Sculptural Wings-Soaring

Original art by Judith Parsons Art 2014

Wings

Soaring silently

High enough to see clearly

Lovely lofty goals

Befitting the queen

You want a magical world?

Create

With ALL of your being

BECOME your best self

Merging with my highest self

I can not believe how fast the meditation was over.

Today my highest witness to myself merged more with me. 

It was a beautiful feeling, I saw my wings, they were as long as I am tall. Meditating I could feel my highest self hugging me- she had her wings wrapped around me...

I am going to design the frame for the wings- using metal...and work on designs using metal and clay and glass--to create the wings!!

THIS inspired my art!!!

THIS helped me see the art- which is life--life is art--they all combine in the Trinity of me.

One window--2 perspectives

I saw the moon and thought— Oh what a glorious photograph!! I then tried to capture the moon and the magnificent triangular building- both in one photograph. It was not to be done. I could, and I did take a panoramic view photograph..but it was not as true.

Then, as I sat on the ledge of my window sill. I thought (sighing) how true art reflects lift and life reflects art. I was gifted by God THIS perspective.

What window we choose to view life- IS what life is. This is a prime example! The moon sits in the right photograph- she is bright and brilliant and magnificent. In the left photograph there is a glorious building which personifies San Francisco, we all know it. Yet, it doesn’t have the wild howling moon in it.

Each view is magnificent. Each perspective is glorious. Each is on its own an EXQUISITE each. (grinning)

It is how we crop life. How do we edit ourselves? How do we tell our stories?

Yep, it is simple as choice. How do we view our experiences? How do we box them up- in our cognitive wrapping to convey and gift them to friends? How? Do you make them dramatic? I have a girl friend in Ireland (waving) and she says it is “normal” to exaggerate to tell a good story. She shrugs it off as something natural.

I have a sister who is a stickler for details, she will argue her perspective-as she “saw” it…because, well- we should all see LIFE through her eyes.

(smiling sigh) 

I will tell you what I see, from my perspective. There is a fire escape out side my window. To me, it is the stairway upward, toward heaven. I believe in STAIRS!! I love the symbolization of them!! I see the building upon the left and moon upon the right and I want to climb the stairs toward the moon. 

The beautiful moon has always called to me, cried out to me. She aches and yearns for me. As we both see one another clearly. ALL my girl friends KNOW how I howl at the moon. ALL my girl friends KNOW I see them on full moon nights. We share the silvery blue light from heaven. We smile standing in the imaginary moonlight, beside the warm waters at the beach and we ALL lift our faces to the moon and howl.

Then we bust out in laughter and hug a glorious massive group hug. We become wild warriors for the night. We live next to the beach. We support one another and grow stronger and better every year. We are a house hold of magnificent women who understand the wildness of our souls, we are compassionate CRAZY WILD women…

Just rambling words from one woman's with 2 perspectives.

Soaring in the moonlight…Howling with love!

Oprah-Deepak=Art Being Born

Today is the second day of meditation with Oprah and Deepak… 

It is a glorious 21 day series. I am excited and motivated! Today was about “Desire”…I created this art- after listening to the meditation…

A Reverence for LIFE—for art…and for me- LIFE is ART..

I am continually amazed when I meet people who say they do not have a passion? How can one NOT have a desire and passion for something? It boggles the mind...It blows me away.

I was born INTENSE. That is the easiest explanation. That is all I can think of to say..Maybe we ARE predestined to be- or do a certain task in life. 

Being an artist-suits me..wanting others to do what I do..wanting others to have a glorious-"WOW- I made that moment" Is what desire for me is all about!!

Todays meditation has me “ZINGING” with energy!! 

I will make my dreams come true..With Oprah and Deepak’s help…Dream DO come TRUE!

George Winston--Musical memories.

A friend posted piano music by George Winston, it was like a world of old friends walked back into my life.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f5qGUhWPi6w

I fell in love with George Winston when I was falling in love with my husband. It was an innocent time, I gulp back the memories. These musical thoughts were stored in a secret hollow of a tree in my mind.

When the music started playing I could see them all zoom and flow like iridescent bubble bees happy to be brought to life.

The music brought back long car trips, walks upon the beach, the cool air of Monterey Bay as I drove back from Santa Cruz. 

(sighing) Was it a simpler time? Was I living my best life? Was I gathering strength so that I could finally Become the artist I am becoming?

(shrugging)

As another song of his plays- I smile…Priscilla’s wedding arrives at the fore front of my mind. Aunt Peggy’s house upon the water. The lovely evenings preparing meals, drinking wine with candle light. (gulping back the tears) Wow.

I see the young me- with my baby boy in my lap. She see’s me, she makes eye contact and we smile at one another. I caress her cheek, I kiss her forehead…And we both gulp.

If only I knew then -what I know now.

If only.

My ex-husband, walks into the room…he sees the old me and the young me..and he hugs us both. Oh how I so wish I could hug him. 

Whew.

I miss you. I know you will not ever respond to my e-mails…I know you want to be rid of me- for all the hurt I caused. 

I am sorry.

I leave you with this song:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f5qGUhWPi6w

Hark how the bells….

The candles we lit on Christmas eve. I promise to leave you alone now. I understand. You didn’t reply- that said it all. I will leave you be.

Think of all the times we smiled…

Closing the wonderful door to a world a millions miles away. The songs haunt me...
(gulping) I suppose I have learned...a million years in a year.

Powerful Spiral

Original Art work by Judith Parsons Art 2014

The spiral is a glorious shape. It is power uncoiling. It is the spring that is about to be sprung. It is the dance the seedling does as it breaks from the soil. It is becoming.

Everything vibrates in energy, everything is changing and growing.

The labels we place upon events, is a choice. The box we place around something can be made of transparent glass, or wood or chicken wire.

What ever we place around something is cropping and editing it. We decide how we want to think, how we label everything.

Life is art. 

We sculpt everyday with our minds.

We decide what medium we create in.

Is it a  soft clay- that doesn’t burn?

Do we create using something that is fun and easy?

Do we challenge ourselves and use metal?

It is hot and dirty and exhilarating!

I could have used the word “scary”…(THAT is what I am talking about. The editing, the cropping or placing boundaries. Chose words that uplift)

Why have labels, why have boundaries? Mainly for a reference point, I suppose.

We like to look at something and have it connect to us.

(sighing)

The power of boundaries. To have them or not?

What ever you decide to do, do it and OWN it. Take responsibility for who you are.

You CAN say “no”. 

You do not have to take negative behavior. You are a King/Queen. You deserve to be treated like one. I expect no less.

You want to soar?

Then lift that beautiful face toward heaven, unfurl those wings…and let us soar and catch the swirling air currents above the clouds.

Life is one amazing powerful spiral!

Breath of Compassion

Sacred Geometry astounds me. THIS is what graduate studies is ALL about.  Falling in love with something so incredible it takes OVER your life.

(smiling sigh)

I am seeing it every where. This is where the question arises: Am I manifesting “Sacred Geometry” into my life because it is new cognitive energy- or- Is it an “entity or consciousness” that is magically presenting all these new incredible experiences?

An example of crazy, is walking to school today and seeing a cardboard tube that is shaped as a equilateral triangle. It laid upon the ground smiling at me, saying:  “You know you want me, go ahead, take me to class.” 

I stood there contemplating picking up this box and taking it to class! I had lost it. 

In class today Professor Mark Reynolds showed us the “Breath of Compassion”. All he had to do was say the name of this shape and I was about to fall upon my knees and cry out in ecstasy! 

Dear Lord! Does it get any better? (grinning)

Art is truly reflecting life and Life is truly reflecting art.

I am not sure which is first, or even if it matters anymore. 

I know when I am in the mist of a master artist. It delights me to no end to study with this incredible professor!!

The art I created looks a bit scrambled. Learning is like that, we need to be a bit unsettled, a little tangled up and confused as we learn. We look to the master, who is divine, calm and serene. We keep copying the masters work, learning and refining.

I am in awe of Mark A Reynolds. He is 70 years old next month and HE is passion! He is ART! He is an incredible artist! Go visit his site www.MarkAReynolds.com and check out the detail and accurateness of his art. What a awesome dude!

I will get there—everyday I become more accurate. I don’t particularly like to use the word: “Perfect”. When I get to that point- I will be in heaven. (grinning) And I am far from perfection…
(laughing)

God knows life is incredible! I am 54 years old. I am a middle aged women on the outside- but a wild 25 year old soul on the inside! Learning at this age IS possible!! Keep growing! Keep learning!!

Wooohoooooo!!!

(Try a little compassion today...Everything is as it should be. Really. It is ALL good.)