Wednesday, December 31, 2014

Howling Art!! Happy New Year!!!

Photograph by Anita Boyle Photography 2015
Don not use without permission.
She snuggled up to me and whispered: “I am going to take pictures of the morning light.” I agreed without really even hearing her. I awakened as she dressed and thought to myself- if I were a good Beloved I would be up there with her- assisting her in changing lenses. And I wasn’t that good.
As the door shut I grinned about this New Woman my Love was now. She was chasing the light. We all do it as artist.
And now she was just as compelled to chase light as I am.

God it is so good to know passion and see it in the people you love! (grinning)

Anita Boyle has an eye for that special photograph. She sees “through” frames…she finds them and low and behold an entire story can be written from one such photograph.

I am cropping in on the church steeples to show the clock and the mountain beyond the water. If I panned out of the photograph you would see the business (or busy-ness) of the street- the car tail lights- bright red and the contrast of those dots of red against the one point perspective. The road aligns itself with the church and is a glorious pulling into the photo.

All those words might mean nothing to you. To simplify- we crop or we decide to focus upon certain areas in life. Those areas hopefully make our blood rush and heart beat with passion.

Do yourself a favor…find the things that make you howl in excitement…that push you to the edge of life. 

I am putting the computer away—to go celebrate RIGHT now!..

(grinning) Enjoying the hell out of my last day of 2014…May everyday be wild and wonderful!!

Woooooooohooooooo!!!

Sunday, December 28, 2014

Impulsive Compulsive Art!

Photo by Anita Boyle 2014
Sunset on rooftop!
Photography by Anita Boyle 2014
San Francisco Roof top photo

Art created by Judith Parsons Art 2014
Passion art- its what WE are!

Anita came in town with her camera and walked 6 blocks with me. Later that afternoon we took to the roof top and she went crazy good with her camera- taking photos that took my breath away. 

The photography here reveals the Christmas decorations of one apartment. The rest are dark and Scrooge like.

It is nice to see what other people “see” in the city. I am in the woods of the city, we all know the saying- “You can’t see the forest for the trees”…

For me, it is true, when we are immersed in something we might not have the same perspective as an objective outsider.

Anita is that objective perspective, a new fresh look on the city. She is innocent and enthusiastic in her eyes- of capturing light within the frame of a photograph.

I Loved having Margaret here for Christmas as she loves this city and is head over heels in love with San Francisco. 

Now, Anita, my beloved is in town and is so jazzed up about the skyline, the cathedrals, the way the golden orange sun reflects off the buildings.

Yesterday she looked up at the light from my apartment window and said: “The light is changing- I really need to go.”

 I am so proud of her! I know that feeling of impulsive compulsion…ONE needs to rush to get the photo- before the light changes.


She rushed to the roof top to take evening photos! I am so proud of her passion!

I created this art for that INCREDIBLE time--when we rush about- we can not stop- the muse takes over.

Friday evening- the last day of the semester I stayed at school.  I could forge metal-without competing with other students to stand next to the fire. l wanted time alone creating with hot metal. 
I NEEDED to work in metal- all semester I wanted to forge metal- to hammer the softened metal...
I know that feeling of compulsion and impulsiveness...May we all feel it and let the excitement move us to run toward the light...

Soaring and shining in the light!


Wednesday, December 24, 2014

Spa Art Being Born

Photos from Kabuki Web site
Composition by Judith Parsons 2014
Yesterday my daughter and I decided we would do something different for Christmas. We gave one another a Spa experience at Kabuki spa.

On Facebook we read about how material the world is and who really remembers a material gift? Really? Who remembers a television? Or a techie gadget? Glance back over the years and look…Do you remember anything standing out-as “WOW! Now that was a Christmas.”

Well, if you got a HUGE gift..like a car or a boat. Generally speaking, things are things.

We remember experiences. So with that in mind we made our appointment and headed to seek our unforgettable Christmas experience.

Two parts of the event stand out. The first was the massage and the second was the hot bath.

Her hands were my grandmother’s hands. She brought childhood memories back to life with her hands. My muscles resisted at first, and honestly, I was surprised I had muscles. (smiling)  It was a magical timeless experience. The energy and warmth of her hands had me mewing and humming softly. I was a child again. I was whole and complete in the cave before time. The 30 minutes were over in the blink of an eye. 
I sat up and looked at myself in the mirror. I had changed. Before I came into that room, before her hands touched me, I was just me. When I looked at the mirror, after my body had been caressed and my muscles massaged I was a glowing Goddess of light.

The next glorious experience was the hot bath area. I stepped into the waters and I swear my whole body moaned “Aw-w-w-w-w”… I might have even moaned it out loud. It was soooooo incredible. I sank down into the waters and became the waters. (Sighing) It was heaven on earth!

I am stronger and better for living in San Francisco and going to graduate school. 

It had help me realize: I am the Goddess I want to be.


Monday, December 22, 2014

Plant Love Art

Love is very much like a plant. If it is not receiving water and sunlight it dies. It withers away for lack of nourishment. 

We have an advantage over plants- we can communicate our needs to our loved ones. We can ask for more.

There is no shame in saying:”I need more love.” or “Give me some attention.” or “ Please ask me about my day.”

Most of the time the partner has gotten extremely caught up in life…not meaning to neglect or to harm the other Love. Life just got really busy.

How long must the other go on waiting for nourishment.
Good question. I am not sure.

Ask yourself this question: Would life be better off without this Love?

Sit with the question.

See the answer of staying and going. See the left and right side of the answer. Perhaps the love you thought you had wasn’t the Love in reality.

Perhaps,  just perhaps—you both have grown and need more time to be independent. At the end of the day- do you want to lay beside your love and talk about your discoveries? Are you content want small parts of the love- - or maybe you want more. More than just a few drops of rain.

Love sometimes goes through droughts. It is the ebb and flow of life.

The plant accepts its plant-ness. It does not question its growth- it keeps turning its face toward the light, trusting and accepting the nourishment of this world.

Love doesn’t “just happen”. It requires communication. It requires humbling patience. 

It is easy to throw away the plant that that is dying and go purchase another one. However, I like the idea of taking cuttings from the original rose and making lots and lots of other plants. Let us all grow stronger and better - using our voice. Becoming one love and light.


I promise to give you more nourishment…more love.

Saturday, December 20, 2014

Zero Light Art

created by jp parsons
Choice.

To decide to be whole.

Simple.

Sighing.

Just decide.

I love you.

Thank you for your time- I appreciate your time. That you even glance here.

Thank you.

I wish light for you.


Thursday, December 18, 2014

Daniel- Thank you!!

Created for Daniel - Thank you Dear!
Art by Judith Parsons Art 2014
Tonight a little miracle happened. I am not sure the sequence of events, however my friend Daniel surprised me with a little holiday cheer! 

(smiling - waving) Generally I have become a skeptic, as I have aged I have grown to adopt the feelings: “Show me.” 

Lots of people in the world talk and talk and talk about things they are going to do. It is rare to run across someone who does the action that brings the talk to life.

There are people out there, that might need a little cheer. Ask them what they need. Maybe they will be honest and reveal their vulnerability. Maybe you are suppose the be the giver…or maybe even the receiver.

It takes courage to ask as well as courage to receive. 

As we come toward the longest night of the season, please take a moment to light up someones life a little. With a smile, a thumbs up on their silly post, something…You are clever…You will figure it out.

I created this graphic design with you in mind Daniel. I wanted to thank you for your holiday cheer. Your light is AWESOME! You have instilled my belief that there are indeed people who “walk-the-walk”. (hugs) Your wife is a lucky lady!  (hugging you both)


Soaring beside you! I love the way your soar!

Tuesday, December 16, 2014

FREEDOM LOVE

Graphic by Judith Parsons Art 2014

Own it
Caress it
Nurse it
Nurture it
Watch it grow from the seed of light
Watch Her grow her wings

Cradle Her
Adorn Her
Show her all you know

Be brave enough to let her soar
Let her go
Let Her BE whomever
She
Needs
To
Be

If you have loved her
If you have shone her 
Your
Strength
In your strong back bone

Then you can rest
In her arms and legs of Freedom

She will wrap you in her freedom
Warming you
Caressing you
Nurturing you
Soaring beside you
Her wings
Your wings


Puppy Noble Artist

Photo from google images
Graphic by Judith Parsons Art 2014
Sculpture class is ALWAYS enlightening. Professor Lawrence Noble used a great analogy to describe the young artist. He said it was a lovely and challenging position to be in. Having untrained artist is like having a “box of puppies.” (grinning)

What a lovely way to “see” the young untrained artist. Enthusiastic and overflowing with enthusiasm. It was the last class and we were able to talk with the model about how she “sees” the artist. 

It was a lovely class, to see art from the models perspective. How they are treated like mannequins. The model is an interesting person, strong enough and confident enough to strip down into their birthday suit and stand naked in from of a room of people. Taking photos is a no-no. One must first ask the professor and then it is up to the model to decide. Then the whole issue of compensation comes up. Should the model be paid for the photo? Most would agree- yes- they should.

Honestly, I have never thought of these issues. I have looked at it from the perspective of the artist creating a beautiful rendering or sculpture that sets the youthful beautiful body in stone for eternity. Ignorantly, I thought the act of creating a beautiful sculpture and having you see her beauty as a way of making her a little famous…if only with you all- my readers.

I am not as puppyish as I used to be. Though I still have bounce and an enthusiastic spirit about my art. I wish for all of you to consider taking an art class, challenge yourself…let yourself be an untrained artist—“seeing” like through your puppy eyes.

Life is pretty dog gone incredible!!

Have a blessed week!

Keep jumping and bouncing about!

Friday, December 12, 2014

Birthday Art-You!

Cake photo from Google images
Playing in photoshop- Judith Parsons 2014
December is a glorious month for birthdays! I have many friends and a son who was born in the last month of the year.

Birthdays are a glorious time to reflect and assess you and your place in this world. 

It is a time to “own” yourself.
That is the best gift you can give you.

Look at yourself like art, like a sculpture.
Walk around and gaze at you.
Sit in front of yourself and look deep into your eyes!

Now smile. You have done a fine job Dear.

Let yourself hug yourself and say thank you. YOU have been working so hard in a world that seems to ask more and more of us. The technology spins the hamster wheel faster and faster and there is no down time to appreciate all that you have done.

Please sit in a comfy chair and let me get a pillow for your feet, and let me get you a cup of tea. And let us listen to the silent thoughts of potentiality.

It is enough to sing Happy Birthday quietly…like a soft whispered love song. To celebrate between the gap- the magnificent you.


Happy Birthday Dear.

Tuesday, December 9, 2014

Happy Birthday Anita!!

Photograph by Anita Boyle Photography 2014
Do not use with out permission.
This is for my Beloved, Anita Boyle.

You 
Are
My
Trinity

Your
Roots of Spirituality
Your 
Metal Spine of Grace
Your 
Constant Over Flowing
Love
IS EXQUISITE!






When I was young
I would imagine meditating 
3 places I would go

First I would lay upon a thick terry cloth
Upon warm sand
The sounds of the water and waves
The seagull calling my name
The children my own
Making me smile
The warmth melting my back
The sun warming me from above
All tension fading into a puddle of warm light

Then I would visit a plateau
High high up 
Where the wind caressed my soul
I would prepare for sacred transformation
The warm shiny stone my bed
To melt into


The last place 

I placed my toes 

Upon the edge of infinity

I lifted my face to the sun

I jumped from the highest 
point 
on
earth

I would fall at first

Then glide

I was grabbing nothing

Wanting some-thing- some one to catch me

Then I heard your voice 
in 
the 
wind

I was falling into  you, Anita.

You said: “ I got cha…”

At that moment my wings unfurled

WE became one.

God I adore you. 

(Please thank you mom--for having you)


Happy Birthday Anita!

Monday, December 8, 2014

Believe in Light!

Art by Jp Parsons 2014

There is an island
Where dreams go
A magical place that holds them
Just so


It cradles and holds you
Tight to her chest
Stroking your face
While you sighingly rest
olidays make us wish more
With the co-o-o-ld harsh chills
To be beside the Love of forever
Where never tears... spill


I wish for you
As you place me upon your tree
That I sparkled and reflect your love
That you hold for me

I can see you hold me
My art, my ornament of dreams
Sighing wishing wanting
Love over flowing its streams

So go to this island
If only in your heart
Feel me wrap around you
It is where the holidays start.

(((Many of you have my ornaments. Silly heavy clay ones…or glass ones. Many of you have me in you home. Maybe what I created broke…maybe you still use it and light candles with me in mind…There will be a day, when we can gather and celebrate art again. I adore all of you. I wish for you Love and warmth. (hugs)

(Please do not use without my permission.

Judith Parsons Art 2014)

Sunday, December 7, 2014

Invisible Art

Art created with Amrita in mind!
Thank you for the words!
Art by Judith Parsons Art 2014
"If you reach for the impossible you will see the invisible. "

Amrita Valan mentioned these words to me…they have attached themselves to me. 

Much like little fish swim underneath a big fish. (grinning) 

As you can tell- the words are ramblings at their best. Today I have no direction..today- I sit back and TRUST in the magic of the Raven.


Trust that things happen that are beyond my ability to control…to rest in the flow..and go with it…

We are all connected- an invisible love thread of energy…Rest in the knowing. 

Have a blessed Sunday...Going in to sculpt.

Saturday, December 6, 2014

Is art enough?

Add captionOriginal art created by Judith Parsons Art 2014
Do not use with out permission

Is art enough?

The wind woman smiled and walked beside me as this question awakened me. Jennifer Brookins wrote words that stunned me...they were so magnificent!!! (sighing) Wow!

I live in my head ALOT. I learned to love words from another woman who also wrote stunning words and she lived in a forest of words and a river ran through her.

I love a woman now who “sees” beyond any seeing I know. She knows how to listen to what is NOT said and is lovely like the wind, knowing when to push me and when to swirl around me. Her call is sweet perfume and I know much with her beside me…words need not be spoken. Her caress says it all. Thank you Anita for your exquisite love and light.


Maybe the invisible words, thoughts for poetry grow from the trees...

Maybe the urge to create is mother nature kissing us with her divine grace... 

Maybe creating is just listening to the invisible…

We ebb-we flow-we grow! 5 steps up and 2 steps back, constantly evaluating our progression upon the art steps of life.

I sit upon the highest step, feet dangling over the edge, elbows on knees, chin in hands watching the sun rise…Listening to the wind love the trees in the city…

Watching the arms of the trees dance and sway…and laugh.

Friday, December 5, 2014

S(oar)!

Original photography by Robert Hendry 2014
Composition by Judith Parsons Art 2014
I Love words, playing with them and deciphering  their clever personalitites. Words are very much alive for me. They awaken me with a sweet tender soft slow delicate kiss in the morning and they hide behind corners, waiting to surprise me and make me laugh.

Today I was playing in photoshop with a photo Bob Hendry was nice enough to let me use. (waving- Hugging you and Ina) and I thought the word “SOAR” was appropriate.

The eagle is not only the symbol for strength in America it is also the lesson in Native American medicine for Spirit.

As I was playing with the circle and lines, I inverted stripes of the photo and then used a circle to emphasize the wholeness of the symbol. I love the wings as they make a triangle, and if you read me- you know it means: “The Trinity”.

I love the way the circle became parenthesis, and by the way- don’t you love the word parent-thesis…Like it is telling use- the parent..is writing a thesis..(grinning) Sorry- I got off track…(grinning) (It’s what I do—off track..I celebrate it) 

Okay..Okay.. back to the blog and the word “SOAR” the S is on one side of the parent-thesis (grinning) and the word OAR is on the inside.

First off my great grand mother’s last name was Oar….(waving to all those Oar’s out there)

…AND
lets think about this..connect the dots…

We need oars to move our boat, we need to paddle, paddling makes us strong, paddle directs our vessel. If we don’t paddle we drift, when we drift we accept what is given to us.

Do you REALLY want to drift? Do YOU really want to leave to chance where you will end up?

I do not want to be a drifter, I want to be a strong person paddling my lovely vessel of love. 

We can paddle or flap our wings, what ever you decide to do- do it with delight! (grinning and hugging you) When you get to the shore to camp for the night, when you light your camp fire beside the river you will smile knowing you got yourself exactly where you wanted to be.

THIS excites me to know this!

We are soaring together. I love you all! Have a blessed Friday!!


P.S.: Think jazzy music when you are out and about, stay grounded and serene. Smile often please…I love it when you smile!

Thursday, December 4, 2014

Job Well Done!

Photograph by Robert Hendry 2014
I have 2 weeks left to finish many art projects. I admit I am reining in my nerves. I see a mountain of work that needs to be complete.


It will get done. Everyday will be spent catching up on sculpture, in clay and in metal.



I have to resist “rushing” it. I have to breathe and ground myself. I have to pay attention to the detail of the art. 

Climbing the mountain is one glorious step at a time. It might mean walking late into the night and having the stars guide me toward my summit…however, to-get-her we shall make it to the top!


Have a blessed day sweet friends!


Photograph by Robert Hendry 2014. THIS is an amazing photograph! Thank you Bob and Ina!

Wednesday, December 3, 2014

Happy Birthday David!!!

Beautiful photograph by Robert Hendry 2014

Photo of Red Tail Hawk by Robert Hendry 2014
Composition by Judith Parsons Art
When my son was 10 years old, he stopped me in mid conversation and said; “Look up.” He pointed out and up toward the sky to a jet flying over head. 

He asked me if I saw it. I couldn’t. It was so far up, beyond my eye sight. He could see it, he told me to look up his arm, to follow his pointed index figure and low and behold. There is was! 
A tiny speck of white, an airplane.

He said then that he wanted to fly, he loved everything about flying. He wanted to create state of the art planes with new technology. I believe he will.

He had hawk eyes back then. (smiling) What a glorious man my son is. I wish I could hold him and hug him in person.

(sighing) This blog will suffice until we see one another again. I will embarrass him with my ramblings and hopefully he will forgive me. (grinning)

When he was born he was 9 pounds 14 ounces. He was born with his fist tight --close to his chest, like a little boxer man...and had the widest shoulders EVER. (grinning) 

We gave him an extra name because of those shoulders. I figured if there was anybody on the planet that could carry an extra name - it would be David!

One of my happiest memories with the family is going night sailing. We would plan to sail on full moon nights. I will never forget the moon rising over the horizon on Lake Pontchartrain. The glow of the GPS reflected Dave’s grin. He had his feet upon the seats and he had the sail boat busting butt! God knows the wind was glorious that night! 
The sails were full and David was strong enough to hold the sail boat on her course! A brave man then...a brave man now.
(grinning- waving)

Other favorite memories include bon fires and cooking in the kitchen. He would get in the kitchen and make the craziest sandwiches, mustard and peanut butter…(laughing) Thanks for the reminder!

And there was a time when he put “Tony’s” spice on e-v-e-r-y-t-h-i-n-g! (grinning)

David is studying aerospace engineering. Yep, he is THAT smart. I can’t wait to see what he will invent. Time will tell.

Life may side track us a wee bit, we might get off course, but Dave has an incredible drive, and a magnificent work ethic! He will hate me for calling him: "a gentle giant" but at 6 foot 5 inches, he is just that. And he has glorious shoulders upon which I cry upon. Thank you Dave for all your support and love!! We are flourishing and growing stronger everyday!


Happy Birthday Sweetheart! I love you! Mom

Tuesday, December 2, 2014

It is ALL about the LIGHT!

Photograph by Anita Boyle 2014
Warren Point, Ireland
This blog is brought to you by Light. Anita Boyle, (waving) took this photo in Warren Point, Ireland. Thank you for sharing your photography.

The light is spiral in nature as it swirls into the tunnel. There is a plant that resembles a bonsai tree at the opening, beyond that is the water and homes that face the shore. The water and homes sit in a haze. The sun has not burned off the fog of the morning. 

I love the hazy fog that has not yet burned off. That is my life, as I learn to accept my life without additives. Most people have vices, we use them to soften the intensity of reality. As I grow, as I become the Queen I am in my own fairy tale, I am learning to embrace life with out additives. (sighing) I feel better when I don’t drink half a bottle of wine. (smiling)

Life is the tunnel. The tough texture of the wall is cement it is glorious like elephant skin. (sighing smiling) If the tunnel were smooth like glass or polished metal- we would slide down it. The rough texture gives us footing. The roughness of the path makes us stronger. We need to be aware of the placement of our feet and where we are going.

It leaves the contrast of the tunnel, the texture of the wall and the contrast of light and dark in the forefront. We all know, with out darkness there is no light. And vise versa.

I am blown away by the swirling of the light, the nautilus shape of the light, the way the light fades as it reaches toward you.
The little tree seems to have energy, almost looks like it is peeping inside and  waving- saying “Hello” (grinning).

There was a animated movie and all I can remember is the line: “Don’t look at the light…”
Many near death experiences involve a tunnel and light. This tunnel reminds me that WE are the light. Our perception and perspective  of life is light, do we wish to shine light and portray it as glorious?

I love this photograph as it is perfect in its timing. My dad just ascending through HIS tunnel to the next realm. And I imagine the second his spirit left his body, the second he unfurled his wings, HE SOARED….toward the opposite shore, to his new home beside the sea.

Thank you Anita Boyle for your photograph. We are all more connected than we know. 


I love all of you! Soaring, shining, smiling beside you.

Sunday, November 30, 2014

Weaving magical art

Photograph by: Robert Hendry 2014
Composition and design by Judith Parsons Art 2014
 Todays ramblings brought to you by the spider.  The magnificent photo was taken by Nature photographer Robert Hendry. (Message me or Ina Hendry and we can discuss pricing) 

I took his spider photo and created this. I am into sacred geometry these days, so it is influencing my graphic design work.

Thank you Robert for taking such incredible photos! I look forward to creating sacred geometry art with your photos.

We are all woven into one another. As we weave our art and poems and live our best lives we chris cross and over lap energies of love and light.

We are weaving safety nets underneath us, so that we may unfurl our wings and fly. If we don’t first succeed, we continue trying and continue flying. We are all connected, we need to weave love and light and support one another.

Ask and it shall be given. Weave with what is given, create your world and be proud of it. Stand straight and tall, be proud of who you are becoming… in the light!

According to Jamie Sams and David Carson the Spider is the ultimate weaver, the first to create an alphabet, the angles of her web the earliest letters. The spider wove the dream of the world into existence.She is also the symbol “for infinite possibilities of creation.”
The spider tells us to create and keep creating. The spider might also be telling us we are becoming to entangled into a web of illusions. By weaving our own words and creating our own 
art we need not fear the web of fear.


Medicine Cards- by Jamie Sams and David Carson

Friday, November 28, 2014

Thank you Maggie!!

Today’s blog brought to you with the help of Maggie Lester. Her photos of dad were the last images I have of him. She was fooling around with dad, asking him to make funny faces at the camera. I adore Maggie and her wonderful sense of humor, I love the way she made him laugh! These photos show dad laughing- and that is how I want to remember him! ((Hugging you Maggie- you are an angel!!))

I have spent the past days with family. We gathered to pay tribute to our dad. I hugged my daughter and missed my son. I even wished to hug my ex-husband. As my father’s memorial service was held in the same place we were married. (sighing)

I have seen old friends that I did not know how much I missed until I hugged them. I have held them with tears spilling quietly and hugged them tight.

It was good to hug and talk to Curtis Lewis, whose sister, Nan, sang at my wedding. We have all aged into our parents. He looks just like his dad. Mr. Roberts still gives the best hugs in the whole wide world! And Doyle Fox is still a stylish charming man. Caroline Yonke Pierce is the same, and has the same smile and laugh I remember from 30 years ago. When I heard her laugh, I knew that mom and dad were gazing down from heaven smiling. There was much loved shared because we cared enough to gather for dad.

I do not know when I shall see these loves again. These folks I grew up with and that I sang with. I blink back the tears, now, even as this “coming home” has changed me forever.

Perhaps it is the coming back, walking through the door you have walked through a million times. Yet this time, it is forever different. The parents have left the building, they have gone to the next realm, they are singing in heaven together.

The old home place, where we sang in the kitchen needs tender loving care. The oldest nephew, who carries my dads name has to decide if he can walk the walk. This is a time where words just will not do. The words have to be made flesh. It will be interesting to see how the future unfolds.

I removed as much as I could afford and placed myself in storage. Paintings and sculptures sit in a 5 x 10 place. I could feel the energy of the art work, my babies - sighing. Time is an illusion- the paintings seem to know that. Though, my heart aches to have to close them in the dark again.

Thank you again for all your love. The world is forever changed when parents pass. It is up to us, the ones left behind—to create a loving and laughing world. 




Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Spirit Source

It has been along time since I have sat beside a glorious fire. Last night my sister Helen and her husband Tom, (waving) made a beautiful fire for us to gather beside. 


There is something magical about an open fire. The wind in the trees and the light of the fire reflecting in the faces of family. The smiles are brighter and eyes twinkling. It sounds sort of goofy- (grinning) when I use that word: “twinkling”…and I am chuckling at it.


It is as if I expect Tinker Bell to pop out from behind a tree and say: “Clap if you believe.” 

I believe in our hearts-and in love. We all carry the flame of Love within us. Our source energy is a fire, we want to share the warmth of Love. To spark others on. We triumph in Love.


The Tinker Bell thought flows into two more thoughts: 1) I am a “clapper”…Grand mom was a clapper too. And well, dog gone it, we are what we come from. Appreciate the people in your life—be passionate with your enthusiasm!

And another thought: … 2.) I believe in everything! 

Hm-m-m-m…how do I explain that HUGE sentence?

Maybe- I will leave it dangling there…like the leaf that isn’t ready to drop from the tree in fall. It wants to hang on. (grinning)

Back to last night.

Before dinner we sat outside, enjoying one another around the fire. It was great to sit and talk and listen to Helen and Tom. They are a hoot-the way they converse. It is a joy to see them happy, laughing and smiling.

In the lulls of quiet, the fire would whisper its loving hello. It had missed me and I had missed her. The normal charcoal faces in the fire showed up- they always do. My family had bon fires, and some of our best memories involved fire. I look over my shoulder at those times—and smile. I cherish those memories now. And am glad that we had them.

I think of my Louisiana friends beside the bayou, the Blue Duck club (grinning) and hug you all!

I gulp and blink back tears, they ride along the memories knowing we will make more and I trust in the future of the fire. It is a calm feeling, a “knowing” that everything is happening and has happened to make us stronger.

I am blessed and eternally grateful for the past love I have had in my life, for the love I presently have and for the futures loves yet to be.


Later that evening, as the coals had died down and they were perfect for roasting marshmallows, Helen and I went back outside. We ate the marshmallows- that were sticky and wonderful. And we were gifted with the sound of an owl calling out. It was a beautiful moment. We both smiled at one another and I assured Helen that her insightful thoughts on gratefulness were on the right track-as the owl had joined in and added his exclamation point.

It was a perfect night and perfect fire…with perfect companions. I could not have asked for a more beautiful evening. Thank you Helen and Tom (hugging you both). 

I will end here- please be careful out there—in the holiday traffic. And light a candle for me. And I will light one for you!


(((As you light candles this Thanksgiving say these words: “God brought light into this world, bring light into my life.” Anita, my Spiritual Reiki priestess taught me this. (waving) and know that I will be doing the same thing. We ALL will be lighting our spiritual candles of Love…The Spiritual Source of our hearts.)))

Tuesday, November 25, 2014

Happy Birthday Ina

Eagle photo by Robert Hendry 2014
Composition by crazy wild Judy
Between asleep and awake I hear the thought: “Make Ina a birthday chair bow.” I blink awake and think-Mom?

Sure enough at 5am- my mom is whispering to me to use the paper I brought with me—I wasn’t sure why I was carrying it around- for a week…but then I knew. It was for Ina.

Today is Ina Thompson Hendry’s birthday. Her age is endless- to me she is the little tree climbing wild teen that lived across the street. She has a heart of gold and always comes to my rescue. (Waving at Ina)

She is my “Remembering warrior angel” Picture a tall woman with sword in one hand- wings upon her back and a mischievous smile. She has a sparkle in her eye- and she is ready to do something that might be considered “wild”…I won’t reveal any more than that. 
(We all need great stories to tell our grand children) Grinning!

The art I created is the photo booth photos we did yesterday after we saw a movie. That will be about as close as you will ever get of getting silly photos of me. Enjoy them- it will probably be another 30 years before more photos are taken.

The eagle photograph was taken by Robert Hendry. The man is an INCREDIBLE photographer…he trudges through the marshes and has extreme patience- taking photos of all sorts of birds. The eagle represents “Grand father spirit” — or God. 

I came home for my father’s funeral. It meant the world to me that Ina came into town to comfort me. (Hugging you Ina) Then I came to her home in Charleston to hang out for a few days. She has a fabulous luxurious home. 

The paper bow is silly…My mom put ribbon on our chair growing up. It was a family tradition. It was a great feeling to be the chosen one- just for that day. Ina, mom awakened me- with that thought- get up- put a bow on her chair. She is with you all the time!

I might not have all the dots connected about where I will live…or what I will be doing my Sweet friend- but I do know- We will ALWAYS be connected!! My best tree climbing wild “Remembering warrior angel” friend.

I love you hon!

We are all more connected than we know!



“He who experiences the unity of life sees his own Self in all beings, and all beings in his own Self.” ― 

Bhagavad Gita (this quote I picked up from the 21 day meditation series)

Saturday, November 22, 2014

Co-creating with Deepak and Oprah

Art created by Judith Parsons Art
Deepak and Oprah- meditation day 19...

Art inspired by blog...
A great meditation series...


Thank you Oprah and Deepak!


Grace Divine

By Judith Parsons Art
I started out creating art for "Divine Grace or Grace Divine"...Then decided to add the capital N...

So it would read -N divine grace...

Then decided to use a photo of my dad, my daughter and niece...when they were young.


So it sort of reads: "No Divine Grace."

It is an interesting place to be. I don't have the heart to talk about everything. I am assimilating the art that is wanting to be birthed after my dad passed.

It is about storage and leaving a part of me behind..leaving lots of parts of me behind.

Tuesday, November 18, 2014

We-One-Source --Deepak and Oprah

Art by Judith Parsons 2014
odays meditation is “We are one source..”
The art was created with that in mind.

Others happiness and others energy is tied into mine…We are all floating a sea of liquid light. We ebb and flow, the wind of love caresses our surface- we sense one another and care for one another.

I am with family and am grinning from ear to ear —being with people that- for the first time- I am “seeing” on a higher level. I didn’t know how much I missed my crazy family. I am blessed to be with them- even under these circumstances. A death had brought us all back home.

The twinkle in their eyes- the light that shines from them is glorious. I miss my son- I do wish he had come, I even miss my husband. I will say it for all the world to see- I wish that I could hug my ex and tell him I am sorry for all the pain I caused.

(sighing) Even just to hear my ex voice. (sighing) My fingers tremble..as I blink back tears. My dad knew my ex- and my ex knew dad. For a very long time- they were connected…I shouldn’t say all this. However, I am not up on the protocol of how an ex fits into the family- I miss my father-in-law…And more than ever- I am aware that life is limited.


Love fiercely- even the ex.

Monday, November 17, 2014

Others Happiness-Oprah & Deepak

Original art created just for this blog
By the one and only
Judith Parsons 2014
Today I fly home for my dads funeral. It will be both sad and joyous as I have not seen my family 
for a very long time.
Nothiing surprises me anymore. Anita’s mother says this, and I will adopt it as a part of my thinking. (Waving at Maggie) This meditation seems to be hitting the target on the bullseye,

I created this composition based on Sacred Geometry, my newest and truest love. (grinning) The square represents earth and the circle heaven. I combined them over the word “others’ to convey heaven upon earth.

Both triangles have 3 lines of words in it, representing the Trinity. If you know my work then you know how integral that theme is to me. (smiling). I used the 3 main primary colors to represent LIFE. 

We are all connected. 

As Professor Mark A Reynolds (MarkAReynolds.com) always says; “We ALL have a belly button, we really ALL are one!” (waving)

Perhaps one day soon - it will be illegal to fight and make weapons. Perhaps fighting will become purely a computer game with the only blood shed is the red pixels in a game.

This 3am blog is for me. All of them really are. I wonder why in God’s green earth anyone would read my rambling words.

Life is reflecting into an infinite mirror. The lessons of love are immense. (gulping) I wish I had learned this meditation at a younger age. I feel I will forever apologize for the way I lived and loved. I hurt others deeply, and now I am super sensitive to the awareness that ALL hearts are fragile thin glass.

I am learning welding and become more proficient with time. Should we build metal cages to protect our hearts? Hmmmm.

I will leave that question with you. I must get ready to leave San Francisco- to fly home- to hug and hold my family. I am blessed to have been born into this wild crazy loud insane family. Yep- we are just as dysfunctional and  wonderful as your family.

We all seem to know todays meditation:”The happiness of others is my own happiness.”


Always shine, smile, sing and SOAR. When I am flying above the clouds I will be thinking of you.

Sunday, November 16, 2014

Art Priestess

Glass art created by Judith Parsons Art 2014
I created this glass art last week. I asked the instructor to take a photo of it for me yesterday, as I was busy preparing to leave town, to fly home for my fathers funeral.

She sent the photo you see. I sent it to my Beloved Anita. Anita asked me if I had added the cool art priestess shape on the glass.  I was like…”huh?” and she started laughing, she thought I was pulling her leg. I didn’t know what she was talking about.

She told me to go look at the glass, that there was a light shape upon the glass- that looked very much like the art I created in red and black beside it.

I was astounded. Wow! Whoa! WhewWeeee….

You see, Art reflects life…Life reflects art. It even happens on a “everything level”…

I will start created glass art again. I would like to offer this as a new series. Please e-mail me at JudithParsonsArt@gmail.com if you are interested in them.

Saturday, November 15, 2014

Manifesting Oprah and Deepak

Original one of a kind art.
Created by a one of a kind artist. Judith Parsons 2014.
Manifesting From Your True Self. Today’s topic in Oprah and Deepak’s 21 Day meditation series!!

I created this graphic inspired by Oprah and Deepak. I am an artist. So my true self would be about art. Everything I do- see- affect and effects my art.

If you are a writer and words are your medium then everything you perceive acts as fodder for your writing.

All knowledge builds upon knowledge. That is cognitive development. Life is one huge lesson to find your true self.

True self- highest self- smartest self- most aware self. Most creative self.

For my son, who is an aerospace engineer his truest self will involve designing new flying and transporting machines. As he follows his passion for his best invention he will discover his truest self.

For my writer friends, you all look for words which reflect YOUR truest self. Look in the mirror -what words would you use to portray yourself? Serene, divine, full of peace? Mysterious?Energetic, bouncing about like Tigger? Letting the wind blow you about like a seed? Determined. grounded and rooted into mother earth? What words REALLY are you?

We are all upon the same journey. Whether we swim, fly or walk eventually we all end up at the same place.


Sit and rest beside me, under this tree of life…and tell me who you are. We will share some bread and cheese and rest together. Enjoying the journey as we discover ourselves.

Friday, November 14, 2014

Soaring mediations

Wings by Judith Parsons 2014
I have been enjoying the 21 day meditation series by Deepak and Oprah.

They have changed me.

I will not ramble on today. There is no need.

Everything is as it should be.

Soar today from that place of innocence.

Be fully present in your actions.

Smile, sing, shine and soar.



Soaring!

Thursday, November 13, 2014

Deepak, Oprah and God's Eye.

Original photo and art created by
Judith Parsons Art 2014
If you know me, you know the saying: “Let the spirit move you.” Well last night was that sort of night. The spirit whispered to me in the middle of the night- the window…Look at that shape..the way the cloth drapes, there are 2 layers. Then look at the symbolic ladder, the 2 railing and the third thicker line going upward.

The Trinity. The steps, the ladder- the eye shape…all this is “The Eye of God.”

In the middle of the night I took photographs of that shape. Nope, I wasn’t drinking. The spirit was with me- and I was compelled to take those photos.

I would awaken every few hours. Look at the window- how the light flowed in. It was a peaceful serene feeling.

I took the photo then went back to sleep.

When I awakened this morning I knew exactly how I wanted to portray this window- this eye. No pupil in the center- just lines on the diagonal. The power of the diagonal is incredible. I laugh because an old life saving technique is about the diagonal. 

If you find yourself swimming to shore and you are tiring. You are not moving closer to the shore, then swim diagonally toward the shore. Eventually you will make it back to land. To dry footing.
THAT sort of tid-bit came out of no-where. It is the muse who whispers with her lips next to my ear. It is God. It is life. We just flow.


Back to the image: I took the circle and overlapped it. The Vesica Piscis is the over lapping of two circles, it is the eye shape.

In my middle of the night - in this dark room, “God’s eye”  was the window. There was light outside of this dark walled in space. Even in the darkest time- there is reflective light.

The ladder and stairs are ever present. I find it adorable that I would have a fire escape outside my window. (smiling) I love everything about this life! The way everything aligns and over laps and how connected we all are.

The fluidity of life, of trusting in the "knowing" is what Oprah and Deepak's maditation was about today. I am in awe of life. Last night I took a glass class and was blessed with a God moment. We are ALL incredible lights- all pulsing in God's Eye...We are ALL God's eye!

This is rambling, plain ole rambling…I have no points. All soft curves. 

Have a blessed day sweet friends. 


I wish for the Spirit to move you! 

Wednesday, November 12, 2014

Oprah and Deepak--Awareness Focused

First let me jump right in about the meditation—-

When the bell rang--the point of focus was higher than I was. My spirit self- raised from my body and went to where Oprah and Deepak resided. It was like they were meditating inside the sun. I joined them...quietly sitting down in our triangle shape.

As I focused I could see all my friends--all of the people meditating...a better word is "Praying" because they were calm-centered-serene..there were thousands...and thousands quietly joining into the light---which-when I went back to look at the light -it became a sparkling diamond with reflected light. The light became brighter-a tube of light that when straight up--then flared out like a sunflower- many rays of light--turning everything into light....(sighing) WE were ALL the bright light.
It was heaven.
(gulping) I will never forget this.

Back to the blog…My Awareness is Focused

I will be working with glass today. I will take the shapes that I desire to cute, I have the design sort of in my mind. It will center around these words.

Todays meditation is about “focusing ones awareness”. There is a point in art- where we have a plan, we want to create one thing-we think…then the muse, the glorious muse steps in and we are taken over by the “spirit”.

Something else-something greater takes over. Oprah and Deepak use the “source energy”- perhaps they have found the right words to drape the muse in.

Perhaps “She” whomever my highest self is-takes her magical robe and drapes it upon my shoulders. Because art for me, is MAGIC.

Last night I created the swirling squares, I am enjoying my sacred geometry class, by Mark A. Reynolds, it is taking over my art.
Yep. Sacred Geometry IS an entity- a Goddess to bow down to. Sacred Geometry existed before time, heck, she might be married to Mr. Time for all I know. (grinning)

So I create art in photoshop, because I love the series of meditation and I love Sacred Geometry. Both require focus.  


Have a blessed day Sweet Friends. 

Tuesday, November 11, 2014

Oprah & Deepak--LeAnn and Helen---Unbounded Awareness

Original art inspired by Oprah and Deepak
Sacred Geometry and bronze wings
Art by Judith Parsons Art 2014
Todays blog brought to you by my sister, my graduate advisor and the meditation series. Seeing is such a multi-faceted diamond.

My sister Helen and I often have deep conversations about religion. As we have grown our discussions have grown as well. Our understanding of one another and our compassion has developed into mutual respect.

We have come full circle. Comforting one another as we see ourselves in our children. The way we have treated our children, the way we have loved our parents is a mirror reflecting itself over and over again.

My children see how I am with dad, they see how I call him and try to be apart of his life. They call me and model the behavior. Over the years it is learned. I suppose they will treat their children the way I have treated them. Perhaps Margaret and David have learned from their friends parents how they do a better job at parenting. And for that I am thankful. Thanking all you friends who have loved my children -like your own!! (hugging you-smiling)

However, we ALL come to that day of “reflection” …The mirror reflecting the mirror sort of “seeing”. 

I just got off the telephone with my advisor and she was so happy to have her glasses back. (Waving) For the longest time she felt the weight of “not seeing”, she was straining so hard to see- what she knew was out there that she gave herself a headache. (smiling) We laughed at how crazy the whole “seeing” ability experience.

As an artist it is CRUCIAL- we see everything from every perspective. When we start seeing the light and shadow—we gasp in awe of it. THIS seeing—this “knowing” LIVES upon another realm. It is a “higher” seeing an “UNBOUNDED AWARENESS”…

Today’s meditation from Oprah and Deepak is about “Unbounded awareness”. It is a place of knowing, a place of understanding that is beyond judgement. It is a place where words need not be spoken. It is “Enlightenment”.


Thank you Helen, Lean and Oprah & Deepak for your incredible lessons of seeing!! Each of you have blessed me with lessons on “seeing”.

Soaring beside you all!!
Life in pretty darn incredible!!!
Wooohoooooo!!!