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Heal Your Life with Creative Art-Making

Heal Your Life with Creative Art-Making

Live Consciously without Meditation

Live Consciously without Meditation

concoction

BLIND DATE

We all are just looking to understand our way in the world and how we relate. We search for love, acceptance and purpose. I'm trying to figure out what makes me tick......

I went on a blind date and had a great experience. I was set up by a friend that knows me and that made me feel safe. I thought that I was going to be stood up and it felt awful. That is another blog. We met and talked for few hours and walked the dog. It was nice to find someone who actually understood me and liked my company. Not my soulmate but a kindered friend.

I had my tea leaves read. This was a new experience for me. I was intrigued to find out how a person reads "tea leaves". I found out. It was a enjoyable experience. The person who read me, read me like a book. I cried as it was scary to see my life being described by someone who nothing of me. The future is bright. The focus for my next year is to find my "Home". I will travel to India and I will be have the funds to go. I will be taking leaps into learning about being a buddha believer. I will be loved and this will come together quickly.

overview:

I'm looking for my "home". The image of Buddha grounds me and is an important father figure. My intense need to runaway is to travel and learn of other cultures. I will travel and my home is my base. I have been on a journey of self exploration for many years and felt alone. I have 6 spirit guides around me and it is their job to take care of me. I will allow that. I need all the good help that I can get. I will fall in love. I will be open to it and it shall fall into place fast

MUSE

This work is called, "Untitled #102" it was painted by mixed media artist, Martin Brouillard. This man is my muse. This collection of work comes from "Healing" 2006. I recently e-mailed Martin to inquiry about this work, as I have being using it in my "concoctions". The work has been sold to someone in Vancouver. It was so strange to be e-mailing someone that is your guru, muse, or someone that you have placed up high, to look up to. My fingers were shaky on the keyboard and the e-mail that I sent Martin took along to draft.....I wanted it perfect. I shall keep the e-mail and also the ripped magazine picture featuring, my favourite piece of art and frame it, as someone bought the "real mccoy". I got to have a conversation with the artist....even better. Maybe one day, I will own a piece of his work. My inspiration and a strange fact.... Martin and me are born on the same day...September 28th.

And yes....he is married. Thank goodness or I would be living the life of an artist in Montreal and London!

Starting to lose the plot in life. Time to chage it up!

Today is the day! I have come home. I'm writing again. I feel this huge urge to push myself in the direction of the "right" path for me. I'm in love with a naked "bum". So, whoever owns this bum please stand up and walk my way. I need change in my life. Good change. I recently placed my body on a weight scale. I don't do that. I trust my body and listen to it. I was curious and since I have not weighed myself in decades and I'm 34 years old....... So, the last time I weighed 120 pounds......most of my life. In the past four years I fought a battle and almost wasting away (thanks to heartache) to nothing.....I weigh 128 pounds. I'm overweight....for me. I need to get me back. I need to look in the mirror and find me. I have some ideas in my mind which will be my next entry and it about concocting a plot, a story, a romance, using ideas of the Laws of Attraction. I think I will do an experiment. I like the name Mark, Leo.....

My Wild Irish Roots

The woman that have come befor me have amazing stories to tell. I went home to Belfast in May 2009. I know where The wild woman come from. In Septemeber, I will go spend time with my mom and grandma and hear the stories that need to be told. I have been waiting all my life to gain an understanding of them as woman. Woman who have loved, lost, broke down, slept with married men, married a few different men, had children , lost children, were abused by spouses and yet still laughed and held secrets.

The masks that we wear

I'm exposing myself and finding out so much. In May 2009, I decided to get naked and lay down my life, my face, my world and my soul. I joined Facebook and my world blew open.

I hide. I like to be "mysterious", or I thought that was who I was. I don't know...... but I know: how to download pictures, gmail, twitter, chatlines, on-line flirting, internet radio, shopping, blogs, ......my new world. I need to stop talking to the men tho!

I have visions of gardens in my head. I have hit a "wall". I'm sitting here trying to design a garden to paint, collage or write about. I feel lost.........my energy is being misplaced. This is the best time for change. I will look at other blogs for my muse. Get my garden to GROW.

A site with fun, healthy & fascinating info: http://www.agoodlife.com/

love & time

Once upon a time, there was an island where all the feelings lived: Happiness, Sadness, Knowledge, and all of the others, including Love. One day it was announced to the feelings that the island would sink, so all constructed boats and left. Except for Love.Love was the only one who stayed. Love wanted to hold out until the last possible moment.When the island had almost sunk, Love decided to ask for help.Richness was passing by Love in a grand boat. Love said, "Richness, can you take me with you?"Richness answered, "No, I can't. There is a lot of gold and silver in my boat. There is no place here for you."Love decided to ask Vanity who was also passing by in a beautiful vessel. "Vanity, please help me!""I can't help you, Love. You are all wet and might damage my boat," Vanity answered.Sadness was close by so Love asked, "Sadness, let me go with you.""Oh . . . Love, I am so sad that I need to be by myself!"Happiness passed by Love, too, but she was so happy that she did not even hear when Love called her. Suddenly, there was a voice, "Come, Love, I will take you." It was an elder. So blessed and overjoyed, Love even forgot to ask the elder where they were going. When they arrived at dry land, the elder went her own way. Realizing how much was owed the elder, Love asked Knowledge, another elder, "Who Helped me?""It was Time," Knowledge answered."Time?" asked Love. "But why did Time help me?"Knowledge smiled with deep wisdom and answered, "Because only Time is capable of understanding how valuable Love is."

Random Quote

"I believe that we are always attracted to what we need most, an instinct leading us towards the persons who are to open new vistas in our life and fill them with new knowledge," the writer Helen Iswolsky confided in her book Light before Dusk, written in 1942.

Dreaming of Maps

This interpretation of a map dream was taken from "Dream Moods A-Z Dream Dictionary" Map
To see or study a map in your dream, suggests that the path you are currently on will lead to fulfillment of your needs and realization of your goals. It could also indicate that you are set on the path to self knowledge and self discovery. If you have difficulties understanding or reading the map, then it means that you are feeling lost. You are still trying to find yourself and don't know who you are anymore.
Maple

My New Gift

I have never owned a nice piece of equipment before. My friends's father gave this camera away and it ended up in my hands. I love it. Thank you. I plan to take some "random" pictures with my new sharp shooter, as soon as I learn how to operate it.

THE BEST WISHES LIST

A deep thought......
Your deepest wishes/desires "embedded" in a work of art. I'm currently constructing a letter that will become part of a capsule in my current concoction.
My letter will be of my deepest desires for my best life.

sew in progress

The making of a skirt

..............Slow process

The heart is wiser than the intellect. - Josiah G. Holland

BLOCKED

New Page.

I have not been spending my extra time writing. I have been building a web site and so far I have a main page. The main page is sort of sweet, in a clip art crazy kind of way. I thought that it would be great fun......no. I have been ignoring my creative side and have been twittering, blogging, facebooking, e-mailing, and hanging out on-line with like minded music freaks and trading tunes. I need to crawl back into my cave and sit still and concoct.

Goddess Rising

Travel Planning

Bolivia, Brazil....2010 is the plan being concocted in my head.
I'm in love with this picture. She is amazing to look at. She is proud.
The print is from an Amnesty International calendar and I thank my friend for giving it to me. Thank you.

My favourite french collage artist, Henri Matisse

My next adventure..........Paris. September 2009

Card Reading - 3 card spread

I had my tarot cards read tonight. I do this every 6 months and have had my card read rountinely over the years. I have developed my intuition from these card readings and I have found a greater respect for my emotions. My life before revolved around rules, cultural expectations and my own perfectionism. I used to be the girl that thought to be "normal" that meant being married to your high school sweetheart, having children and a white picket fence. I used my"intelligence" to hide my thoughts or feelings. I was hiding.

The three card spread told the story about the past, present and near future.

The cards showed how I have built a strong foundation over the years by being patient with the change of direction/path I was on and working hard at creating a life for myself. I have remained true with my heart and dealt with past hurts. I'm strong and grounded.

I have contentment and peace in my life. I walk away from drama, abuse, negativity, and harmful gossip. I'm happy and relaxed in my skin.

The wild card is coming. Not good or bad. The wild card is a test to see how well I remain solid in my intuition and trust my heart. This wild card could disrupt my peace and contentment. The choice is mine. The wild card is a possible love relationship, my brother coming back into my life after years of seperation, or the wildness in my personality. I guess we see what the wild card is and how well I study to pass this test.....or not.

Quote of the day

Anxiety is the dizziness of freedom. - Soren Kierkegaard

Random Thought

I see sock monkeys and James Bond in alot of my concoctions. I wonder what it is all about. Things that make you wonder

My friend, Leah asked me to came up with intentions/wants/desires/manifestations that I would like to see for me in my life, in the next 1year.

1. for my brother to heal his wounded body, mind and spirit. I wish for my brother to heal and become a better version of his former self


2. travel to Paris and "visit" often


3. create my "Wildflower Wardrobe skirt"


4. complete my herbal/biochemistry courses before October 2009 - Master Herbalist is my big picture by October 2009


5. Pay off my Visa, and start planning a new trip for May 2010 - Mediterrean? Brazil? India?


6. start rountine for yoga and get in lean mean machine mode by relaxing and having fun


7. Grow and study herbs. Learn lation names


8. Start creative writing group with Karen


9. Simplify and clarify my world. This means clean my space and throw out the clutter


10. learn chords on my beautiful & loud guitar. The song to play is "Landslide"

"If you can dream it - You can become it"

You are a superhero. What is your purpose and what is your power?

I hope to see my brother soon

My brother is broken and need of love, support and rest. He is my brother and I love him.

cultivating my best life

Spent the weekend with my close friend and her family. We discussed our creative ambitions and we spent time just laughing and relaxing in the sun. The key to life is..........Sunblock.

My close friend, Vivian Bales is the natural talent and a force of nature. She is a true artist and wonderful friend. Vivian is the one person that I watch and the one that teaches me so much.

She inspires me to focus, settle down and follow through on my current goal. I want to do good by her.

My goal is to create a one of a kind skirt. A collage fabric A-line skirt. I was able to focus and develop a pattern for my fabric.T I will be using pieces of fabric from those "jelly rolls". Thanks for the parchment paper, Viv. I knew there was a purpose for parchment paper. The purpose is to develop my pattern. The pattern is flowers and petals. I will be creating a wild flower garden skirt.

Now, I'm in the process of developing my material to build my skirt. I shall post my fabric soon. I enjoy where this journey is taking me. I know that Vivian will wear my skirt........For fun.

My Brother

I need to talk to my brother, Mike. I need his permission to talk about him. I also need him to send me a picture of one of his body ink art/tattoo that cover his body. I have a wonderful story about a miracle. I love my brother and he is a miracle.

Current affairs in my world. Reading "smut"

“ PLEASE DON'T READ THIS, YOU WILL GET KISSED BY THE LOVE OF YOUR LIFE ON A SATURDAY, TOMORROW WILL BE THE BEST DAY OF YOUR LIFE BUT YOU HAVE TO.........

sewing a skirt

He lives in my livingroom

"We are what we think. All that we are arises with our thoughts. With our thoughts, we make our world."

BUDDHA (c. 563-483BC)

If there was a particular job, relationship, or material that I wanted and did not get, it was not good enough to know that it was not meant to be part of me.

Something better is coming.....I'm excited. I'm glad that patience is a virtue. I seem to have developed the skill of "mindful daydreaming". Waiting for something better means hold on and stay strong and live well, in the meantime. Although, in the meantime I have found a gray hair, a wrinkle and twinkle in my eyes.

Fuck, somedays I just feel tired of being patient with this glossed lip smile.

My first session at nude model drawing class

I saw it differently in my head.
The nude model person was real and naked. Standing with thier hands behind thier head.
I somehow drew the picture blue and had the breasts falling off the body. The person drawing beside me saw what I was doing and retreated from me. I wanted to tell the person that they can't catch bad art and to open thier minds. I was having fun.

My concoction is more like an "Ink Blot". Please tell me what you see.
I see this person as someone who loves thier body and has a healthy respect for it. They appreciate thier body. Floppy boob and all - Missy

Master Herbalist - when I grow up, this is my dream

my head on the table

This is just scraps of paper that sit on my table until I find a place that they belong. Most of these scraps come from my trip to Ireland. My receipts from film festivels, postcards of master works from Pablo Picasso and maps of Ireland (still got lost). I will probably at some point develop a collage from this mess but not yet.

Walking in Ireland, May 2009 - I will always have Belfast

"Leaving on a jet plane and I don't when I will be back again".

All my bags are packed /Im ready to go /Im standin here outside your door /I hate to wake you up to say goodbye/But the dawn is breakin/Its early morn/The taxis waitin/Hes blowin his horn/Already Im so lonesomeI could die/So kiss me and smile for me/Tell me that youll wait for me/Hold me like youll never let me go cause Im leavin on a jet plane/Dont know when Ill be back again/

Oh babe, I hate to go/Theres so many times Ive let you down/So many times Ive played around/I tell you now, they dont mean a thing/Evry place I go, Ill think of you/Evry song I sing, Ill sing for you/When I come back, Ill bring your wedding ring

So kiss me and smile for me/Tell me that youll wait for me/Hold me like youll never let me go cause Im leavin on a jet plane/Dont know when Ill be back again/Oh babe, I hate to go/Now the time has come to leave you/One more time/Let me kiss you/Then close your eyes/Ill be on my way/Dream about the days to come/When I wont have to leave alone/About the times, I wont have to say/Oh, kiss me and smile for me/Tell me that youll wait for me/Hold me like youll never let me go/cause Im leavin on a jet plane/Dont know when Ill be back again/Oh babe, I hate to go/But, Im leavin on a jet plane/Dont know when Ill be back again/Oh babe, I hate to go

Written by John Denver during a lay over at an airport

dreaming in pink

About a boy

I could formulate the man of my dreams. I can see him so clearly that he stands before me. Now what? Here is the boy and who is this girl?
What do I say? What to do? Reality stands before you and action is to be taken? The law of attraction has shown you that it is too late to run. IT has begun. Hearts can change and legs can walk your body away, but where? Where do you go? What do you say?
Nice to meet you? Where have you been? What took you so long?
Then what?
Will I move towards him? Will I play the game of love that is to be enjoyed? Will I go into the unknown parts of heart that make no sense and just enjoy the ride? Will I hunt and have childish fun?
Do I really know what I’m looking for? Is it something that I’m scared to go looking for in myself?
I know what I want and my reality is creating it for me with some unexpected twists. Careful what you wish for. Because before too long a new day is slapping you around to wake up and take part I it. I get what I wish for and I’m wishing for more.
I want to matter. I want to feel important in someone’s life. I want them to smile when they see me and laugh. Talk about adornment.
I’m not looking for ordinary. I’m looking for love. Pure fun love. Rainbow kisses and to hear the music in my soul.

Cupid

"IN MY STATE OF VAGUE EMOTIONAL TORMENT I DECIDED THAT I WANTED TO BE LOVED, AND LOOKED ABOUT ME....I STUDIED MY OWN HEART AND TASTES AND COULD NOT DISCOVER ANY DEFINITE PREFERENCES.

-ADOLPHE

life on my fridge

I look at this concoction every morning when I open the fridge to get milk for my coffee. I smile. I think that this captures my "Essence".

man eating flower who dreams in pink, wears skirts, holds hands, dreams about her future home and cute boys.

Days are scrolls: write on them only what you want remembered.- Bchya Ibn Pakuda