Energy fireworks!!

Enjoy playing this weekend! Play! Play! Play!
Art created by Judith Parsons Art 2017

This fall morning: Beware of energy!

Energy. Positive and negative. Initially one might think of a battery. Then one might think of positive people and negative people.

You’ve heard it all before. 

There has been a  HUGE shift in me. 

For the first time in my life I am REALLY deciding to DO something that keeps me strong for my life job!!

Think about what you do for a living. Sitting behind a computer, designing, doing your paper work. THEN if you are lucky, you skip to a pool or a gym and THEN you play, making your body strong.

I am lucky enough to DO what makes me strong for a living. IT is a luxury to have this amazing job!

Yesterday, I played in the pool for seven hours teaching little ones how to swim. I did not have a “cryer” the whole day! It was a positive perfect day. 

The children trusting in me to support them, at first-their fears palatable— at the end of the lesson, the littlest wee girl almost started crying, because she didn’t want to leave the pool.

THAT made my day! Their energy healed me. Their lovely smiling faces FILLED me with energy! 

We played. Playing is the best way to learn. Play. Dance. Sing. Be silly. Enjoy your day. 

I have the music on beside me. It is on a channel that is about “our savior” …it is about living in the light…The words: “They will be done…I know you hear me.” Wow! Lovely song. 

There is another song about coming back to the alter, to your first love. A love that feels like home.

Wow. 

Nothing happens by coincidence anymore, all these energy moments connect. We are more connected than we will ever know.

The energy between seasons has to gather itself in, before we can move forward. Be aware.

Playing with these words here. Not having to make sense. Connecting the dots of letters… Be aware…beware…spooky signs telling us not to venture forward.

Access and evaluate the situation before moving forward. Is it safe? Take it ALL in. Take your time. “If it is meant for you- it will not pass you by.” This saying, my beloved  Anita tells me all the time. God knows I adore you Anita. All that is happening, is for a reason. We might not know exactly why.

However, let us use this time to become in our minds eye- who we are.

The positive and negative battery energy makes us all move. May you move upon your divine path.

The fireworks in Chinatown are going off- certainly a sign that all the evil spirits have been banished! I am ON the correct path! LIFE is woooohoooooooo exciting!

Judy Chicago...Lawyers...Sara

Outside a cafe, Judy Chicago images from google.
Sara laughing! A fabulous night.
Judith Parsons Art 2017

Last night, Sarah and I were sitting at a table outside of a bar having a cool glass of wine. We were thrilled having seen the famous Judy Chicago. She was a delight to listen to, she is still a fiery passionate woman at 77 years of age. We were discussing the time we had been introduced to her work. We were discussing our women friends whom had “made it” as artist.

Sarah was talking about a lawyer friend of hers, when a gentleman who had been standing outside having a smoke, decided to sit down beside us. 

His opening statement was: “I am a lawyer…” and with that he started his story about how depressed he was. He was certainly conflicted. One part of him, the ego, wanted to impress us with how much money he had. That if he wanted to buy some lines it was no big deal. Then the other part of him admitted he was contemplating suicide.

We listened, we let him say all that he needed to say. He was blurry eyed from drinking and Sarah and I had no place to rush back to, so we listened.

He grew up in Paris. When I asked him where, he started speaking in french so that seemed to clarify that. Sarah asked him if he had ever had a “once-in-a-lifetime love”. Sadly he said no. Though honestly, the man was clearly in his drink, so the story could be taken with a grain of salt.

Sarah gave him wise counsel. She explained that everything happens for a reason. That the good and the bad things both were there for us to learn from. Though, the bad taught better lessons than the good. We all have both experiences in our lives in order to grow. 

Then finally, I asked him if he had ever heard of healing with reiki. He opened his eyes wide and said that he knew what it was. I told him I had learned the practice. He asked me to place my hands upon his head. I told him no thank you. However, reiki has a way of asking us what we desire in our lives.

Reiki energy knows the highest self of you. That highest self knows if something is right or wrong. If you ask the universe to show you the way, then as sure as you are reading this, you will begin to receive opportunities that really ask you to decide. These are not easy decisions to be made. The highest self knows when something needs to stop, when your belly hurts because you’ve been fighting an uphill battle. In your gut, you know, you need to step away and regroup, reevaluate and make a new plan.

I told our drunk friend this. I told him he knew deep down in his belly what behavioral changes needed to be made. The universe holds up a mirror and asks us to decide. With that there was nothing more to be said. He stood up to shake my hand. I stood up to hug him. As I hugged him I asked him to go find his reiki tribe, they would help heal him.

After he walked away, Sarah and I continued talking about the lawyer. Her lawyer friend didn’t particularly love being a lawyer. However, it provided her with the means to have a luxurious life. She worked so that she could play.

It was a glorious night out. Judy Chicago was amazing! She gives me hope, she is 20 years older than I am. If she can do her incredible artwork, then there is hope yet for me.

Use this autumn as a place of harvesting your highest self. Take the time to be quiet. Turn off the cell phones, tell your friends you need the space to listen to your most confident highest self.  Go sit in nature. Decide. Know.

Day 2 After Ireland

Original art by Judith Parsons 2017 San Francisco

Anita and I were sitting out in the garden talking- watching the fire.

“We are 2 Queens.”

Then Anita replied, “With Paddy we are 3 Queens”.

(You know I love you Paddy)

I busted out laughing.

“So which one would you be, you love your millionaire  television shows? Maybe you would be the Queen of diamond?”

Anita nodded her head, “And I suppose you would be the Queen of hearts?”

We were both laughing at this conversation.

“Of course I would!”

“And Paddy would he be the puppy dog paws or the Queen of Spades?”

“What is the puppy dog paw?”

“The three circle shapes are the paw of a puppy.”

“Well, the queen of spades represents death. So he would have to be the Queen of clubs.”

Today you get the queen of hearts. 

An original illustration by me. Sure, I pulled up a bunch of playing card images to trace over. However the Queen is personalized with “J” over her tunic. Her eyes are closed. She is able to see without opening her eyes. She is an intuitive type of Queen.

(grinning)

Playing in Illustrator and then taking the single card into photoshop to continue with the playing.

The checker board is made with an inverted Queen and then skewing her.

Life is for playing. Find the one thing you are great at. Do it!

I will endeavor to create a piece of art a day. 

Starting anew!!

Art by Judith Parsons 2017.
Created from a laser cut piece of metal.
I will create art everyday, for a year.
The creative in me is
ALWAYS
making art.

Determined

I am back in San Francisco!!! Changed after 2 months of gathering my energy back in. Finished with my graduate degree in fine arts I am owning the art priestess that I am. “She” the new and improved artist needed time off to step outside of the business, or busy-ness of life and rest in a garden in Ireland.

We need to assess the situation and evaluate what we desire every now and again. My past life with a military husband I marked my life in moves. Perhaps we need big events, like hurricanes and flooding to shake us awake and ask; “What do we really want?”

Most people probably would say “peace”. “I just want some dang peace and quiet.” Most moms and grandmas I know would answer with “rest”. Having children and living through hurricane Katrina, the whole asking process becomes stripped down bare to the bones- when you see it from that knowing perspective. 

A house filled with 3 feet of mud, dead fish, snakes, and raccoons really puts life in perspective. I feel for you guys in Texas. My heart goes out to you.

Thank you Anita for your persistence in purchasing the ticket so I could really focus on the next realm of my reality. All the food and drinks and fantastic fires!! Thank you Paddy, Teresa and Helen for stepping up and giving us time. (Group hug) 

I have found my strength. I will not tolerate negative treatment. I am old enough to learn from the negative folks. You either ignore them and end up walking away from them. Because you hate yourself for not standing up to them. Or, you learn to use your voice, you become stronger for it and overall better for it.

Listening to some incredible music on the way to Dublin airport, I could see the highest me in my minds eye pull up the body that contains myself. I could see her looking me in the eye, she removed the skin and clothing of the old me, the one that took way too much negative bantering. And underneath was this magnificent shining glowing me, “SHE” (the highest me) put her hands upon my back and wings grew from my shoulder blades.

I didn’t reveal any of this to Anita at the time. I needed to hold her close to my chest. The woman who pulled up a 60 pound suitcase up 5 flights of stairs yesterday was back. SHE was stronger and better for 2 magical months in Ireland.

There are children to teach, there are fabulous friends to connect with. There is art to be mailed out. There is fabulous glass art to be made!! There are potential graphic design-architectural models to be made. There is a future to prepare for, with a woman who makes me stronger. 

I am learning to be BRAVE. I am learning how love ebbs and flows and is exciting! I am living a fabulous adventuresome life!!

Let the rains come, let the winds blow…I have new and improved wings that soar above the cloud layer!! Woooohoooooooo!! Soar beside me sweet loves!! We’ve got this!!

Oh—by the way…YES!! I do intend on having a place in Ireland that you all can come visit and walk along the beach with me!! Stay strong!!

Heavenly event

The nicest thing about the eclipse was how we were all joined in one event. The event wasn’t about wars and politicians. It was an event where we all lifted our eyes upward toward the heavens.

Marshall McLuhan’s expression: “The medium is the message” rings loud and clear as we are all connected via social media. We are sharing and caring our lives with loved ones across the world, ALL at the same time.

With television in the 60’s, we were connected with the first moon flight and first steps of man upon the moon. Here we are yet again looking at the heavens, all of us marveling upon the message. Mr. McLuhan played with the word “message” changing it to “mass age”, “mess age” and “massage”. I imagine he would be nodding his head and chuckling at all the photographs we have shared and how incredible that the eclipse could bring us ALL together as a world.

For one glorious event- we looked upward. We weren’t arguing over differences. What a glorious experience it was.

The graphic was created with photos of soapy bubbles. Anita stood in the garden waving her magical bubble wand. I keep taking millions of photographs. I combined them playing with photoshop.

The bubbles remind me of dichroic glass, the rainbow colors shimmering magically, the skin of the bubble fragile and alive in its shape for only a few seconds. We are all like the rainbow bubble eclipsing one another, looking upward and marveling at the magnificence of the heavens.

Thank you Facebook for connecting us all! Thank you blogger g-mail folks for letting me put my tiny bubble of words out into the world, if only to live for a few moments it takes to read this. Thank you reader for giving me your time.

For that is really all that matters in the end, what we focus upon. What we give our time to. A few days ago nothing mattered but looking upward. It was delicious and incredible. 

Looking forward to more heavenly events.

Time in a bottle

Ireland 2017

Mr. Time was born here. In this green land he moves with grace, he is unhurried, he is happy with the smallest events. He sits across from me with his long legs crossed and a cup of tea, content and at peace where white dots upon the mountainside slowly move.

The mountains are Mr. Times friend. They don their white cloud caps giving me a heads up on the coming rain. Weather is not predictable at all here. Do not even bother watching the weather update on the news. 

Mr. Time wants me to come outside and enjoy the autumn cool breeze. The birds are beckoning as well. The roses need dead heading. I could cry and boo hoo all day about the serenity of the garden and how it has changed me. I will endeavor to keep a stiff upper lip and not be a cry baby on you.

I will be heading back to San Francisco refreshed. Aired out like laundry upon the line. Staying focused on enjoying every moment with Anita and her mom. 

I have some wonderful art ideas that need to be completed. Some art to mail out. 

You get back from life what you put in. Truthfully, the timing isn’t always as fast as we would like. Mr. Time is grinning and chuckling, he asks for forgiveness, as he has been on vacation lately. He just said: “Everyone needs a holiday!”

We both busted out laughing over that. Thank you for taking the time to read this. Mr. Time and I are both very aware of how important Time is. 

Horses couldn't drag me away.

Horse image taken from book "Medicine Cards" by Jamie Sans
and David Carson. Played with image using photoshop!

A million katrillion blue moons ago I met a woman who introduced me to the Medicine cards. We both worked at Monterey Herald newspaper, her name was Jill. She worked full time at the newspaper and wrote screen plays as her hobby. She acted in a one woman play- starring herself. An extraordinary woman! Full of energy and always smiling.

I have lost track of her. Maybe you know what has happened to our friend, if you worked at the newspaper with me. Please feel free to give her a hug from me.

The first card I pulled was the salmon. It was about returning home. When I glance at my life, with its nomadic traveling, I reflect upon swimming upstream. Trying to find my way home. I still remember sitting out upon the side walk, shuffling the cards.

That day forever changed me. I still use the cards to help ground me when I fly too close to the sun.

Today I posted some memories from the Louisiana area. I loved teaching those 5th graders at Folsom Elementary school. It was 7 years ago that we studied George Rodriguez, that we made blue dog masks. What fabulous memories!

My words are all over the place today. I am truly FINALLY learning to own myself. I am learning first to speak up when I feel slighted. Not to take it laying down. And secondly and maybe this such be first- I am learning NOT to take life so seriously. The Irish girlfriend is continually teaching me that lesson. It is safe to say I am finally growing a thick skin in that regard. And I adore her for it!

Everything is in moderation. 

If you have heard it once - then you’ve heard it a million times. Right?!?

:::::Smiling. Shrugging my shoulders and chuckling.:::::

The Irish have a long term relationship with horses. It is a lovely sight to see pastures with horses; the power symbol in the medicine cards.

Today I pulled this card and wanted to share it with you. We are all more powerful than we know. And as we connect and become woven into one another through Facebook we are better for it.

Sure, admittedly I can spend hours reading poetry and scrolling through your wall. It makes my heart happy to see you all doing well and flourishing. And it makes me happy to send prayers and energy to you if you need extra support.

The horse medicine card reminds us to:

find light,

illuminate one another,

the joys of balancing work and play

and wisdom in power.

Thank you Sweet Luvs for reading. May you imagine yourself strong and wild riding a magnificent horse! May you whoop and holler and be the wild warrior spirit!

(my apologies to Jamie Sans and David Carson- I used your horse illustration and played with it!) I love your book!