness, green crunch, thick white gloop in those veins and whatever else you need on top and in between.
I am an infinite meal with many more courses than you can handle.
I am THE most misunderstood person she ever met......
I was working on a new project and wanted to do some of my new favorite thing.....creating some found poetry. I decided to use the copy of "Our Daily Bread" that I picked up. Lots of lovely'ness in there. The first page I flipped to caught my eye because I saw my name. Then I read what it said. (you can click on the image to make it bigger)
Being seen or noticed or recognized or appreciated by others on Earth is not THE most important thing. THE most important thing is to do what my soul loves to do and to see and notice and recognize and appreciate my~self and to know that I am always seen and noticed and recognized and appreciated in the beyond. Just because I don't hear the roar of the crowd or the thunder of applause, doesn't mean it isn't there. It's there because I believe it's there.
BTW: the word that's 'missing' is HEART
Another magickal thing about yesterday: I easily found all the words that I was looking for.
My mind is a quagmire of thought, of knowing, of not knowing, of forgetting, of remembering, of realizing, of experiencing, of inner and outer action. But perhaps you think that when I am still, because you think or believe I am still, that I am still... let me say, "I am never STILL." My atoms, my particles, of which you cannot see (get a microscope), are in Constant Motion. So, you see, you might just not see it... but I am always going. You are too.
Taking deep breaths the blissful wheel around a symbol of a never-ending message herb gardens feel an affinity birds listen for nature life turns into a stretch of reason She's the sunrise walks next to a clump of trees
I forgot how much I enjoy writing poetry. Glad I remembered.
Have you ever watched the movie "Phenomenon"? There's a part in the beginning when George, at his birthday party, walks outside. He says, "37" and raises his glass to the sky in gratitude. Well, that's me.......37 and great~full.
Been sad. Been spending lots of time with the cats.
I watched The Green Mile the other day, never saw it before. I liked the quote at the end....."Everyone owes a death. There are no exceptions." Life has an exquisite pain about it and I will not avoid it. My little defiant insides say, "BRING IT ON!" But the rest of me says - keep us all together and healthy and happy for lots and lots of years. Ah, the uncertainty, the lovely'ness, the brilliant way of Life.
Let's look at something pretty, shall we?
All around the top it says, "Faerie hearts open wide to the rushing tide, won't you let it inside?"
We'll miss you Special Buddy Cat. Going outside will never be the same. Now you can chase the chipmunks and birds till your heart's content. You'll never be rained on or cold. The sun will always shine on your silky black coat. Even though our hearts are sad and hurting and our eyes are sore and puffy from crying ~ We are happy that we knew you and fell in love with your sweet soul. Thank you for trusting us.
Thank you for your prayers and thoughts. Melissa and Family
Oh my favorite new thing to make.........this is box number two, it's 'name, Number Two." (I'm a movie quoter - that's from Austin Powers). No, for real, it's name is ~Spring broke inward~ it's $16 available at Building Character.
I'm upset.....our outside Special Buddy Cat is sick. He's been at the vet since yesterday. We're not sure what's going on - some kind of virus.....could be one of those real nasty ones that can't be fought, could be just a normal one that got a hold of him that we can beat. I really hope it's a beater. Oh, the trials of loving.
Time to celebrate...................... I sold my first piece! I wasn't there when it happened, but I saw the resulting empty space. This is one time when empty space is a really good thing! :) Marty from Building Character said about the secret buyer, "It reminded her of her daughter." Aw, that's cute.
Well, whoever you are, I send you ~abundant gratitude~ and many wonderful wishes for beautiful you and beautiful daughter!
Last night at First Friday, the cutest thing happened. I give out little dolls to all the lil girls I see (and sometimes boys if they want one).
One lil girl said, "I'm going to name her Melissa. It's my favorite name." :) Awwwww, made me so warm and fuzzy inside and out!!!!
Here's one with the top on. There's a poem all the way around
100 ships given a bed together thunder or rain Great relief took mid-May Summer: Lightning in the sky at night a fledgeling sparrow in a utterly innocent afternoon feeling each other kiss air in my cheek 4th June in my heart morning flies early gold the afternoon merry dance night of all harmony
If uneven wings are okay, so are crooked pictures!