Creativity in Art and ~ The WOMAN

On one rainy afternoon  I wanted to paint, yet as reached up into the top of my cupboard for a new canvas, out popped among them was this old painting I did when I was messing about one day quite a few years ago now.  

I had never really liked the painting, and have never hung it, but I had hidden it away among my new canvas’ thinking one day I would paint over it. 

Rainbow Angel.. Some of my more abstract art I did several years ago

I looked hard at it and thought well today is the day to rework it..  And as I painted I jotted down my thoughts as different feelings raced through my mind as I altered it to become the finished new painting you see below at the bottom of this post.. 

Here are the words that came to me while painting and when I had finished it.. They speak of the returning feminine energies, and how each of us hold these energies whether we are female or male…    So I give you.. 

The Woman

 

The Woman with closed eyes sits in the circle of dancing light

She breathes in her femininity as she let go of all material form

Naked, she pulls around her energy cloak of rainbows as she prepares her Earth Song

She holds out her hands softly at her sides.

As she rocks gently back and forth, listening to her beating heart.

It matches its rhythm with that of her Earth Mother.

Generations before her have awaited

this time, when the feminine will rise again.

Their Compassion, love and strength will bring back the light from the shadows of the past

~~

The Woman focuses her inner vision upon the Stars, and her low hum begins to fill the vortex of space surrounding her Aura.

With Dancing spectrum’s that spin in a Kaleidoscope of changing hues. Mixing and blending, the Woman weaves each thread with the notes of Love.

Each Chord a blend of forgiveness to each deed against the feminine energies. Her face is still, almost translucent as she let go of Anger, bitterness and sorrow.

The woman is no longer tied to the Earth but becomes detached from All Fear

Replenishing her emotions only with Love , Acceptance and Gratitude

The Vortex spins ever faster as time slips away, She gives thanks for all she has been and to all she is yet to become.

Knowing infinity will hold her forever in the moment of Now..

Written June 1st 2017

© Sue Dreamwalker 2017

The Woman ~ Feminine Energies ~ Painting in Acrylics 40cms x 30 cms

If I am late answering any of your comments here and catching up with you.  It is because I am pursuing my own Earth Song…  Enjoying Summer, Family time of special Birthdays,  and of course keeping up with my Garden posts of which you will find at Dreamwalker’s Garden 

Love and Blessing

~Sue~  

 

Beauty is Within us All.

During the night I awoke, and wrote so many thoughts down as I tried to sift through the debris cluttering up my mind as I had woken up yesterday to the radio in the morning of the terrible news of the London  Flats Tower Block Inferno.. 

Sometimes we only see the harsh exterior of the world, through the lens of those whose camera’s try to tell us this is our reality. As it seems the media flit from one tragedy to another around our world. And yet amidst all of this tragedy I am witnessing so much LOVE.. 

The Cube Chatsworth Flower show 2017 click image  to take you to the link for more information.

 

For most of the day, I sort out solitude in quiet contemplation and prayer to send out my love to all who were experiencing grief, and loss of their loved ones friends and neighbours.  I also kept sending to our WordPress Friend Irene.. Even my husband said I looked liked a lost soul, as I seemed to feel so many hearts bursting with tears.. 

In the evening we had company, and as we discussed the terrible events. But what was emerging  was that how brilliant it was to see the London community come together.. It mattered not what race, religion, or if they were Poor or Well off.. Each story that I had seen unfold told of many hearts giving to others that in that moment were in need of love and healing..

Looking through the tiny holes in the granite to the garden held inside the cube.

Some gave money, others gave clothes and food. Lots who didn’t know what else to give, just handed out huge HUGS.. To comfort those still awaiting news of relatives and friends..

The images I have chosen to accompany this post I took on my visit to spend the day at the RHS Chatsworth Flower Show not far from my old village where I grew up at the end of last week . If you click the Chatsworth link you can see the many gardens that won medals etc.. It was such a beautiful Day. One that will last long within my memory ..

Foxglove inside the cube

The Foxglove happens to be among one of my favourite flowers, And I have several shades of them in my front garden. I do not have them in my back garden where my granddaughter plays, as they are poisonous..  Strange as  I write of the heart, that these flowers in particular hold chemicals that affect the heart,  Digitalis is poisonous; it can be fatal even in small doses.

We are all us being fed toxins that affect our hearts one way or another, as we allow ourselves to be led into division whether that be through politics, religion, or race.. 

Foxglove inside the cube, another pin hole view inside the cube.

So I choose the share some of the memories of my Beautiful Day, as I thought these pictures apt, Showing us that no matter how dark our world may seem or how stark it appears on the outside, no matter what chaos we face. When we join together in Unity and we really Look within, and when it matters the most and others are in crisis, the beauty within comes spilling out… For We all hold this Beauty  of Love deep within ourselves..  This has been echoed so beautifully in the wonderful prayers and responses to Amy in my re-blog of her appeal for healing to send to Irene..

 Many thanks to all of you who have held Irene in your prayers. Amy says she is slowly responding, but far from well as she is still in an induced sleep..

Isn’t it just a shame it takes great tragedies to bring that kindness and love out of ourselves..  This brought home again, just how Love unites us All..

My love and heartfelt prayers are being sent to all in West London who have suffered so much loss..

Love and Blessing

 Hymn to Annûmara

 

 

 

Rainbow Light Dance. Within the Garden of Love

View from my swing

Silence becomes my friend as I sit in the dappled light upon my swinging seat. Rocking back and forth as I lift my feet from the ground, I become lighter than air.

Lulled in the rhythm, like a babe in arms, I’m content. A smile spreads across my lips as my ‘Knowing’ unfolds the deep mysteries of my existence.

Flower of the climbing hydrangea

Lifetimes are stripped back,  like the darkness, they disappear, as the Sun makes her appearance over the horizon as the New Dawn Awakes.

Each struggle, every action, and every choice ever made has brought me to this moment

of who I AM.

The Sun catches my face sending its warmth across my skin. I see it glow beneath closed lids. My smiles grow wider as I welcome my old friend.

As if in answer, the breeze lifts, and the chimes sing their welcome. Bringing harmonic sound to share among the dancing butterflies.

Opening my eyes, shafts of rainbow prism’s filter onto the quartz, showing me the hidden beauty our eyes rarely see.

Each Prism a dance of love

I give thanks for this moment, as I let go of expectation, accepting myself in this moment as the Being that I AM.

A constant evolving soul, perfecting her faults that have served to bring her to this Perfect Moment.

She lets go of all that she was, as she embraces all she is to Become.

All she ever has been,

Remembering All that she is, in the moment of Now

All else disappears into the next moment and the next, and the next.

The breeze brushes her face for a second and it’s gone.

Such are the wisps of memories, as she gives thanks for each existence.

Knowing her higher-soul is already BEyond this reality

She closes her eyes one final time.

As she rocks herself into her Dreams

Written on May 31st  from the pictures of my mind through the lens of my garden photos 

© Sue Dreamwalker 2017

~Love and Blessings~ 

Thoughts of #Peace

Tina thank you for your wisdom, your heart, and your compassion in this wonderfully inspiring post in reaction to yet more horror in our world..
It is not until these horrors come to our door that we understand these horrors have and are continuing all around the world and yet many never blink an eye..
My thoughts are with all of those suffering, grieving and who are coming to terms with their loss.

May we stand united in a circle of love.
As we show those who deal in death, that LOVE is greater than any evil act. And that LOVE will conquer ALL, Bringing us all closer together
Blessings Sue ❤
Please leave your comments on Tina’s Post..

TINA FRISCO

Photo by Terri Webster Schrandt Image courtesy of Terri Webster Schrandt

Our thoughts and prayers are with
our sisters and brothers in London
 ❤
The hatred evidenced by terrorist attacks around the world could easily be met with equal hatred, should we allow it. But how would that identify and inform us as a species? What would that do to the hearts and minds of individuals as well as society? What do we want to teach our children, and what kind of world do we want to leave them?
It is a challenge to keep our hearts open amid such unconscionable acts of violence. Yet it is our only hope of survival. Meeting these despicable acts with an equal amount of aggression could lead to our annihilation in this nuclear age. At the very least, it could alter our consciences and consciousness to a degree beyond repair. And that is as unacceptable as the terrorist…

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It’s Gonna To Be OK!

This came into my YouTube updates this week. And I thought it appropriate to share with you all.

Have a Wonderful long Holiday Weekend this Whitsuntide  Bank Holiday  here in the UK. 

I have a long way to go within my catch ups, but I am working slowing through my comments lists.

I will leave you with the Piano Guys and Cliff Richard

To tell you

It’s Gonna Be OKAY!..

Love and Blessings

~Sue~

💖💖💖

Garden of Life!

I hope you have all had a wonderful Easter Break.

May I just thank all who are my regular readers here for all of your wonderful contributions to comments I appreciate you all. Also may I say welcome to all new followers  which have been many who have joined this year. I hope you enjoy browsing and reading.

Over the Easter weekend, we have spent many hours in our garden, planting seeds and weeding out.. So time for writing a new post has been limited.. So looking for inspiration I looked through my WP archives and came upon this aptly named post. Which I will re-schedule and post again .. Enjoy..

 

 Today I was reminded once again about Seeds, as I was updating and deleting many of my  Old Word Documents today I came across this piece I wrote back in 2007. And as nothing is ever by Chance!  It was part of a post I did on a forum. It didn’t have a title and I can’t even remember if I posted it .. But I will give it a title today..

Scattered Seeds of Thought.

Are we not all seeds? Have we not all been scattered?

Some may have fallen upon what is termed ‘the good earth’.

Whereby some may feel they have had all the benefits of a rich material upbringing.

Some seeds scattered may have felt they missed the ploughed furrow, the less fortunate circumstances,  but have still had a good foundation in which to grow.

And others have fallen upon the rocky edges where they have struggled to extend their roots to draw upon the nourishment and courage to grow, and have shriveled in their insecurities.

While others get entangled within the weeds, as they flounder, seeking to find themselves but being overshadowed by others until the wheat is no longer recognizable.

We may feel that it is the farmer’s hand of fate which determines where we shall fall?

But does not every seed have within it the same potential of growth?

Does not each seed no matter upon which ground it falls extends its roots downward searching for that nourishment which to feed from?

Does it still not lift its head and bend searching for the light?

Each of us has that potential to grow to bloom no matter what path we find ourselves upon.

I have witnessed many beautiful flowers that have fallen into crevices upon my concrete pathway, which I have marveled that they have taken root and bloomed.

And I have often wondered at the strength of the weed, as I have seen the dandelions push there way through solid tarmac growing healthily and strong.

And I have planted many a good plant in good fertile earth, fed and fussed over it, only to have it wilt and die

We have many fertile fields awaiting us. And that there are millions of different seeds we can sow.

But we must bring to our attention to the seed within, the strength we need to find starts within that centre of our Being.

To unfold ourselves to the warmth of the sun

We need to reach forever upward to allow ourselves to absorb that life giving

‘Light’.

It is only ourselves that give us Labels. It is only ourselves who determines what is a weed and what is a flower..

Within Our Earth Mothers Garden we are all equal in beauty all of us grow from the same beginnings.. We each of us start life as  a seed..

The Harvest of Life is  soon about to show us 

What we Sow, so shall we Reap..

May we Keep Planting LOVE, HARMONY and PEACE. 

© Sue Dreamwalker – 2012 -2017All rights reserved.

A Weekend in Healing Earth

Hello  my lovely friends.. This is the time of year that I spend more of my time getting my fingernails dirty in our Earth Mothers rich soil.  Now the milder and better weather is here, I am to be found more in my Allotments than I am here within the blogsphere of WordPress.. 

Peacock butterfly in our allotments

So I hope you will all have patience if I take more time visiting or replying to your most welcome comments..

To see what we have been doing the last couple of days.. There are some pictures within my  Garden Blog Link 

Have a Wonderful Sunday and a Beautiful Week 

~Sue~ 

PEACE! and Prayers

When I need to send my thoughts out into the world I often light a candle upon my dressing table and remove all of my little crystals one by one as I ask for prayers to reach those in my thoughts..

Sweet Angels gather around my bed

Please take up the names I have said.

For healing thoughts tonight I’ve given

Send them swiftly back to heaven.

~

So that a host of healing love

Can shower down from those above

To all the names my prayers beseech

Bring love and comfort that they seek

I lay them down, sending my prayers to all who are in need.. and I then draw a circle back in the sand dish, as I add them all back again. Know each thought, each person an angel will have touched..

 

Dear Angel whose light’s so bright,

Help mankind see his plight.

And help him balance all his ways

Or numbered too, are all his days.

~

To all who suffer and who cannot cope,

Wrap in your wings, bring them hope.

To all the animals in our realm,

And lastly let’s not forget ourselves.

~

For your protection so too I seek,

Bring us courage, help the weak.

To grow in strength in your pure love

Knowing you look down from high above.

~

And now as bird song sings outside

I feel my heart it swells in pride.

That you have listened to my plea

And Healing too you’ve given to me.

 

I often listen to music such as this to heal my inner spirit..

Sending Love to All  in  conflict,turmoil, grief and heartache, where ever you are in our world,

May we all keep sending Love, as we do not allow ourselves to give way to Fear and Terror.

Love and Gratitude.

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