Creative Eckspression - SKETCHES by Shirley

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S K E T C H E S

(The title page below is not for sale, however the artwork that can be found further down is.)

BOOK 4
by Shirley

I've added some drawings from my 4th sketchbook below. Unfortunately, my Sketches books 1, 2 and 3 are no longer available to me. I've lost some due to not being able to pay for my storage unit and one has been stolen. Some of the art in this sketch book is available for purchase. If you'd like to inquire about anything please Click here to get information to make an inquiry. All prints currently available are giclee, hand numbered and signed in pencil by me (the artist, Shirley). The originals are also hand signed in pencil. I also do custom orders. I am very versatile with medium and technique. If you can think it, I can draw it and am willing to work it until the finished product is what you envisioned. I am experienced with company logos, I can work with one you already have if you need a four color overlay done for use in advertising and for

company logo embroidery for promotional items or personnel. Maybe you just feel your logo is outdated and needs some new life put into it, or I can present something completely new and innovative to you. I've designed program covers and covers for published literary compilations. I can produce what you want. I've had customers come to me with an idea of what they want, I put it on paper and they see their idea materialize. I once had someone ask me to draw a portrait of their mother, who was overseas, he wanted her drawn younger than her present years and with different clothes and accessories than what was in the 2"x3" black and white picture he gave me to work with , yes...he wanted her in color. That completed portrait was done with oil pastels on an 16"x24" Grumbacher Watercolor Paper. If you can think it, I can draw it.

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Fanfare in the Pink

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Dena's Camelia

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Burgandy Bluer

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On a Thistle Sea
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Remodeled Vette

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Summer Splash
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Celestial Geisha I

Variation Blue
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Fishin'
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Bubbles and Ribbon

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Cosmic New Year

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Fan the Spiral

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Pink

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Golden Words - shirley_is-Kamikaze Notes A Tale of Traveling Tuza

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The Ultimate Lonely (on the Physical Plane)

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Nirvana (In Seventh Heaven)

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(A Tale of Traveling Tuza from Kamikaze Notes)

"Soul Travel is the means the great saints have always used to find the secret kingdom of God

while still in their physical bodies." Quoted from "Eckankar~The Key to Secret Worlds

The master arrived, as he did every night while I drift and died. . . .Merrily, merrily , merrily, merrily, Life is but a dream. . . .

"Are you ready for our journey tonight?" I smiled up at the magnificent soul, "Yes, where will we go?" His smile seemed to have a mischievous twinkle in his eyes as he reached out his hand for mine. I held out my hand to be grasped by him and we soared upward toward the night sky, "Tonight, we will learn of the stars."

"The stars are not what they seem to be." We flew through earth's sky, the five atmospheres...as we passed through each, the Master explained that, being physical, the earth, too, had five outer bodies, like humans. (Macrocosm and Microcosm. . .As above, so below.) The big and the small of things, it's all relative. And like us, the earth has an energy field around it. It also has it's northern chakra (where energy flows in) and southern chakra (where energy flows out). Much like humans, those are the points from which any entry or leaving of the energy field should take place, lest the "skin" of the aura be pierced, allowing the entity to become vulnerable. The governments of the countries of earth have ventured into "space travel", however they haven't related the earths atmosphere to liken as ours. The many objects they've hurled out at any given point have pierced earth's protective "skin" and left "leaks" . The punctures have caused a disturbance within...It causes the ions to become excited and manifests itself in what humans see as the aurora borealis. We continually soared ever (it seemed) up, farther from Earth, through a vast darkness, a vast nothingness except twinkles of light points scattered throughout the dark. We traveled fast ... then suddenly it seemed one of those points of light looked as if we might be approaching it. Time does not exist in space. What looks like unspeakable distances from earth, is actually only a "blink of an eye" away. {I thought about light years. . .} We rocketed closer to the light, closer . . . closer . . . {the light is so bright}thinking {I need to shut my eyes} . . . (Funny how you become attached to human body parts . . . at that point, I was but an etheric gas "mist", the white raiment-or robe, if you will- of soul, that part of the image we all are made of the image of our creator". . .but I still have to shut my eyes :) but then it became even brighter, so brilliant, it encompassed my whole vision, I had to close my eyes but I could still see the piercing light grow even brighter and whiter through my closed eyes, the vibration of it ringing through my being. It brought on almost a tense, climactic excitement. Then it grew dimmer as we seemed to slow to a stop and stood before this great light of the worlds. My head was bowed, the Master told me to raise my head and study the light. "Look closely" There seemed to be a shadow of a form in the center of the light as it receded and dimmed enough for my "eyes" to look at it. Yes, there is a form in the center of it. "The stars are the Great Souls of the Universe that guide our way along the path back to The Supreme One" "They are only a dim reflection of the Great Soul from whence we all look to return". . .{only a dim reflection!} I thought, {yet, the light from this being was so brilliant and reached so far it was so immense but from souls on Earth appeared only as a pinpoint of light} I was humbled. The Master continued, "Yes, The Light of God is like a million of these 'stars' combined, a powerhouse of light and energy" "Look, closely, as you see now, the 'stars' in the 'heavens' are but the light of God's devoted disciples. What we see as stars peppered in the night sky are the great souls who populate the 7th plane or what some call the void." {Yes, space is a vacuum. . . I guess the vacuum would be a void . . . it never ceased to amaze me why we know things as we know them. . . it's kind of the semantics of language . . . it all boils down to our spiritual beings, soul and traveling back on the path [forgotten by many] from whence we all came to get home, back to One} {The void. . . isn't that where Buddha is?} The light had finally dimmed enough that I saw someone that seemed to be sitting with legs crossed, head bowed ,eyes closed, in contemplation. He remained undisturbed by our presence. {Very blissful.} I studied the peaceful being. "Do you see the peach he is holding in his hands?" I glanced toward his hands, resting in the center of his lap, they sat cupping a peach, it was plump and ripe. . ."yes" I acknowledged, "Take it from his hands." I reached out and picked up the peach. It was slightly softer than an ideally ripened peach and before my very eyes, the instant the peach left "the Buddha's" hands, it got softer and started to develop slight wrinkles in the fuzz as if moisture was drawn from it. "Place it back in his hands. Do you see the state of the peach? It aged as it left the Buddha's hands. As long as the peach remains in his hands, it remains in a state of suspended animation. In a state in which time does not exist. This is a very lonely world. Not many reach this state of existence. Very few souls make it this far. All that have passed this way have been instructed to take the peach from Buddha's hands. You saw how quickly it aged" {Not too many have picked up that fruit. . . in just the few seconds it was in my hands, it looked like it aged an unrefrigerated week.} That peach's skin presently reminded me of an 83 year old woman's facial skin, with it's fuzz and graceful wrinkles beginning to form. "The Buddha, unfortunately, has very few visitors. Few and far between. Yet all must pass this point on their path back to The Supreme Being" My being suddenly ached. . .{oh . . . what a lonely existence for an eternity} I thought I understood lonely . . . now I understood the ultimate lonely. "Don't feel pain for him, he and all other souls which make up the "stars" are quite happy, they exist in a state of constant bliss immersed in the love of God with no thought. They exist in the void." Then the light began to emanate from the Buddha's being again, it grew and became so brilliant again, we backed off, quickly, the piercing brilliance which enveloped me soon became a bright spot in an immense darkness. We stopped halfway back to Earth and observed the distant stars. . . "Those great souls are sentinels on the path back to The Great Soul from whence we all originate - their light, casting a beacon to all that would seek direction." My heart still hurt for all the billions of souls that won't find that path, that will never pass that way. . .it hurt for the lonely of Buddha.

"Although it is Bliss to exist at this level, there are other planes beyond this which we'll continue on with my next visit." And we sailed through space and there we were back in my room. I thanked the Master and expressed that I look forward to his next visit. Then he reassured me he never really leaves, however, there are others that need him and he faded and I woke up with a tight painful hurt in my heart. It will be nice to get beyond the lonely pain and be "oblivious" to the pain, knowing only the bliss of the Love of God for an eternity. And I thought about the many "stars" in the "heavens". . .and I thought about the novas and supernovas . . . .were they souls that didn't want to leave a carbon footprint any longer? Or were they souls that left the path and dreamt and thought and caused the existence of a physical world, waiting for all of it to return home to become one? I no longer have pangs of feeling lonely, after that journey, I realized my loneliness was so minute in comparison. I still feel pangs for Buddha's lonely sentinel in the sky. But I quickly look beyond it and remember the beyond of pure white light, and the music of all sounds creating the ecstasy and rapture of this existence we call life. Occasionally I'll relate some of my travels, my experiences during my travels when I was visited nightly, from 1979 through 1983, by my Master, my inspiration. ; )

May the Divine Wind forever blow along your path , Baraka Bashad

http://www.eckankar.org/?source=google_home1&gclid=CLm_pLOF_ZgCFQkzawodfmU5lg

Love is the only thing worth speaking or writing. Love is the key to understanding all things. Loving ourselves is our gift to God. Gratitude for his love to us. There is only us. We are all holy. Self-Realization is knowing and living, remembering who we are . . .
The Mahanta, the Ancient One, returns again and again in one body or another to show us love, to remind us of who we are.

from The Shariyat~Ki~Sugmad at the Temple of Golden Wisdom of the 4th Plane

(mental plane)

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Golden Words - 50 Years of Resistance 1959 ~ 2009

If you'd like to read more about Tibet's struggle for freedom, click on the Title, "Golden Words..." above and visit "Free Tibet"

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This blog is in honor of my friend, Pema, whom I had the honor of meeting while he was living out on Key Peninsula. Pema is a Tibetan monk who walked from Tibet to Nepal to retain his life, freedom, and beliefs. . . the ilk of what is him. I think he was 66 when I met him 7 years ago. March 10,2009 marked the anniversary of 50 years of resistance from China's repressive rule. While walking down his driveway, he had signs posted regarding his plight..."Free Tibet!" and the Tibetan flag (which is now banned under Chinese rule). Pema helped me get in touch with his landlady, Rivka, who owned a 39 acre piece of land that had a log cabin on it that I was interested in living in. I received some bad directions to get to his cabin and though I started at 10:00am, I didn't find his cabin till about 6:00 or 7:00(I didn't have a watch on, however the sun was getting ready to set when I finally asked for some kind of sign to find his cabin. I had walked up every driveway and trail way back into the woods looking for a log cabin with a Tibetan monk residing in it. Suddenly I noticed what looked like copper rocks which I followed and led me to his driveway. Well, I was able to skip a few driveways and it seemed the copper rocks were becoming fewer so I decided to check this one last driveway. After walking way back into the woods, I came upon a clearing and my hopes began to rise. But then I saw a bunch of lumber packages. . .guess someone was building a new house here...the path went a bit past it, so I walked further hoping that maybe his cabin might be snuggled back in the woods away from this new dwelling going up. After it began to look like there wouldn't be a cabin back there, I turned back and a pickup truck pulled into the clearing. It speeded up after they saw me. After it pulled to a stop, a man leaned out of the drivers window and asked what I was doing out here. I said "hi. . .this is going to sound crazy, but I'm looking for a log cabin that has a Tibetan monk living in it, you wouldn't happen to know which driveway is his, would you?" Then the blonde lady that was with him skeptically snapped back, "Oh, sure!" Then the man looked at her and said, "Now, wait a minute. . ." She shot a contemptous glare at him. Then he looked back at me and continued, "I think he's right up the next driveway down." I said, "Thank You, I've been looking for him since this morning. This was going to be my last shot, it's going to be dark soon." Then I started heading back up the driveway to the main road and 20 feet further into the next driveway. Oh, yeah, there was still an occasional copper rock in my path. . .I should have noticed the copper rocks didn't go into the clearing I was just in. Maybe it was the way the sun was setting or something, I don't really know, but it wasn't till I "prayed" that I noticed the copper rocks. I do know that nothing is coincidence. After getting well into his driveway, I started noticing wooden, hand painted signs posted up in the trees every 10 or 15 feet, almost like warning signs. I wondered if he would welcome my visit or consider it an intrusion. I finally came to an entryway to a garden with a two story log cabin nestled in the center of the groomed clearing. On the path to the cabin, there was a statue of Buddha sitting on a pedistal. There were four 6" rocks that had been placed around the base. On the trail of the copper rocks, I had picked up and pocketed three that looked like they wanted to come with me, so I reached in my pocket and pulled out the largest, about 3 1/2" and placed it at the base among the other larger rocks and bowed my head for a moment of respect for Buddha and thanks for reaching the destination. Now, it was time to confront the closed door of the cabin. I knocked, and heard a voice call out "Just a minute," and heard some shuffling around., "is it the blonde American lady from the newspaper?" "No," I called out. Then a slim, tanned man with short cropped hair opened the door. So I lowered the volume of my voice and said, " I'm the Japanese lady looking for a Tibetan monk." He said, "Oh, I'm expecting a lady from the newspaper was coming out here to write an article." I appoligized that I wasn't her and explained my presence. He came out and gave me a brief tour of the gardens and introduced me to his outhouse after I asked if he had someplace I could releive myself. While I was in there, he continued telling me about his vegetable garden on the other side of the cabin. When I came out, he showed me that garden and walked back to toward the entry way I came into. I explained the rock I placed at the base of Buddha. He nodded approval and invited into his cabin. After talking for a while, he offered a cup of tea as he put a pot of water on the stove. I graciously accepted, then he asked if I like to stay for dinner and I thankfully accepted his invitation, welcoming the rest after my long walk. We talked. He showed me his paintings, all done on hand woven hemp canvas. His clothes were also hand woven of hemp. I was pretty impressed that he could speak fluent Japanese. He told me he had earned his monk hood four (4) times. Each time, he left for a woman. He laughed, each time he returned to the solace the discipline and wisdom Buddha offered. I laughed. I receive emails from Beliefnet ~ Buddhism and they had a spiel on quotes from The Dalai Lama, so I thought I'd read them and gain some inspiration. Then I decided to check out the website for Free Tibet...I remembered those words on the signs sporting the Tibetan flag posted along Pema's driveway. I decided to share a piece of my blog noting Pema and the plight of the Peoples of Tibet and the Dalai Lama. The peoples of Tibet would only like to be able to say they're Tibetan and pursue their choice of spiritual belief. China would have them adopt the Chinese nationality and supportingly, follow the state. Basically that's what The Resistance boils down to. For that, thousands of monks and Tibetan citizens lost their lives to China's governing stronghold. After realizing the killing and oppression wasn't going to stop, many, including Pema and the Dalai Lama set flight on foot to leave their homeland, Tibet, that, through them, their cause will continue to live. TIBETAN DO AND WILL EXIST, and will not be denounced!

"Brute force, no matter how strongly applied, can never subdue the basic human desire for freedom and dignity. It is not enough, as communist systems have assumed, merely to provide people with food, shelter and clothing. Human nature needs to breathe the precious air of liberty. " The Dalai Lama

The Dalai Lama is the head of state of Tibet. He currently has taken refuge and lives in India. India has granted him political asylum. If you'd like to read more about the Dalai Lama, I've provided a link, you can click anywhere on this sentence and it should get you there (right click and click on open in a new tab, then you can still read this).

If you'd like to read more about "Free Tibet", you can click on the card above.

50 Years of Resistance 1959 ~ 2009

To live in suppression is to live in depression.

Golden Words - Do Everything With Love

This drawing is from my sketchbook, it is printable if you'd like some free art. It would make a nice wall hanging gift for someone if put in a frame or on a piece of wood and decoupaged.

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Creative Eckspression - shirley_is for Poetry

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for P o e t r y

Back in 2006, I was doing something on the internet like trying to get to that screen that I would be able to play games and even download some without being charged for it. . .for free, at least that's what they say to get you to check it out...(remember, nothing's free-somehow, some way, you'll pay) then if you see something from one of their sponsors that does pique your interest and you click on it, you will surely spend another half an hour finishing up their survey and going through their wares and sponsors...but I hadn't even finished the original survey I started to get the game I was wanting to play and that was over 45 minutes ago...Man...what a come-on! . . .Make me wonder abut my focus... anyways, I kept getting interrupted by popups wanting me to order this and order that. LOOK! LOOK! It was actually a head-turner when I got a popup for a free entry to a poetry contest with the opportunity to win $10,000. That sounded good, gotta try. Right? Seize the moment. But at that point, all those "barkers" did a pretty good job at making me weary and were beginning to work their way under my skin. So if you read my poem below that just effortlessly "poured"out of me, you can maybe understand where my head was at. Fortunately, the form of communication I was utilizing, poetry, just so happens to be one of the highest forms of communication us humans can engage in. Look at that, I was so disgusted with the carnival barking popups on the internet I was almost contemptuous writing my poem...but poetry is such a high vibratory rate. it still ended up making reference to the correct way to conduct one's self- to walk the path of least resistance. So, I thought...well, I could write a poem, and I followed the come-on. "Highway To Gold" was the result of that. (MAN! can I philabuster!?!?)

If you find it hard to read, click on the picture, it becomes a little easier;

or CLICK HERE and view the poem at Poetry.com

You can imagine my surprise when I an email came back letting me know that my poem was nominated to be published in the International Who's Who In Poetry. They get you so wrapped up in yourself, they just know you're going to want to buy one of those books because your poem is in it. . . but wait...then this offer wouldn't be free, would it? Forget the carrot. I wrote this on a whim....and. . . slightly with a bit of contempt. The swelling head had to read my poem again. Hmm . . . I guess it could be taken in a better light. Okay, I guess this turned out pretty balanced afterall.

Then, my boyfriend says,"You didn't just now write that, did you?" I had to look at him. . .he was right next to me the whole time. Then he says,"I bet you can't write one about you and me that quick." Of course I can. Pen in hand (again). . . . . . .

From Shirley to Ron
(In 30 Minutes or Less)

Proof

I wrote a poem to play a free game,
I submitted an address and gave them my name.
They had so many sponsors selling their wares
All hoping to e-mail more "e-nightmares".

One wanted a poem with cash to win
So I made up a poem and turned it in.
You challenged me - prove my ability
To conjure the words so you could see.

Make me a poem about you and me,
Then there'll be proof and believe it to be.
When will the tests quit?
Should I be docile, stay mum and submit?

No, babe, I'll forever respond
And continue to prove above and beyond
That when it is said, I say it true
..........(Hey Baby, get this . . . I love you!)

No, really, you can ask, if you must have the proof,
But don't put me out and leave me aloof.
If you don't want to hear what's hard to believe,
Just tell me to go and I'll take my leave.

I know that's not what you want to hear,
But you still raise your brow and give me that leer.
It's okay, I get that a lot
For my merits are hard-earned and cannot be bought.

And I understand that "it just can't be!
Someone like you spending time with me."
Check it out, it's me with you!
Isn't that funny, I think that too!

One day you'll trust what I say to be true
Just keep on checking to find that new view
Of occurances happening out of the blue
For. . .all things are possible with love.

; )

A few months later, I received another notification that I had received the "Editor's Choice" award....which of course offered me the "opportunity" to purchase the prestigious lapel pin. Oh boy! You'd think they could at least give you that. . . it's all . . . just carrots.

Golden Words - A Purple Iris

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I continually receive emails that have golden words of wisdom and I can't think of anything better than to share them with you so my cup doesn't get too full and block these resources from having a place to flow to continue their endless works of passing on some food for thought and hopefully wisdom to help:

Purple Iris

There comes a point in your life when you realize:

Who matters,Who never did,
Who won't anymore...And who always will.

So, don't worry about people from your past,

There's a reason why they didn't make it to your future.

Give these flowers to everyone you don't want to lose in 2009,

including me, if that's what is in your heart.

Try to collect 12; it's not easy!

Be kinder than necessary

Because everyone you meet is fighting

Some kind of battle.

Click on the envelope symbol below to email this Iris to a friend!

Golden Words - Late or Early Christmas Card

I continually receive emails that have golden words of wisdom and I can't think of anything better than to share them with you so my cup doesn't get too full and block these resources from having a place to rest to continue their endless works of passing on some food for thought and hopefully wisdom to help:

Late Christmas Card/Early Christmas Card

I'm on it this year! (LOL) I'm not late....I'm way early! Sometimes I just don't get all my emails read in time... I reckon I'm slightly a few days late & I know I'm at least a dollar short. So I guess I'll just have to change the year on this one. . . (maybe the dollar won't be short this year too :)

If you can't read the card, click on it (it's clearer).

Golden Words ~ Wisdom of the Anasazi

I always have people asking what tribe I'm from...I always answer, "Not this time. But back when Coronado and his men crossed the mountains with their big dogs and weapons of war, saying they came in peace, I was Anasazi. And I did look the same then as I do now. My father looked the same too, except he had long hair and a red bandana tied around his forehead.  Coronado's coming was the signal for the end of our people. Our way would be no more. Although warned of this many of our people still succumbed to the Spaniards promises and teachings of Christianity. The Conquistadors did "witch hunts" for those of us who would not have anything to do with them. They passed many hours on the rocks that covered our entryways to our kivas searching to destroy. Then the mountain blew. . . two times, the mud flowed over the great cities toward the sound (the canyon used to be full of water), I lived in a kiva (third level down) on the other side of the water from the big cities. (Much like living in Gig Harbor and looking at Tacoma with Mt. Rainier in the background and Puget Sound being the water). Well, I guess there was more to the prophesy than what I could recall. . .

A couple of days ago, I was browsing You Tube and came upon a clip about a prophecy from Mother Earth 2012. I didn't recall any reference before made to the year 2012. I remembered others mentioning the Aztec calendar not going past 2014 or was it 2015. Anyways, I thought I'd pass on the words of this Anasazi Prophecy. At the end of these words, I've placed the video clip I ran into.

December 12, 2012

The Lunar Standstill Will Occur

Anasazi Prophecy

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The End-time Cleansing

Those connected with the sacred will rebuild the new worlds.

Let me learn the lessons you have hidden under every leaf and rock. So when life fades as the setting sunset, I may come to You without shame.

The Earth is our Mother, care for her.

Honor all your Relations, Open your heart and soul to the Great Spirit.

All life is sacred, treat all beings with respect.

Take from the earth what is needed, and nothing more.

Do what you know to be right.

Give constant thanks to the Great Spirit each day.

Look after the well being of the mind and body.

Dedicate a share of your efforts to the greater good.

Be truthful and honest at all times.

Enjoy lifes journey; but leave no tracks.

Updated  July 30, 2012:
I found out later, in 2012, thanks to Tony Gray'Owl's  Website, The Living Book of Life ,  they have a term for people like me that have lived a previous life as a Native American but are now in another ethnic physical body.  That term is a "redheart".  I guess I'm a redheart.  :)  The old prophesies spoke of a time when  we would come back to bring forth the ancient wisdoms.  We are back.


Today on my facebook page, I saw a post that stated that I could download it with a like and a comment, so I did, because it struck a chord in my heart/soul seeing the Native American on the horse (which was not here before Coronado brought them to our land.  and it reminded me that our way was not anymore.  
Kinda funny, I love horses, they are such beautiful animals, yet, although I've had many opportunities in this lifetime, I've only ridden 2 short times.  Once when I was 10 years old and once when I was 22 years old.  I think I just made the connection why I don't really want to ride a horse although I've always wanted to have and ride one-mixed emotions that run many lifetimes back.  

Anyways, this picture reminded me of Coronado's arrival to our people and land.  And it reminded me of   the changing of the people's way of life.  Although this is not my art, I felt it fitting that maybe you can understand the feeling, it is a beautiful picture and tugs at my redheart.

Golden Words ~ Rainbows

Rainbows

Rainbows are truly a testament of the creation of this plane we live in. As the white light meets the interference created by moisture (rain, precipation, clear crystal), it breaks down the creation of the white light. Hence, the rainbow. All that we see is the interference of this white light...thought wave is the base root that creates the interference and the refraction creates the color of that thought. Causing the illusion of the physical plane, what we see.

(below: Fire Rainbow)

Full spectrum rainbows prove the existence of white light in our presence, hence the healing effect of rainbows.

Below is a video I found on YouTube called "Rainbow Warriors" ~ freely adapted from Cree prophesy and Hopi prophesy with excerpts from "Standing Bear Speaks". The imagery moves pretty fast, so if you want to read it while it's playing, you may want to hit the pause button when a new line comes on screen, otherwise, just watch it, and below the rainbow bar, I've posted what was written in case you didn't catch it all.

Humankind has not woven the web of life. We are but one thread within it.

"Warriors of the Rainbow"

"When the earth is dying there shall arise a new tribe of all colours and all creeds.
This tribe shall be called the Warriors of the Rainbow and it will put its faith in actions not words."
Prophecy of the Native American Hopi people.
The "Warriors of the Rainbow" would spread these messages and teach all peoples of the Earth or "Elohi".
They would teach them how to live the "Way of the Great Spirit".
The tasks of these "Warriors of the Rainbow" are many and great.
"We are a part of the earth and it is part of us" ~ Cheif Seattle
There will be terrifying mountains of ignorance to conquer and they shall find prejudice and hatred. They must be dedicated, unwavering in their strength, and strong of heart.
They will find willing hearts and minds that will follow them on this road of returning "Mother Earth" to beauty and plenty ~ once more.

"When we show our respect for other living things, they respond with respect for us."
~ Arapaho Proverb

A new universe is now flying through the cosmos about to enter the earth's heavens.
Prophecies foretell of a people who will rise from earth's ashes like the thunderbird, symbolizing rebirth.
Together, they will be called "Rainbow Warriors" for they will gather the four sacred directions, all distinctly separate by forever connected in the Circle of Life.
They will bring together the four races of man to live in peace.
The four sacred directions and the four races of man are symbilized by the magnificence and glory of the rainbow.
The sacred Circle of Life turns slowly but inevitably back to the place where it began.
As each age passes, it cannot be reclaimed.
Now is the time we begin to prepare ourselves to become inheritors of Mother Earth.
To become Warriors of the Rainbow ~ for the sake of our children's children and all humanity.
The road of the future is not red.
It is a rainbow leading to the Creator's grace by way of prayer, good works, faith.
To be chosen to walk the path to Light is not a decision made by some religious leader, a government agency or politician.

Our very survival depends on it.

It is a personal choice made by a mind and heart made free of idols of modern materialism.
It is a decision made between you and the Creator, One with nature and all creation.
"The world is a dangerous place, not because of those who do evil, but because of those who look on and do nothing." ~ Albert Einstein
Save Mother Earth, Turn on the LIGHT!
Created by Random Acts of Kindness http://www.myspace.com/randomactskindness . . . . . .With deep gratitude for all that is . . .

Golden Words ~ No Fear

I continually receive emails that have golden words of wisdom and I can't think of anything better than to share them with you so my cup doesn't get too full and block these resources from having a place to rest to continue their endless works of passing on some food for thought and hopefully wisdom to help:

Life is meant to live fully. If you clip your own wings and say "I can't", so it will be. All thoughts will become manifest. All things material begin with the thought.

Living on the Razor's Edge
(NO FEAR)

This is a case of a photographer photographing another photographer. The following pictures were taken by Hans van de Vorst from the Netherlands at the Grand Canyon, Arizona . The descriptions are his own. The identity of the photographer in the photos is unknown.

I was simply stunned seeing this guy standing on this solitary rock in the Grand Canyon . Watching this guy on his thong sandals, with a camera and a tripod I asked myself 3 questions:

1.. How did he climb that rock?

2. Why not take that sunset picture from that rock to the right, which is perfectly safe?

3. How will he get back?

After the sun set behind the canyon's horizon he packed his things (having only one hand available) and prepared himself for the jump. This took about 2 minutes. At that point he had the full attention of the crowd.

This is the point of no return. After that, he jumped on his thong sandals...The canyon's depth is 900 meters (3,000 feet) here.

Now you can see that the adjacent rock is higher so he tried to land lower, which is quite steepand tried to use his one hand to grab the rock.
We've come to the end of this story. Look carefully at the photographer.He has a camera, a tripod and also a plastic bag, all on his shoulder or in his left hand. Only his right hand is available to grab the rock and the weight of his stuff is a problem. He lands low on his flip flops, both his right hand and right foot slip away... At that moment I take this shot. He pushes his body against the rock. He waits for a few seconds, throws his stuff on the rock, climbs and walks away. Presumably to a bathroom to change his shorts. I know I had to change mine and I was just watching!

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Golden Words ~ The Human Body

Some of these emails I get are just so remarkable, I can't resist passing them on to my friends that I love to laugh with....(Please feel free to copy them and send to your friends )
hmm...all you females out there, make sure your ol' man -or best "man-friend" reads this;

Interesting & Need To Know Human Body Facts:

> The largest cell in the human body is the female egg and the smallest is the male sperm.

> A full bladder is roughly the size of a soft ball.

> It takes the food seven seconds to get from your mouth to your stomach.

> One human hair can support 3 kg (6 lb).

> Human thighbones are stronger than concrete.

> The attachment of human muscles to skin is what causes dimples.

> The average man's penis is three times the length of his thumb.

> A woman's heart beats faster than a man's.

> If the average male never shaved, his beard would be 13 feet long when he died.

> Men with hairless chests are more likely to get cirrhosis of the liver than men with hair.

> There are about one trillion bacteria on each of your feet.

> Side by side, 2000 cells from the human body could cover about one square i nch.

> Women blink twice as often as men.

> The average person's skin weighs twice as much as the brain.

> When you are looking at someone you love, your pupils dilate. . . .

> they do the same when you are looking at someone you hate!

> Your ears secrete more earwax when you are afraid than when you aren't.

> Your body uses 300 muscles to balance itself when you are standing still.

> If saliva cannot dissolve something, you cannot taste it.

> The average woman is five inches shorter than the average man.

> Still looking at your thumb, aren't you? :)

Golden Words ~ Understanding Women

I continually receive emails that have golden words of wisdom and I can't think of anything better than to share them with you so my cup doesn't get too full and block these resources from having a place to rest to continue their endless works of passing on some food for thought and hopefully wisdom to help:

The Wisdom of Man Trying to Understand Woman


9 Words that Women Use and What They REALLY Mean

1. Fine: This is the word women use to end an argument and you need to shut up.


2. Five Minutes: If she is getting dressed, this means a half an hour. Five minutes is only five minutes if you have just been given five more minutes to watch the game before helping around the house.

3. Nothing: This is the calm before the storm. This means something, and you should be on your toes. Arguments that begin with nothing usually end with fine.

4. Go Ahead: This is a dare, not permission. Don't Do It!

5. Loud Sigh: This is actually a word, but is a non-verbal statement often misunderstood by men. A loud sigh means she thinks you are an idiot and wonders why she is wasting her time standing here and arguing with you about nothing. (Refer back to #3 for the meaning of nothing.)

6. That's Okay: This is one of the most dangerous statements a woman can make to a man. That's okay means she wants to think long and hard before deciding how and when you will pay for your mistake.

7. Thanks: A woman is thanking you, do not question, or Faint. Just say you're welcome.

8. Whatever: is a woman's way of saying F__You.

9. Don't Worry About It, I Got It: Another dangerous statement, meaning this is something a woman has told a man to do several times, but is now doing it herself. This will later result in a man asking "What's wrong?" For the woman's response, refer to #3.

If men could remember this terminology, it could save them many arguments.

(By the way, this email was sent by a man...thank you Kenny!) :)

Feel like you need another dose of "wisdom"? Click one of the referring links for more "Golden Words".

Golden Words ~ A Farmer's Wisdom

A Farmer's Wisdom

> Live a good, honorable life. Then when you get older and think back, you'll enjoy it a second time.

>Your fences need to be horse-high, pig-tight, and bull-strong.

>Keep skunks and bankers and lawyers at a distance.

>Life is simpler when you plow around the stump.

>A bumble bee is considerably faster than a John Deere tractor.

>Words that soak into your ears are whispered...not yelled.

> Meanness doesn't just happen overnight.

> Forgive your enemies. It messes with their heads.

> Don't corner something that you know is meaner than you.

> It doesn’t take a very big person to carry a grudge.

> You cannot unsay a cruel word.

> Every path has a few puddles.

> When you wallow with pigs, expect to get dirty.

> Most of the stuff people worry about isn’t going to happen, anyway.

> Remember that silence is sometimes the best answer.

> Don't interfere with something' that isn’t bothering you none.

> Timing has a lot to do with the outcome of a rain dance.

> If you find yourself in a hole, the first thing to do is stop digging.

> Sometimes you get, and sometimes you get got.

> The biggest troublemaker you'll probably ever have to deal with, watches you from the mirror every morning.

> Always drink upstream from the herd.

> Good judgment comes from experience, and a lot of that comes from bad judgment.

> Letting' the cat out of the bag is a whole lot easier than putting' it back in.

> If you get to thinkin' you're a person of some influence, try ordering somebody else's dog around.

> LIVE SIMPLY! LOVE GENEROUSLY! CARE DEEPLY! SPEAK KINDLY! LEAVE THE REST TO GOD!

> The best sermons are lived, not preached.

Golden Words ~ Sharing Words

Sharing Words of Wisdom

I wondered why somebody didn't do something . . .

then I realized I was somebody.



I continually receive emails that have golden words of wisdom and I can't think of anything better than to share them with you so my cup doesn't get too full and block these resources from having a place to rest to continue their endless works of passing on some food for thought and hopefully wisdom to help:

"Be very careful if you make a woman cry, because God counts her tears. The woman came out of a man's rib, not from his feet to be walked on, not from his head to be superior, but from his side to be equal! Under the arm to be protected, and next to the heart to be loved." Quoted from a post on facebook 1/12/2010

"Common sense in an uncommon degree is what the world calls wisdom. " - Samuel Taylor Coleridge


"Faith has to do with things that are not seen and hope with things that are not at hand." - Saint Thomas Aquinas


"He who hesitates ~ is poor." - Mel Brooks


It was discovered, from a documented, extensive study of longevity, that 90% of the most cheerful quarter of participating subjects were alive at age eighty-five versus only 34% of the least cheerful quarter . . . moral?. . . Don't Worry, Be Happy! A (ITEM OF INTEREST: By the way, it also noted. . . psychology has badly neglected the positive side of life, for every one hundred journal articles on sadness, there is just one on happiness.)


"Positive emotion alienated from the exercise of character leads to emptiness, to inauthenticity, to depression, and, as we age, to the gnawing realization that we are fidgeting until we die."

"Never give up

Develop the heart

Too much energy in your country is spent

Developing the mind instead of the heart.

Be compassionate not just to your friends but to everyone

Be compassionate.

Work for peace in your heart and in the world.

Work for peace and I say again

Never give up.

No matter what is happening,

No matter what is going on around you,

Never give up."
~The Dalai Lama~