Connection

Today I was directed via a reblog to this wonderful post by Kris Cunningham.. I felt so drawn to her message within her post as we relate it to what is going off in the World right now, especially across the Pond in the USA.. That I had to re-share it here..
I do hope you go and read the post in full and let Kris know your thoughts..

Please ,Please watch the video, I had tears as it moved me.. We are United in that we are ALL of us Human BEings.. We are not all tarred with the same brush of those who give us labels.
WE now are uniting to stand in Unity for what is Right..

Today is the beginning of the Year of the Rooster.. Let us make our wakeup call be heard worldwide.. WE stand for Peace and Equality, Not Racism and Segregation
Love and Blessing
Sue ❤

The Panama Adventure

What do we need as human beings to survive? food, shelter, reproduction, connection. We are social beings. Babies literally die without human touch and connection. Adults don’t do well either, mentally or physically, without human connection.

I saw this video recently HERE. Amnesty International conducted an experiment. They put refugees from Somalia and Syria in front of individuals from Europe and the instructions were to just look into each others eyes for four minutes. They were hoping that this looking at each other would be the start of a connection and a realization of shared humanity. As you will see, it worked.

I have said many times that I am so happy here in Panama, and the main reason is the people. I feel like they really SEE me. When they look at me, talk with me, and smile at me I feel that connection. Of course I had…

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The Elder~ Renewal and Regeneration Part 2

 Part One can be found Here

Wisdom comes in all shapes

Wisdom comes in all shapes

The woman stood up from her half-finished painting  and saw woven between the roots more shapes of animals. She would explore these in more detail when she painted them in later. But for now, she concentrated upon the trunk of the Elder, and the huge hollow, a Void within its belly.

 Her pencil had spiraled out around and around when she was drawing it and she was reminded of the first spirals and the Nautilus shell. She thought of the Golden Ratio  as her mind then flew  to Leonardo Da Vinci.  Argh, how easily our thoughts flit from one thing to another she thought as she picked up her brush and started to allow it free rein as she decided to fill in the hollow.

Heartbeat

Heartbeat

 

Her thoughts flew the Tree and how like a giant Mother its limbs were outstretched in all directions as if embracing all the elements. It reached up to the sky, and all four corners of the compass, as well and reaching down. And she thought of the wonderful Oaks she visited along her walks.. ‘How mighty Oaks grow from little acorns’ crossed her mind. ‘Yes, she thought, great things often come from small beginnings’

Her thoughts took her to the acorn and the seeds. ‘Which came first? as she thought of the chicken and the egg’.. The hollow looked egg-shaped, as her pencil kept working.  She brought herself back to what she was creating and the shape of a Human fetus almost fully formed had been created within the womb of the Elder.

“It is Good to begin today with the creating of New Life” said the Elder. “For today we speak of Renewal and Regeneration. This time period you are now in like any other time period upon your planet has always been about Change.

The Standing Ones know all about Renewal. Have not their roots stood fast while all around them Change is constant?”

The woman thought on the wonderful Oaks she loved so much which were hundreds of years old and thought on what changes these Standing Ones had witnessed.

The Elder picking up the tread of the woman’s thoughts  continued. “Throughout your centuries, we the Tree Tribes are Life Givers. Yet you humans have taken and not thought of giving back. Do we not give you the very Air You Breathe? Have we not supplied you with your Timber to build your homes, for shelter and for warmth?

Were not your Empires conquered and continents discovered by the giving of our lives, as you cut Thousands of our Oak Tribe to build ships and to build your cities? Without our giving, you would not have had your carts and tools or great sailing vessels to fish and travel to prosper and trade”.

The woman looked down at the paintbrush, its handle made of wood now in her hand as she mixed the watercolour to paint in the fetus which was developing at a faster rate than she had realised as her mind came back to her painting.

“You would not have had Paper upon which to write, books to read by which you educate yourselves.” continued the Elder. “Let us not forget what else the Tree Tribes have given you humans”

Art-books

Art-books

The voice of the Elder faded as the Woman looked about her small room she used for painting. She looked at the many books upon the shelves, the wall paper upon the walls, the printer loaded with paper and her oak desk full of her art papers, card and tissue.  She paused, and looked to what she was creating as she painted the fetus, she was one with the Elder.

Tick-tock of life

Tick-tock of life

The woman was cast in that moment back throughout time, she saw the first carts, the galleon ships and the weaving looms. She saw the carpenters and their craftsmanship her attention was caught as  she looked at the old grandfather clock that had long-lost its tick  which stood in the corner of her study. ALL gifts of Giving from the Standing Ones and the Tree Tribes.

The sound of the Elder’s teachings came back into her mind as the Elder continued. “We have also given you Medicines, and Nutrition, Rubber from our bark, Cork for your wine bottles, Berries, Nuts. We are the Givers of Life!

Our Tree Tribes know all about Renewal and Regeneration For hundreds and Millions of your years we have thrived unhindered.  We not only have provided humans with shelter, but we provide millions of other species with food and shelter from those who creep, crawl, climb, slither and fly.

We teach about the importance of renewal as we shed our leaves, drop our seeds, and spread our pollen. We teach about Stillness, and Contentment, and letting go of attachments. We also teach how to be steadfast and ground yourself as our roots hold firm within our Earth Mothers soil. We bind her together for when we are removed her foundations are washed away by the rain.

You Humans are now washing away the very foundations beneath your feet and yet you do not see how each time you hurt another or scar our Mother, you are also wounding yourselves”

The woman dipped her brush into the crimson paint as the Elder stopped speaking. She looked down seeing the Fetus now finished, she added the paint to the opening blossom of a flower that had appeared from the Ivy bound around the trunk of the tree. She was puzzled. The flower did not belong she thought to the ivy. Her mind then thought of the Lotus Blossom.. How strange to paint a flower here within the womb. Yet as her mind explored more she thought why not. For did not the Lotus represent Rebirth also

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Life Givers~  Partial Painting Magnified

Her mind thought of the placenta and the blood that flowed from Mother to unborn child. She thought of the birthing of her own children and the spirit from which we all came.

The Elder picked up again on her thoughts. “ Yes, each tree also has a spirit, a Dryad of Energy which radiates outwards. We have our Seasons too. Times of darkness and rest through the winter storms, but we never stop growing as we grow from the centre of our Being adding rings to our Earth years.”

The Woman looked down at her own ring upon her hand and skin, like the bark of the trees as they grew older they were looking worn and showing signs of ageing.  Yet she also knew her skin regenerated every day.. She looked now at what she had started to paint the scales of several snakes around the tree trunk. She thought of the dead and dying cells of her skin, and all the dead and dying trees upon the earth.. Each connecting like a huge skin around Mother Gaia .

The time for renewal was also a time for shedding and letting go. She saw how Mother Earth was also speaking to us and yet we were not listening. Renewal and Regenerating meant all things changed.. They had changed in the past, thousands of years before and the planet was changing now and the Humans were also changing with her. For we were One.

The woman put down her paintbrush as she studied the snakes she had created upon the Elder Tree. She thought of the prophecies of the Black snake across our Mothers land. And she saw again the Standing Ones strength had held stronger when linking together holding the fabric of the Earth together with their roots. Were we going to have to go back to our roots she thought? Like the Tree Tribes she saw much suffering through great changes.

 It was now  time for many skins to join together as One!.  

 © Sue Dreamwalker 2017

To be continued.

The Elder~ The Pathfinder~ Part 1.

The story below is one which filled my thoughts as I painted the Elder Tree.. I will reveal the whole painting at the end of the series of these short stories. Parts of these paintings I revealed on this post. My thoughts may take up several posts.. I know how many do not like reading Long posts, but I know those who are meant to read, will read.. Thank you  ALL in advance. 

Mole

Mole section/ Water Colour on 100% cotton 10 x 7 inches full painting

 

The Woman could no longer breathe in all the intoxicating poisons the world threw out. She became overwhelmed with the fumes of other people’s thoughts.  Her senses overloaded by the barrage of vibrations that poured forth in her daily world which over spilled into her dream-state.  Even the radio had hourly interruptions sending her mind into the dark corners she did not wish to visit, as yet more darkness crept into her sanctuary. 

Walking was her usual relief, but the winter chill set her mind on another escape.

She slid the vinyl record from its sleeve and lifted the arm of the player into position as she gently lowered the needle into the groove… The familiar strains immediately soothed her aching mind. She let out a long low sigh.

She breathed in deep and deeper still. She closed her eyes for a moment as if in a ritual then she reached for the paint brush which she dipped into the clean water. The drawing which had emerged the night before as the clock she had glanced at had the unearthly hour of 03:33. Numbers which she was well used to seeing in triplicate. Their symbols yet another reminder that she was being guided and had some wise masters to help guide her along her pathway.

The night before she had drawn a tree. This was no ordinary tree, It was an Elder. And she had been drawn into its womb. She sat now with paint loaded upon her brush and as the paint spread into the paper, so too did her mind sink deeper and deeper.

She found herself sinking into her design, right into the Earth Mother where all seeds are sown and all knowledge is born.  And so, her painting took root.

It was as if the Elder came to life, the Elder’s aged wisdom speaking to her heart. She was told once again of the ‘Standing Ones’ the ancient Tree Tribes whose huge forests had covered the land.

The Ancient Elder took her down within the roots showing her how deep they twisted and reached out mirroring her canopy, as above, so below the Elder began.

Before long the woman saw the many worms wriggling as she painted the twisting roots, roots that twisted and held the fabric of the Earth Mother together. Some strong, some weak, but all part of the whole. Her brush began to paint something not in her drawing, but its shape was clear.. It was a Mole..

“Good”, said the Elder, “you see the Mole and the worms, and you see even though they need no light, how precious are these to our Mother, for they enrich the soil. Without the Worms the soil would be lifeless, but sand”. The Elder continued telling the woman what she already knew, but the woman listened intently as the Mole took shape.

She watched as in her mind she saw the many worms taking the Elders and all the Standing Ones fallen leaves pulling them underground.

 The Elder explaining that nothing was ever lost, “As we shed our load, it prevents us from toppling over and breaking under the weight of storms. We Stand in unity together in every storm, learning to bend and bow our branches. Knowing that the elements can take down the most rigid and strongest among us. It’s the strength of our roots which keep us anchored and grounded” said the Elder

“ We shield one another, as we stand together in times of great storms. We know some of us may fall, but in our centre grows the strongest matriarch our Mother-Hub tree, she protects our young seedlings. So our tribe goes on, growing outward from its centre from its heart.”

The woman took in all that was said as she continued to paint and mix the colours upon her pallet. And as the Elder grew in statue upon her paper and took deeper form, so too did she see the many miracles which this wonderful old tree Elder had witnessed throughout time.

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 The stories held her imagination as the Elder began once again to tell the story of Mole.. A story she had once read but barely remembered its detail. Yet now as she painted in detail the story rose before her in her mind.

“Now I will tell you about a time in the Very Beginning,” said the Elder. “ When your tribe lived in  a world of darkness, beneath the Earth. Your tribe knew of no other world and so knew nothing but darkness. Until one of you asked if there was more to the world in which you lived. Mole was revered for his skills in tunneling and so a man asked Mole if there were something other than the world they lived.”   The woman continued cleaning her brush in the water, choosing another colour as the Elders trunk grew up from the roots as other images formed in her mind that had now embedded themselves within the trunk.  

“ Your tribe had never seen the light of day, but they knew Mole went close to the surface for it was Mole who allowed the air they all breathed into their underground world.. Air that we Standing Ones breathe out and create, so that you Humans can breathe it in”.. The woman listened intently to what was to come next.

“ Mole told the people beneath the Earth to follow him, asking them to form a line right behind him. And as he dug his tunnel, he passed back the earth and rocks to the Human, who in turn passed it back and so on. Thus they all moved through the tunnel putting the debris behind them.  At last the Mole led them to the surface, each emerged, blinking and squinting to the brightness of the sunlight. Some of your tribe didn’t like the brightness and wanted to return to the depth of the earth.. But because Mole had instructed all to pass back the soil the tunnel had been filled in and there was no return.” The Elder paused as the woman cleaned her brushes with a tissue..

“ Mole was to become known as ‘The Pathfinder’ his gift to man was the Sunlight and Wind which the Human tribe had not experienced before. Mole is one of the caretakers of our Earth Mother, he does not judge another by what he looks like, for he is blind to Bias. Instead Mole relies upon his own gifts and senses, through touch, smell, and feeling the vibrations and changes around him.  He knows before any other creature the rumblings and stirrings within our Earth Mothers breast. He knows when an earthquake is coming and he feels the eruptions and so knows of our Earth Mothers pain”

The Elder stopped speaking,  She smiled  at another triple number appeared 11:11am. The music on the player had long ago stopped.  She looked down at the Elder upon her paper. Mentally thanking the Standing Ones for the gifts, they gave.

The woman stood, and stretched her limbs satisfied with her work and saw how there as if by magic other animals had been woven into the roots. But those stories were for another session when the paints would bring their stories to life.

©Sue Dreamwalker 2017.

Art Takes you to that place BEyond..

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Above are some of the images from sections a two paintings I have recently done.. Over the next few posts I will be exploring more of each section and sharing with you some of the thoughts I had while I sat with paint brush in hand..  And it may even weave into a story.. I don’t know yet.. I am still going within the flow of it.. 

If I appear quieter than usual, this is what is keeping me busy at the moment.. 

Have a Beautiful Weekend.. 

~Sue~ 

“When it is working, you completely go into another place, you’re tapping into things that are totally universal, completely beyond your ego and your own self. That’s what it’s all about.”

~Keith Haring

Reconnecting to our Inner Light.

 

light

I wrote the below post two years ago.. I thought it perfect to re-share it again in full here. Along with another Mandala of Cynthia Sageleaf ‘s who shared her drawing with me which I painted in.. You can find  her wonderful blog over at http://intuitiveandspiritual.com/  Along with her creations of Mandala’s

  I painted this Mandala in watercolour last week..

 Today I have been painting one of my own original paintings.. Sometimes we have to step away from the chaos being churned out in our world and reconnect back within our own Lights..

The below post goes on to explain more.. The original post was entitled 

Finding our Light 

I am still amazed at how many of you resonated with a previous post Cracking our Inner Shells. And I am so grateful for your responses and for those who shared this post with their own readers.. 

Knowing that we are the only ones with the power to dim our lights, is often  a hard  pill to swallow. As Human’s we often apportion blame for our emotional feelings  upon others or circumstances we find ourselves in. Yet in truth only I allow myself to feel sad, as likewise only I can choose to feel happy.

It’s natural we sometimes become overwhelmed, especially when the lessons keep coming. But it is important to remember that learning to understand yourself and your world is an on-going journey which we are all  gathering  through our experiences.

We do not come to Earth with instruction manuals, its all about learning and finding ourselves as we progress.  We are  spiritual beings, we need to determine where our spiritual light is being subdued or blocked.  Sometimes life throws up those much needed lessons so we have a chance to remove the layers of debris, so we can get out of our own way to feel our own light shining again.

Those lessons are intended to help you become more of who you are. And as you grow through this self-discovery, you begin to create your own instruction manual. And as with any manual, we often refer back to it as we tap into our intuitive thoughts, which help guide us through the pages of our everyday lives.

Answering the many responses upon my own posts often allows me to reach much deeper within my own inner self..I find myself instinctively saying the right things..As I tap into that Inner World which guides, And then I check myself and then question my self.. As I ask myself “ So why are you not following your own advice?”… Practice what you preach is another pill to swallow!..

When we buy a car, we make sure we maintain it properly, we put in the correct fuel, we keep it topped up with oil, and clean and polish it.. Our Bodies are vehicles for our Mind and Spirit. So too we need to polish our thoughts  clearing away the accumulation of mental  debris that keeps us from operating at our fullest capacity.

A simple shift in our thoughts can positively affect our mental state, moving from complaints, and negativity  into gratitude and Positivity by applying the light of love to any shadowy thoughts. .. Learning to nurture oneself instead of chastising oneself, Applying liberally that Polish we seldom use upon our selves… The Name of which is Love. 

How many negative thoughts flit through our minds in a day?  This morning caught me in this mood, Until I heard myself speak my thoughts aloud and I realised just how pitiful they sounded.. And I burst out laughing as I learnt another valued lesson.

At times we need to embrace the stillness, connecting back into the power within our centre, Meditation allows us to reconnect back to the source..  I know this is true of myself, I give my power/energy away by being pulled in too many directions all at once.. This Power Source  is always there for us, but when we forget to connect, we forget to put ourselves first and gather back in the energy we need to power up our own inner Lights. And so our lights become dim..

Sometimes it can be difficult to find the stillness if our bodies and minds are in the way. Depression plays its tricks that we are not worthy.

I can dish out advice until I am blue in the face.. But my lesson in this is clear..

I need to practice what I preach.. As we practice steps to keep our energy flowing freely and without obstruction, we shine our light more brightly, illuminating our own paths and making the world around us brighten as well.

Many thanks for reading

Shine your Lights

~Sue~

Searching For Ourselves.. In the Silence of Self.

How many times do we search deep for ourselves

Through poetry and art, we often dig and delve

Into the depths of emotions, we explore and extract

Those personalities to enhance and the ones that we lack

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We can gaze into the mirror, reflecting back our age

As we capture in our mind, our youthful looking days

Never did I think as those childish eyes once shone

That age is but an illusion, for inside still I am One.  

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My exterior shell maybe broken, cracked and somewhat worn

But the knowledge deep within, has always been from being born

For I am more than I, in the moment of this time

I am but One of many, whose memory of life shared mine.

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I cannot begin to explain, and until you ‘know’ you’ll never understand

That many times I have journeyed back to experience this land

We are the past and future, we are the victors and the foe

The layers we are gradually removing as we each are letting go.

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This rise has not been easy, and its climb is not yet done

As we weave our separate webs, each of us have cleverly spun.

The threads connect us all, affecting One and ALL

So, inward I will do my working to complete our memory recall.

© Sue Dreamwalker 2017 

Have you remembered yet? Who you are? And why you came? And why we are here?

I hope you have five minutes to spare to watch the amazing creation and the many faces Akiane saw before this final portrait was left as the finished painting.. And view it in full screen.

Please listen to what she is Saying

Have a wonderful Week.. As I leave my poetry for thought.

~Sue~

Expectations..

A Review of our Thinking.. 

 

As each year comes to an end we are often heard to say thank goodness as we say goodbye to a year that when it began started out with every expectation. Yet here we are again as we herald in another New Year as we wish and expect so much more from the year before.

 We make promises to ourselves that this year we will endeavour to  be healthier, as we start new fitness regimes, and as we say goodbye to our bad habits. Promises often we never keep up.   

We are all of us walking, searching to find ourselves and that which fulfills us. We constantly search outside of ourselves to bring us that feeling of happiness. Be it in our relationships, careers or through our possessions. We gather everything to us holding onto them, thinking all of these external things are what will bring us happiness.

So, we constantly strive, putting ourselves under pressure, working extra hours,seeking to gather yet more things we probably never really needed to fill up a yearning hole inside of us that cries out to feel complete.

I look around my own home at the ‘Things’ that I have gathered over the years, my glass paperweights from the countries I visited, my record collection, the books that I have read and re-read as I have searched the pages for wisdom to that which more of us are seeking which we call enlightenment.

Most times we are our own worst enemies, as our scattered thoughts distract us from finding our peaceful path we are all seeking whether we realise it or not.

We all too often look back and blame others for our failings, or we worry about our futures as our inner chatter is constantly pulling us down. Telling us we are not good enough, clever enough or we put things off saying when the children leave home, next year or when I retire..  We continually make excuses to ourselves as to why we do not keep those promises to ourselves.

I keep saying I am going to write a book.. Yet I make excuses to myself each year, putting it off.. I am no different from anyone else..

 Our Ego makes us defensive about our weakness’s often making us feel unworthy. We take on hurts and wounds as we take to heart other people’s opinions of us. We listen to gossip and then add our own two pennies worth to the mix..  

Our Inner Chatter often spills out in irritations as we then verbalise our dissatisfaction. Causing arguments and resentments as our pride is dented, so we bite back, lashing out with more words that wound.

We then carry guilt, holding it deep within, nurturing it as we feed that inner chatter with justification as to why we are right and others are wrong. It then festers deeper into resentment and anger bubbles turning inward into bitterness.  

We now not only hold onto our personal stuff, but as the world grows closer in its communication systems we get embroiled in politics and the weight then of the negative news that is being poured into our homes in hourly bulletins also weighs us further down..  
All of these emotions bite deep within us effective our energy body causing our dis-ease with self, allowing illnesses to manifest. Often our body kicks in as a last resort to stop us in our tracks. It’s trying to get our attention to alter our thinking and ways of being. So our body rebels with aches and pains.. As we push it too hard and we fail to nourish it and give it rest.. 

My own nervous breakdown and subsequent FMS years ago was my body’s wake up call.. Which was telling me to slow down and alter course.  All these emotions we carry weigh us down literally DE-Pressings us as our auras get blocked as the energy stops flowing.

One of the greatest lessons is learning to leave things behind as we walk our paths to finding ourselves. This is one of the best gifts we can give ourselves as we start afresh a new year is Letting Go! So we need to let go of our self expectations as well.. Stop forcing things into BEing and just allow things to BE.. Let go of guilt, regrets, anger and jealousies.As you develop patience with others and ourselves, you then begin to see how those you thought were  your enemies were in fact your greatest teachers as they helped strengthen you. 

 Learning that there really are no Cross-roads only those of our own making.. For we are stood in our own centre of our BEingness in our present Moment of Now..Making our own choices. 

Our roads are all leading us to one place. And that is to look inside of ourselves, as we alter our perspective and thinking.   Don’t let fear and anxiety take control of your thoughts… Allow yourself space to breathe. Take yourself out in Mother Nature allow her calm presence to guide you as you unscramble your thoughts.  

For by taking in the beauty of the moment, seeing how very blessed we are,  we then can stand within our own centre of happiness.. Its been right here inside of us all along.. Within our Hearts. But we got so busy with ‘Things’ We lost our Hearts connection. 

Our Futures are in our hands as we begin another year.. Let us keep those promises to ourselves.. As we open our hearts to ourselves, forgiving our faults and our failures, as we relearn how to love ourselves..

There is no greater power on this planet than Love.. Its what keeps us from Fear.. Don’t allow Fear to dominate yet another year of Expectations!..

Love and Blessings

~Sue~ 

Harmony

harmony-mandala

 While I was absent from WordPress as I gathered together my thoughts and energies I spent some time painting in watercolours..

I had been given a wonderful gift by my friend Cynthia Sageleaf over at her Intuitive and Spiritual  Website of downloading a colouring book  of Mandala’s that she had created.. So I decided to print one off and paint it with watercolours.. 

I have spent many minutes gazing into its middle depths as I meditate,  I seem to get sucked into the flower within its centre.. Reminding me of the Lotus .. 

The lotus grows in muddy water,  it is this environment that gives forth the flower’s first and most literal meaning: rising and blooming above the muddy murky waters to achieve enlightenment.

Most of us have often found ourselves confronting our own shadows from time to time.. Its only going through our own dark places that we then begin to rise up as wake up to the Light which surrounds us all..  Only the brightest of light enables us to see our own shadows. And it is often only going through those darker days do we then begin to rise up to see our truth worth.. 

I found a meaning of the colours here of the Lotus flower the site is linked below.. 

“The color bears importance in the meaning of the lotus flower in Buddhism. A white lotus flower refers to purity of the mind and the spirit. If a lotus flower is red, it refers to compassion and love. The blue lotus flower refers to the common sense; it uses wisdom and logic to create enlightenment. The pink lotus flower represents the history of Buddha and the historical legends of the Buddha. A purple lotus flower speaks of spirituality and mysticism. Finally, the gold lotus flower represents all achievement of all enlightenment, especially in the Buddha.”

I had no idea of the meanings of the colours while creating it.. I just went with my own intuitive flow.. To me the colours of harmony are represented in earthy colours too. The center golds and oranges of the wheat-like shapes, to me represent corn and the importance of planting and harvesting. Not only through our gardens but the seeds we sow with our our thoughts and words which are followed through by our actions.. Reaping what we sow is what we harvest back in the deeds we have sown.  

The green which threaded its way throughout the mandala spoke to me of the grass lands.. The many species of grasses which are a staggering  11,369 separate species which bind our earth together.. I can not image  a world without its meadows and grasslands.. 

The coloured circles represent to me completeness, because it has no beginning, no end and no direction. Its also the shape of many seeds of creation reaching out with the blades of grass growing in-between. 

The outer petals containing the rainbow of colours that bent and sways like the ripples of the waves in the ocean with the inverted flame.. Forever burning in all of our hearts..Should we care to rekindle it.. 

I did not know what Cynthia thought as she drew this wonderful Mandala.. But I hope my own interpretation and coloration did her wonderful artwork justice.. 

This is the first Post of the New Year and its Heading is fitting.. For I so Wish for Harmony to prevail in all of your lives this year and well into the Beyond of all of our futures for we are One with Each other along with our Earth Mother.   

May 2017 Bring you your Dreams, Your Desires, and as you take each step 

If we are Facing the right direction, all we have to do is keep walking” ~Buddha~

Love and Blessings for a wonderful New Year 

~Sue~

 

 

 

 

Sources:

https://buddhists.org/buddhist-symbols/the-meaning-of-the-lotus-flower-in-buddhism/

http://www.kew.org/data/grassbase/news.htm

 

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Each of us, carries within us the capacity to change the world in small ways for better or worse. Everything we do and think affects the people in our lives, and their reactions in turn affect others As the effect of a seemingly insignificant word passes from person to person, its impact grows and can become a source of great joy, inspiration, anxiety, or pain. Your thoughts and actions are like stones dropped into still waters, causing ripples to spread and expand as they move outward.. I hope that I can send a few ripples out via the web of life, as we each of us weave the threads together... Welcome to my Sanctuary of Peace and Love... May we each spread our Lights around our World....Sue Dreamwalker

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