Going around and around isn't a bad thing

Sacred Spiral, I long to be caught up in your grace
swept up in~to You
even if I get drug along

Your infinite, circle~ish mindset fascinates me
never touching what was

pressing pressing pressing on with forward movement
yet ringing around what you were when you were small

You are so much more now.

What are you full of?

I am inspired
full of the flame lately
burning through time with art action
I dive into the poetry pool and arise adorned in glistening words
I toss them upon the beach and scatter them around
for any one to place in their bucket
I paint myself into a corner
and love it

I am pressed
between these pages
frayed
scribbled
beautiful

Purpose settled in my eyes
music flutters in my hair
words lay in my mouth
I pick up the pen
& write it all down

Here's a sneak peek of a special project I'm working on.
What does her eye say to you?

I think she says: Go make some art baby!

Journals: For the love of words and art

All this comes through my soul
through my body
through my mind
through my eyes
through my hands
through my tools
through my experience
through my dreams
through what I want my life to be

What can I say of that day?
The wind whipping through my soul.
My face uneven.
My heart beating thrice.
& my mouth full of dirty poetry.

A work finally complete:

Create yourself in the image of your inner Empress.
She will never lead you astray.

The Key to today

Today, like every other day, I am wholly holy.



My skirt flowing.
Hair wrapped & covered in a sacred scarf.
My extremities adorned in bells & colorful jewels.

Around my neck The Priestess of Mermaid'ness floats. (*)




I feel.
I am.
In my life lately, there have been happenings of bats & chipmunks,
new birds my eyes have never before laid upon
& tidings of turtle ways.



In the hill outside my studio window,
there are eggs hoping to hatch.



There have also been spiders & snakes.
I honor their presence,
acknowledge the fear they awaken in me
& allow them to pass on their way,
to wherever they are going,
which is the same place I am.



Bells tinkle all around me.
They surround my ankle & wrist,
they hang at my waist.

Oh my Gypsy spirit is awake.
AWAKE!

Oh Mother,

keep me at your breast,
guide my soul,
help my feet to walk where I must,
teach my hands your creative ways,
show my heart the secrets of its~self,

grace my mind with Peace,

show my eyes beauty in all things,

fill my nose with the sweet smell of You,

lay my tongue to rest for now,

allow my ears to listen & to hear only You.

Yeah, that's what I want for this gorgeous day.

Me & You, swirling around each other.

*(necklace by Queen Kim)