I returned to this collage today to brighten it up as it was looking a bit faded. I created it before we left Australia in 2012 to move to North Cyprus. I had a lot of cards I’d kept from people I loved – friends and family – so decided to cut out images (rather than take every card, there were lots!) and created this collage as a tribute to my memories of loved ones in my life. The two decorations at top left and right were created by our granddaughters for our wedding cake when we got married in the UK in 2004 just before returning to Australia. I added silver, pink and purple glitter as well as rose/gold paint.
I created this from an image I had of rocks on the Jurassic Coast of the UK, plus an image super-imposed of a photo I took of a spider when I was living in Woodenbong, on the rim of an ancient volcanic caldera.high up in the Border Ranges of northern New South Wales, Australia.
The spider was weaving its web against the window at night and the flash of my camera caught a very good image of it at work. With the stones colourised behind it, this image reinforces for me the image of Spider as weaving the web of the universe.
We had a power cut this morning which meant that all things technological ceased functioning. So I decided to enjoy the quiet time, read my kindle, then took myself off to bed for a couple of hours as I had severe sciatica in my left hip and leg. When I awoke, the pain had eased, so I continued enjoying the peace and quiet, with Maggie Mae’s head on my lap and stroking her and feeling so relaxed. Maggie Mae is the young Border Collie we are currently fostering while we search for a home for her.
When the power came back on, I created this image to honour our need for down time and to enjoy that time WITHOUT FEELING GUILTY! We don’t need to be doing something all the time, we can spoil ourselves and nurture our body, mind and spirit with a bit of rest and relaxation. It does us a power of good and helps our creativity and self-healing.
Way back when I lived in Woodenbong, on the far north border of New South Wales, I ordered a wooden box for my essential oils. It was well-made, heavy and great for my oils until we moved to North Cyprus. I pulled out the partitions and packed all my jewellery inside as it was so sturdy, and used a plastic box to hold my oils.
And then a couple of weeks ago I saw someone decorating woodwork and though it was time to cheer up my wooden box which was very plain indeed. I had been using it for jewellery but, as with the essential oils, my jewellery decamped to a plastic box.
I painted my box purple (what else????) but found a brush didn’t provide proper cover so used a sponge which really did the trick. Then I dabbed on some pink glittery paint blobs. I had just received in the post some sew-one patches to hide holes and stains on clothes I love and really can’t throw away, but missed putting away a white butterfly patch which one of my dogs chewed. I managed to salvage the remnants and they went on top of my box along with bits of jewellery I’ve collected over the years and various stick-on decorations.
The catch on the box has been decorated with a pendant by my artist friend, Tammy Vitale. I thought having something with “Live, Laugh, Love” on it, blessed the intent of my box and also re-affirmed for me the power of friendship with so many lovely people around the world.
So now I have a Magickal Blessings Box in which I put all sorts of odds and sods which have personal meanings for me, or remind me of grace in my life.
This is another image incorporating standing stones – I have the feeling that they are activating around the world, sending energy through ley lines, to offer love and support for defence of Planet Earth and for humanity’s journey from a society based on mega-profit for the few to one of peace, co-operation, compassion, respect for all regardless of income, and good health, educational, welfare and housing services. As the possibility develops of working less hours, the opportunities open to feed and nurture people’s creativity and collective organisation on a scale never seen in history.
I live in hope!
I’ve been absent for a week or so as we received very upsetting news that a young man who we considered an adopted nephew had been killed in a motor bike accident in Perth, Western Australia, where we used to live. It has been a time of grief and memories for us of a fine young man who we watched grow up from a 5-year-old to meeting the love of his life, to the age of 45 when he was killed riding his Ducati bike. We miss him enormously but we know he will live on in our hearts.
The above image is called “Wild at Heart” – remember your wildness, your courage, your power, your creativity – however you live it, because you never know what each day will bring. Live to your upper limits to make the gift of your life here on earth worthwhile.