Stardust/Starstuff

StarStuffThis was created with an original photo I took on Monday morning early of the full moon just as the eclipse was starting.  I superimposed over it images of the galaxy and its glory of stars, and superimposed over that a photo of a waterfall taken by Ann who lives in the Rockies:  Republic of Ann.

I wound up with a photo of a Christmas cactus flower – the whole thing reminded me of how we are all made of /stardust/starstuff – people, animals, the earth, plants, rocks and so on.  And that reminded me of Joni Mitchell because I’ve just been reading a book of interviews between her and Malka Marom. Ms Mitchell is a highly creative woman who obviously doesn’t suffer fools gladly and sticks to her own high standards. So below are two versions of Woodstock, one accompanied by lovely spiritual graphics, the second being the original song as she sang it at Woodstock all those years ago.

Grace of Ages

ChurchClouds

I created this image from a photo I took of St Evlalios Church, a deserted church on the site of Lambousa, an ancient port on the north coast of North Cyprus. It’s about 5 minutes up the coast from where we live in Alsancak, close to the historic port of Kyrenia. The photo is superimposed over morning clouds on the coast of Turkey, with gizmos from PicMonkey and BeFunky adding light to recall times when the church was full of the energies of those at prayer inside the building.

The church foundations originate in the 2nd-9th centuries with the final version being built in the 16th century.  Close to this church stand Akhiropiitos Monastery, built originally on an early Christian basilica of the 6th century and re-built several times; as well as the rock chapel of St Evlambios which is carved from a single block of limestone.

I’m not a religous person in the least – for me the spiritual is personal and an expression of my heart for which my soul and spirit is responsible. It doesn’t, however, stop me visiting churches and cathedrals and enjoying the feeling the power of so many people over decades and, perhaps, centuries pouring devotional energies into the sacred spaces.

I also admire the grace of the many mosques here in North Cyprus.  I love the azan, or call to prayer – sometimes, if I’m awake around 5.15 I hear the hoca (pro. hodja) with his call to prayer and it feels full of divinity in the quiet of the morning.

 

 

Liberation

Liberation

This image is a revisit of an earlier one I created when I was down and out with a flare-up of fibromyalgia.  You get what I call “the Glums” where you fall into a deep depression and feel like the world is going to end. When this first happened, I had no idea what was going on as I’m quite an optimistic person usually. I have suffered depression but worked through the issues associated with it, and the first few bouts of the Black Dog left me wondering what the hell had happened.

When I was diagnosed with fibro, I looked up the symptoms and found out that the Glums were part of the Fibro Follies, as I call the vast array of symptoms associated with this illness. So now when I suddenly descend into the abyss, I know it’s the fibro rearing its ugly head and I simply let go and wait until I scramble out of the Pit of Darkness.

So this final image reflects the relief when the light of day, positivity and optimism return into my life and creativity sends out three cheers as it feels inspiration pouring in again.

Grief
Original image of Depression

Fly Me to the Moon

Fly Me to the Moon

I revisited a watercolour painting I created in Australia of a dragonfly and birds, giving it more pop with PicMonkey and Pixlr. And the reason I called it “Take Me to the Moon” is the video below which I hope you will enjoy.  Another kind person to remind us of how much good there is in the world!

And here’s the link to the explanatory article on Facebook:

Dogs in Training!

Abundance

Abundance

A couple of years ago I had a very vivid dream of standing of my kitchen and looking out at the garden, where a huge bison was grazing peacefully on the deep grass growing there. I can still see this image quite clearly and I’ve been meaning to create art around this dream. Today I finally created an image of bison which talks to me of the power of this magnificent creature as a power animal.

Apart from the crazy happenstance of a bison in my garden, the whole scene reflected to me the nurturing we receive when we serve good food and prepare it in our kitchens. Plus the bison also represented for me abundance with so much grass available,  and strength (given the size and power of the animal) but strength exercised with restraint and respect. Given the connection to grass in my dream, I fiddled and faddled on PicMonkey and Pixlr and finally got the above image in shades of green.

I looked up the metaphysical meaning of “bison” and found this:

“Buffalo/Bison’s medicine includes manifestation, protection, earth creativity, feminine courage, abundance, knowledge, generosity, hospitality, sharing work, courage, strength, challenge, survival, giving for the greater good, formulating beneficial plans.

Those with buffalo as power animal must walk a sacred path, honouring every walk of life. Buffalo will assist you in establishing a deep connection with Mother Earth and Father Sky, and will ask that you help the endangered species in the world. Pray/meditate/focus on harmony and peace amongst all beings. Ask the universe for help, and be thankful for the gifts brought to you. Don’t be forceful or pushy, follow the easiest path. Buffalo will bestow you with strength of character and an independent spirit.

Buffalo teaches us that true prosperity comes when we are grateful for what we have and when we live in harmony and love with every body and being contained within the universe. You will live like buffalo when you know that abundance is present and when ALL relations are honoured and known as sacred, when you express gratitude for all parts, all aspects of creation.”

The quote is taken from the website, Shamanism – Shamanic Journey.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Buffalo/Bison’s medicine includes manifestation, protection, earth creativity, feminine courage, abundance, knowledge, generosity, hospitality, sharing work, courage, strength, challenge, survival, giving for the greater good, formulating beneficial plans.

Those with buffalo as power animal must walk a sacred path, honouring every walk of life. Buffalo will assist you in establishing a deep connection with Mother Earth and Father Sky. and will ask that you help the endangered species in the world. Pray/meditate/focus on harmony and peace amongst all beings. Ask the universe for help, and be thankful for the gifts brought to you. Don’t be forceful or pushy, follow the easiest path. Buffalo will bestow you with strength of character and an free independent spirit.

Buffalo teaches us that true prosperity comes when we are grateful for what we have and when we live in harmony and love with every body and being contained within the universe. You will live like buffalo when you know that abundance is present and when ALL relations are honoured and known as sacred, when you express gratitude for all parts, all aspects of creation.

Changes!

Changes

(This piece of digital art was originally created in acrylics to reflect the entry of Uranus into Aries in 2002 – change, upheaval, new ideas, passion – which I have revisited to reflect the rise of passion for  honest politics with the bubbles on the left the hopes of people for social justice and peace)

It has come to my attention that changes are afoot in the political world in the UK and US (with some odd bits thrown in by Podema in Spain and Syriza in Greece) which are raising questions about the political status quo. I therefore feel it’s my solemn duty to warn those reading my post of the following:

Jeremy Corbyn in the UK and Bernie Sanders in the US are what is known as – shock, horror – LEFT-WINGERS and SOCIAL DEMOCRATS.  I hope you are all aware that when these two dangerous characters get out of bed each day, they wind in their horns, tuck in their tails and stop breathing out fire and brimstone so the look like human beings instead of the Devil Incarnate as they head out to talk of quite terrible things which should make our hair stand on end.

They both appear to be honest fellows but they will insist on talking about a commitment to equality, peace and justice which is a bit weird to say the least. They also talk about reining in the banking and bombing establishments, supporting living wages for the working poor, ensuring the billionaire class pays its way and – imagine – not bombing people with oil into oblivion! Just imagine spouting drivel like stopping tax evasion by multinationals and billionaires – Corbyn and Sanders should wash their mouths out!

Now I know this is completely heretical and I’m sorry to spoil your breakfast with words like “social justice”, “poor people”, “nationalisation of the railways” (UK – imagine lower fares, decent network and trains on time, what a concept!), free education to ensure open entrance to tertiary education for all levels of society, but there’s something else I have to inform you about. Neither of these gentlemen gets togged up in flash clothing, they often eschew ties (okay, I know you gotta sit down for that one), their hair is often dishevelled and not slicked back, and Corbyn (and this is really dreadful – brace yourselves!) has been seen in socks and sandals.  Can you imagine this sartorial sin on full display and no apology! Plus Corbyn committed the ultimate sin of standing by his convictions as a Republican and not singing that dreadful dirge known as the British anthem. What a monster!

I guess it’s also my mission to say that these two – Corbyn and Sanders – have stuffed up the horse-trading between the major political parties, which make a big show of being different but boil down to the same: conservative and conservative lite, both administering a cosy little relationship between the political systems, the Establishment and the mainstream media.

Corbyn and Sanders have tossed a bomb in the status quo – a bomb of peace not war, justice not injustice, care for the disadvantaged, equal opportunity. My god, bombers for truth and wisdom!  What a concept, what courage, what hope!

Circles of Magicians

Circle of Magicians

I’ve just been reading a really interesting and inspiring series of interviews of the singer/poet/artist, Joni Mitchell, by the journalist, Malka Marom.

Ms Mitchell talks of a circle of magicians in relating to the musicians she’s worked, and her words reminded me of the circles of magicians in my life – all the women I’ve met over the years whether in places I’ve studied, lived or on-line courtesy of the blessings of the internet.

So this is a post to send my love and deep gratitude to all those women friends – magical circles – who have lit my life. I’m not going to name names, you know who you are, you are all wonderful.  Your presence in my life has provided me with inspiration, laughter, support and kindness.  I am indeed very blessed!

Below is another version of the above digital art, again, couldn’t make my mind up which I prefer.

Circle of Magicians