Tuesday, August 22, 2017

Whispers

at the end of the
eclipse
yesterday
snake spirit

sometime in the night
grandmother spider
laid claim to my
front door
 
whispers
from the
universe





Monday, August 21, 2017

64

preparing for the
eclipse

64 
drumbeats
each
east
south
west
north

called in the
ancestors

64 walks around the
fire

prayers
added to prayer tree
while
feminine (moon)
and 
masculine (sun)
joined

64 drumbeats
64 walks around the fire
powerful eclipse
energy
on the
cusp of my own 64th
revolution
around the
sun

64

 my head bowed in
gratitude







Monday, August 14, 2017

Listening


original art by pamela zagarenski
be
patient
toward all that is 
unsolved
in your 
heart
and try to love the
questions
themselves
do not seek the
answers
which cannot be given you
because you would not be able to
live
them and the point is to live
everything
live the
questions
perhaps you will then gradually
without noticing it
live along some distant day into
the answers

stillness
and
listening
in 
time
i will hear the
answers

Sunday, August 13, 2017

Risk





if you can
risk
getting
lost
somewhere along the way
you might stumble upon
openings
that link you to
your
depths


Saturday, August 12, 2017

Flow


we cannot write in
water
we cannot
carve
in water
it is water's
nature
to
flow
that is how we should treat
life
emotion
negative
or 
positive
do not
deny
it...let it flow
 through
 and then
away


Friday, August 11, 2017

Remembering


spent the morning 
watching
light change
sun playing hide & seek
with clouds
birds singing their
truths
their
secrets
i lifted my 
voice
in song
my truths
my secrets
"once upon a time...when women were birds...there was the simple understanding that to sing at dawn and to sing at dusk was to heal the world through joy. the birds still remember what we have forgotten... that the world is meant to be celebrated."
remembering


Thursday, August 10, 2017

Listen





to listen to the 
drum
you must be
present
the
silence
between the beats
is where you hold hands
with
the invisible
and listen to the 
heartbeat
of the 
universe
learn to listen
listen to learn
listen
to the 
great silence
within
this is where all 
good
comes forth
 
at night i lay my
head
on my pillow 
and 
hear
my
blood
flow
through my veins
listen 
to my
heartbeat
a drum
my
drum



Wednesday, August 9, 2017

My Commitment



Tuesday, August 8, 2017

Mapped In My Blood


i lost my
path
over this last year
forgot there was a
map
in my
blood
 it's been there all along
i just didn't 
remember
that i
knew
it
thank you
winged ones
for guiding my
remembrance


Sunday, August 6, 2017

Survived





so much
anger
against myself
it is not 
my way
to
howl
over a
loss
one wing
crown missing
survived
 

Saturday, August 5, 2017

The Call

'Some of us may hear the Call sooner, others later. But whenever it happens, whenever it transpires that we find ourselves on an edge, out of our element, out of our skin, there is something in us still which hears, no matter how deeply buried. Like the first August swallow fidgeting on the telephone wires, we know there is something we should be doing. We know there is a Journey we should be undertaking. We cannot rest; we cannot sleep. Something in us knows that there is somewhere we should be going. And in the end, whether or not we think we can, we go because we must. We go, on a wing and a prayer, because to stay is to die.

We may need to travel a long distance before we find the new skin that fits us, and before we can learn to be comfortable in it – but first, we have to commit ourselves to the Journey. We have to awaken from our torpor, commit to life instead of the desiccated half-life of the Wasteland. We must shake off the false skins we’ve cloaked ourselves in; we must let the old die to make room for the new. We must be willing to detach from whom we have been, what we have become, before we can discover who we are really meant to be and what our work is in the world.'


Friday, August 4, 2017

Affirmation


wow
i have strayed too 
long
from my
path
lost
my connection
with my 
guardians
today i burned a 
fire 
in my fire pit
tossed in some written
prayers
asking for
help
after reading them
aloud to the
four directions
then a
red dragonfly
appeared and hovered
around me
following
me
i've never seen
a red dragonfly
before
affirmation 
"Red dragonflies can be rare to view, and very special when the opportunity comes along. Yet, interestingly, they often appear to people surrounding life episodes of loss and death; perhaps a bit of an oxymoron that these lovely winged creatures are present at such times. But the meaning of red dragonfly includes both good and bad omens: one of eternal love and one of death. This paradox embraces the polarities we find in life, and as such, it is not surprising the red dragonfly makes an appearance at moments of death and loss. Death is the polarity of Life, and upon departing this realm, we most likely return to our home of eternal love. Red dragonfly symbolism and death are intimately entwined as the end of life’s illusions through transformation.

While there are many folks who do not acknowledge red dragonfly spiritual meaning or significance beyond being merely an insect species, I beg to differ. Dragonflies have a way of mysteriously appearing. While their appearance to some holds no deep meaning, for others the visitation clearly brings a message. It corresponds, I believe, to one’s inner attraction for the mystery of the spiritual and unseen energies of the universe. All animal species including insects carry within them a spirit of earth and cosmic intelligence. They all have a specific purpose here just as we humans do. Neither humans nor animals are here by accident wandering aimlessly with no reason for being here. It is the dragonfly, I feel, who is gifted with moving between worlds. Dragonfly is the metaphor for our own transformations out of the depths of our emotional dramas into a place of freedom. A place we could equate to going when we depart this world. Thus, the red dragonfly may emerge around death with the soothing message that this transformation will carry us to freedom and eternal love.

In Japan the dragonfly is considered to be very sacred. Red dragonflies appear most often there at the end of summer with the message that autumn is coming. A beautiful Haiku poem reads,” That the autumn season has begun is decided by the appearance of the red dragonfly.” The Japanese embrace the dragonfly as a symbol of courage, strength and happiness while the Native Americans speak of the dragonfly as bringing a time of rejuvenation after a long period of trials and hardship. Both of these interpretations bring us hope after the death and loss of a loved one. Further, the Native Americans perceived dragonflies as the “souls of the dead” so a dragonfly visitation around a loved one’s death could well signify the loved one’s soul taking form in the spirit of dragonfly. It offers the assurance their soul is free.

When we consider the color red and its meaning, particularly in relation to it as the color of the Root chakra, we find the significance to be deeply linked to the Earth. The Root chakra is associated with our basic survival needs, resources, stability, security and all manner of grounding spirit energy into both the body and the Earth. The color red is affiliated with our passions and strong emotions around heat, fire, anger and love. Thus, the color red represents a strong connection to this material world and our emotional experiences along our life journey. When we depart this world, we let go of all our earthly and emotional attachments. To witness a red dragonfly around death is a comforting reminder that in our letting go of material and emotional trappings, we are being set free.

Life is not what it appears to be. Red dragonfly says we must see through the illusions in life for then we can make this great transformation while still in body and life, before death. As above, so below. If we can lighten our load and evolve into the vibration of light in the body, then we will find the ability to adapt, bend, flow, change, shapeshift, transform and fly now. The significance of red dragonfly reflects our need to work lovingly on this earthly plane, to ground the higher spiritual forces within us to the earth beneath our feet and to celebrate our capacity, like dragonfly, to move between worlds and bring a little bit of heaven to earth. We can find freedom here on this beautiful, blue star planet as we embody living the gift of this life. Death is but a mirror of a life well lived on iridescent wings."



Thursday, August 3, 2017

The Wrong Side of Mercy

 
sometimes
the only way i
can make 
peace
with something 
is to
run
from it

i find
the more 
i run from
things
the more they
chase
me

today finds me
on the wrong
side of
mercy

Wednesday, August 2, 2017

Kindness Matters

she's 
done

be 
kind
whenever possible
it is
always
possible


Tuesday, August 1, 2017

Hello August........


hello august

still working on 
this

love
peace
&
chicken grease

Monday, July 31, 2017

True Faces





primed
ready
face in
pieces
on the hearth
 
no man
for any considerable period
can wear one face to
himself
and another to the multitude
without finally getting
bewildered
as to which may be
true

 i know 
my
true face
it has never been one that
counted
 
unloveable



Saturday, July 29, 2017

Dear Santa




dear santa
i know i haven't been particularly
 good
this year .. but
i sure would love to have a shop where
i can do my 
 wood work
 spent the better part of 
 three hours
 on my next project
cutting .. sanding 
working on saw horses
direct sun
hat
goggles
mask
 hot
 labor day 
i don't live in charlotte
'bout an hour out
 don't have to live there
to participate
 give the passersby
 something
 to
see


 

 


Friday, July 28, 2017

Made From Clay

finished my walking stick today
 needs a coat of sealer





earth my body
air my breath
fire my spirit
water my blood

"the laws of nature were in place from
the beginning of the earth
there are certain powers...customs
and ways that humans are meant to live by
rules obeyed even by the stars and sun
our every act...word...and thought
is of great significance to this world
and there are consequences for each
we do not have the right to live in
any way that we desire
our way was made for us out of clay
by adept fingers at creation"



Thursday, July 27, 2017

We All Carry Our Stories Inside of Us





my mind
filled with trees
 
storytellers
 
even after 
 
death
 

cedar crosscut
 
sanded
 
burned
 
sealed
 
printed

we all carry our
 
stories
 
inside of us

trees
birds
stones

me









Wednesday, July 26, 2017

In the Hands of Nature


" i
live
in the hands of
nature
and all her
creatures
hear 
as they hear
move 
as they move
see
as they see"

i do.... 




Tuesday, July 25, 2017

Earth's Dreaming


this morning carries

memories

of fall
i feel the trees

breathe

standing here as earth

dreams

in the grey mist of
morning


Sunday, July 23, 2017

What Memories Do You Bring






i sit with storm
who rides the wind
smell heat scorched earth
bruised mint leaves

wonder

rain
floating water
what memories do you bring
lifted from a spill
filled with

moon's

reflection
or someone's salty

tears

are you as

sad

as 
i
am
 

Wednesday, July 19, 2017

More Than I Have to Give





 i am
 a glint of light
 already gone
when looked for
nameless

i don't know what
life wants of me
but it is

 more 
than i have
 to give





Tuesday, July 18, 2017

Don't Talk to Them About Me




don't....

Monday, July 17, 2017

Seeking Why....Still

image by richard burbridge
"we hold on to our shit and the accumulative garbage
of our own consciousness and experiences rather
than just letting it go and have it stop interfering
with our lives."
~kiki smith 

dissolving
salt in
water

seeking why i can't
let go
still




Sunday, July 16, 2017

The Sisters




i call these four oaks
 
the sisters
 
this is where i go to 
meditate..or just
 
be
 
in these times of so much
 
time sickness
 
the hurrying about busyness
everyone should have a 
sacred place
 
there is an old well
covered over
under these trees
 
trees breath
 
water
 
so much life force
 
powerful
 
i trimmed a dead limb from
the one in the foreground yesterday
thanked her for the gift
promised to honor her with a
carving
 
 


i will make myself a walking stick with her
 
gift
 
i also prepped a piece of cedar root that was
 
given
 
to me
i envision the face of 
 
ancient grandmother
 
we'll see
 
 
 



Friday, July 14, 2017

The Reward of Patience is Patience

 
one revolution around the sun
with the Insight Timer Meditation app

meditation
spirituality
mindfulness
balance





today's rune:
 
WARRIOR
 
This is the Rune of the Spiritual Warrior. Always the battle of the Spiritual Warrior is with the self. Funding a will through action, yet unattached to outcomes, remaining mindful that all you can really do is stay out of your own way and let the Will of Heaven flow through you -- these are the hallmarks of the Spiritual Warrior.
 
Embodied in this Rune is the energy of discrimination, the swordlike quality that enables you to cut away the old, the dead, the extraneous. And yet with the Warrior Rune comes certain knowledge that the universe always has the first move.  Patience is the virtue of this Rune, and it recalls the words of St. Augustine that the reward of patience is patience.

Here, you are asked to look within, to delve down to the foundations of life itself. Only in so doing can you hope to meet the deepest needs of your nature and tap into your most profound resources. The molding of character is at issue when you draw Teiwaz.

Associated with this Rune are the sun, masculine energy, the active principle. The urge for conquest is powerful here, especially self-conquest, which is a lifelong pursuit and calls for awareness, single-mindedness and the willingness to undergo your passage with compassion and in total trust.

A Rune of courage and dedication, in ancient times Teiwaz was the glyph that warriors painted on their shields before battle. Now, the same symbol strengthens our resolve to align the self with the self.

i watch from the still point of my
 
breath
 
 
am
 
 
spiritual warrior





Sunday, July 9, 2017

Learning....

image by unworn

 give up all the other worlds
except the one to which
you
belong
sometimes it takes
darkness
and the sweet confinement of your
aloneness
to
learn



Friday, July 7, 2017

Who Fixes the Fixer



i am a fixer
from as far back as i can remember
i am the one people come to with their problems
their pain
i am the strong one
the one who gets things done
i am the fixer
i’ve taken care of my parents
my siblings 
my children
friends
and with my job
victims of all race…creed….and situation
but
who fixes the fixer
 people assume that my strong exterior goes 
all the way to the core of my being
wish they could be like me
 but
they see only the face i offer up to the world
when in reality
it’s a daily battle to keep the fragile pieces
 that make up who i am from imploding 
with the sound of a thousand fine crystal glasses
breaking
falling
tinkling
 glittery
 into a pile
on the floor
leaving only an image
like that burned into the memory of your eye from a searing light
i’ve become a master at hiding the real me
a most noble actor on this stage called life
covering up the sound of the chains i carry
and the quiet click of the door closing in my heart
so
who fixes the fixer
i can soothe her each night with wine
and music
i can make her rise each morning
  force her to put on her mask and cape
 send her out into the world 
to fight the evils of another day
but i can’t fix her
i can’t fix her
who fixes the fixer

Thursday, July 6, 2017

None But Ourselves








take a long hard look at

you

Wednesday, July 5, 2017

Too Great to Bridge



image by nancy holly
 
"what need we humans have
a species
 lonely
and
lacking in
love
its no wonder we turn to
animals
for love
the distance between one
human
and another is often too
great to bridge"



Tuesday, July 4, 2017

Finished

i finished this piece today
instead of burning and sanding
i used my razortip wood burner
to add shadows

i've got a new project in mind
but won't be able to get started 
for another week
i'm looking forward to
experimenting with some
coloring and surface design
on wood



Monday, July 3, 2017

Protector of Lost Souls

image and words by paula jones

"there are angels that are given particularly 
interesting "jobs"
the ones whose task is to guard those who
are lost
that don't know who they are
why they are here
they feel worthless
invisible
like they are just existing
these angels
these protectors
are here to help the lost find their way
by putting others in their paths
to question why...what...how...
or
just to guard them
until one day
something happens
and they find their own light

are you one of those angels
or one of the lost"

i bow my head
 in gratitude
for their
protection





Sunday, July 2, 2017

Kill Hole


cedar
healing
 purification 
spiritual
 protection

 roughed out
with a chainsaw

finished with a rotary tool



the small hole on the bottom
a "kill hole"
used by the ancient Mimbres
to release the spirit

placed in my works
(my signature)


so their spirits aren't trapped
 in this time between times