This.
How magickal is that?? HUGELY!
I know I really like something when I wish I did it. I'm jealous in a really, really good way. And I'm really happy to be the one who wishes she did it because I know and love the one who did.
Isn't being confident in yourself and your own gifts amazing? It gives us the ability to adore things, admire others, and not feel less about our own talented selves all at the same time!
YAY.
Wednesday, September 22, 2010
Friday, September 17, 2010
Friday, September 10, 2010
A more way: AKA - what God told me this morning
AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
and
GGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG
RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
HHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
and
GGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG
RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
RRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
a more poetic way to say it:
waters of ocean all come to pass
for beneath terrible cries
light lays in waiting
even in the deepest cave
mangled bodies contain
the untold strength of Heaven
so shrink not from the beating Life provides
for in this bitter whacking
purpose gallops into your soul
a more fun/wise way to say it:
screw 'em
they're just not that important in your life
don't make your day about them
make your day about:
tiny pink flowers
they're just not that important in your life
don't make your day about them
make your day about:
tiny pink flowers
houses in a row
your art hanging out,
all together,
with you
all together,
with you
standing tall
tender silver coins
paint dripping down
and pencil
and clay
the halo you wear that sometimes only we know about
the sweetness that you are
the beauty you create
to find the tiniest of accidental hearts
to speak your truth
to keep going on YOUR journey despite
the bullstuff that attempts to distract you
the bullstuff that attempts to distract you
these are all gifts I have given you
regardless of what they think
and if they have a problem with you,
tell them to see me.
and don't forget the most important part,
the key to the whole thing.........................
SCREW 'EM.
regardless of what they think
and if they have a problem with you,
tell them to see me.
and don't forget the most important part,
the key to the whole thing.........................
SCREW 'EM.
don't make THEIR issues YOURS.
Go make some art instead!
Hey, you, who seems to have a problem with me......
Guess what.......
God said for you to see "him".
You're gonna get in trouble!
You're gonna get in trouble!
:)-
Go make some art instead!
Hey, you, who seems to have a problem with me......
Guess what.......
God said for you to see "him".
You're gonna get in trouble!
You're gonna get in trouble!
:)-
Friday, September 3, 2010
Living mixed media
What I've been doin' lately:
constructing lil boxes out of paper
accidentally covering my hands with layers of paint and glue like a mixed media flesh
loving on The Source of us All
listening to gorgeous music
stumbling into old patterns and trying to remember what they look like for the future
tuning into incredible inspiration
writing sacred words together
forming something out of 'nothing'
falling in love with the idea of being guided, lead to somewhere amazing, all over again
realizing the slow, drawn out telling of a story is so much better than the alternative
meeting beautiful new sisters
embarking on something that will alter our world
struggling in a few areas which I refuse to let win
releasing things I've held on-to, but don't need any-more
feeling excited about where that crazy cool Source is taking me
hearing the whisperings of Spirit
loving me more than before
entertaining and smoochin' on my precious cats
congratulating me
giving absolute credit to my Sourcey-worsey
thinking about you
being quiet around here
feeling slightly guilty/worried about it
knowing that I'm just doing my thing
claiming my right to
understanding that it isn't hurting me or my future
sleeping, then not very well
going with the flow of it
appreciating my art, then not, then finding my way again
embracing the shift that has begun with-out and with-in
looking forward to fall
wishing I called it autumn
filling up that Source-shaped hole with the one and only 'thing' that fits
thinking and dreaming about the future
letting go of the control of the direction of my life
wanting to ultimately do only one thing: help
staying out of worryville
dancing with fear
telling failure, "Sadly, for you, you do not exist."
saying, "Pop-tart stop."
living my developing journey with as much grace, joy, and gratefull'ness as I can muster in every given moment
creating who I'll be in the next second
being blessed by the soulship I have found in my sisters & amazed at the way wishes develop into our actual lives
moving on
circling back
finding out
not understanding
finishing
beginning
breathing
cultivating
ignoring
adoring
learning
dreaming
believing
celebrating
realizing
refueling
seeing
embracing
and just plain being fabulous.
Wha' chu' doin'?
Same things?
Yeah. :)
It's fantastic, isn't it?
constructing lil boxes out of paper
accidentally covering my hands with layers of paint and glue like a mixed media flesh
loving on The Source of us All
listening to gorgeous music
stumbling into old patterns and trying to remember what they look like for the future
tuning into incredible inspiration
writing sacred words together
forming something out of 'nothing'
falling in love with the idea of being guided, lead to somewhere amazing, all over again
realizing the slow, drawn out telling of a story is so much better than the alternative
meeting beautiful new sisters
embarking on something that will alter our world
struggling in a few areas which I refuse to let win
releasing things I've held on-to, but don't need any-more
feeling excited about where that crazy cool Source is taking me
hearing the whisperings of Spirit
loving me more than before
entertaining and smoochin' on my precious cats
congratulating me
giving absolute credit to my Sourcey-worsey
thinking about you
being quiet around here
feeling slightly guilty/worried about it
knowing that I'm just doing my thing
claiming my right to
understanding that it isn't hurting me or my future
sleeping, then not very well
going with the flow of it
appreciating my art, then not, then finding my way again
embracing the shift that has begun with-out and with-in
looking forward to fall
wishing I called it autumn
filling up that Source-shaped hole with the one and only 'thing' that fits
thinking and dreaming about the future
letting go of the control of the direction of my life
wanting to ultimately do only one thing: help
staying out of worryville
dancing with fear
telling failure, "Sadly, for you, you do not exist."
saying, "Pop-tart stop."
living my developing journey with as much grace, joy, and gratefull'ness as I can muster in every given moment
creating who I'll be in the next second
being blessed by the soulship I have found in my sisters & amazed at the way wishes develop into our actual lives
moving on
circling back
finding out
not understanding
finishing
beginning
breathing
cultivating
ignoring
adoring
learning
dreaming
believing
celebrating
realizing
refueling
seeing
embracing
and just plain being fabulous.
Wha' chu' doin'?
Same things?
Yeah. :)
It's fantastic, isn't it?
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