calling

Sitting in the dark, typing by touch and the words appear on the screen as if by faith

Living in the dark, talking to you with faith, and your words touch my heart, as if by magic.

I invoke, so that all may be in the silence, and know they are not alone ...

called ....

Time to start working again in a different way I feel. So much work been done on the inside, the inside would now like to manifest more on the outside. Been looking at the work of other artists, and realising that whilst many have stunning skills on the outside, they have got a bit lost on the inside............ so whilst my physical skills are not up to the perfection I would like to work with, I need to work with what I've got!!! Ha ha........how funny I find myself. The biggest hindrance I have to working to my highest of high potential as a physical human being, is the physical human being I find myself inhabiting............ now I know why a sense of humour is important !!!!
The piece above, made from wood, and pyrographied and worked with watercolour and coloured pencil is over 5 years old (I think). Just looked around the room to find out where the original lives, and can just about see it stuffed behind a shelf..........

dreams within the dream

Dark night of dreams - ultimate horror kinds........... stalked and pounced on by the shadow - responded with love and persistence and an ultimate sense of rightness and detached interest in how it works. The next night - dream of the perfection of my missing self. The sun, not it's shadow.. complete acceptance of loving kindness of the divine kind.

May I have the strength to serve you in the way my heart leads me too,
May I remember your name in all I do and say and be,
May I be..........

water water...........

Waterfalls are wonderful things. Especially when it's hot. These are Welsh Waterfalls. And standing there under this one (you can walk behind it), I thought of the one in Iceland....and part of me was there............. in the special healing place.

But the best bit of all was the gift that the trees gave me.......... Whilst I was on the coach back to the grim and grey, I looked out the window and soaked up and soaked up the green and beautiful. And as I came into the grim and grey, I didn't notice it like I usually do, I just kept seeing the green and beautiful.....

All a matter of focus, and attention.

So now, when standing in the grim and grey, I put my roots down and step into the embrace of the green and the beautiful. And life is good.

mirror mirror

Mirror, mirror, on my wall,

Who is the Perfect One of all?
Why, He who wears my skin with glee,
I look in you and see Him in me......

Angelic Clouds

So aware of the sky today... glorious clouds. Been living life yet so aware of the workshop all week too.

New beginnings