Beautiful truth
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Satellite, oh, satellite / Who sits upon our skies / How deep do you see when you spy into our lives? I know that god lives in everybody’s souls / And the only devil in your world / Lives in the human heart So now ask yourself / What is human? and what is truth? / Ask yourself / Whose voice is it? that whispers unto you? / From the cellars of your homes / From the tops of your city roofs / Ask yourself / Whose voice is it? that whispers unto you? Who is it? / That turns your blood into spirit and your spirit into blood Who is it? / That can reach down from above and set yours souls ablaze with love / Or fill you with the insanity of violence and it’s brother: lust Who is it? / Whose words have been twisted beyond recognition / In order to build your planet earth’s religions Who is it? / Who could make your little armies of the left / And your little armies of the right / Light up your skies tonight Now some of you may live and some of you may die / But remember / That nothing in the world can kill you inside / For he is thinking of you / In your great cities of great solitude Oh children you’ve still got a lot to fuckin’ learn / The only path to heaven is via hell Good morning beautiful, good morning beautiful / Good morning beautiful, good bye world The The
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Dew covered pink rose in water with a quote from Abraham Lincoln.
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Purple hydrangea in a glass vase with a friendship quote.
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It may be difficult to see the writing on the image on your computer, so I’ve added it here to make is easier. I hope you enjoy this as much as I did creating it. Thanks for looking! It’s Because Of You This has been / The best time of my life / And it’s because of you / I now know what it means / To really love and really be loved / And it’s because of you / I awake every morning / To cherish each and every day / And it’s because of you / My life / Is filled with love / And my love is full of life / And it’s because of you / It is / Because of you _ / Check out more of my art from these categories: / Holiday Cards / Abstracts / Sketches / Birds / Seascapes/Landscapes/Sunsets / / Subscribe to art updates / Subscribe to T-shirt updates / Become a fan on FaceBook / Add me as a friend on FaceBook / Follow me on Twitter _ /
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my favourite days 2007
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my first ever collaboration with the wonderfully talented, mysterious amazing shawhouse. / link he constantly leaves me at a loss for words.
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from a collaboration with Autismmom. model – Autismmom
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sensing beyond / the surface / into the beauty / of the allegory / Nature gifts us daily…
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“In the attitude of silence the soul finds the path in a clearer light, and what is elusive and deceptive resolves itself into crystal clearness. Our life is a long arduous quest after Truth.” Mahatma Gandhi / /
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In North America, the eagle was considered great medicine power. To the Native Americans there were different kinds and divisions of eagles. The golden eagle had a very high rank. The most potent and magical was the sky eagle which the Iroquois called Shadahgeyah. Among the Hopi, the eagle god was Kwahu and according to legend, this great bird seldom came below the clouds; only the holiest of shamans ever saw it. Even the Aztecs said this bird represented celestial power and the rising Sun. / Nearly every Native American tribe had an eagle clan. They had songs to the eagle, eagle dances, eagle ceremonies, and even eagle secret societies. If an eagle was seen or even dreamed of during a vision quest, the seeker gained special medicine or spirit power. The person then had the privelege of using the eagle symbol on a medicine shield. The eagle had the greatest power of all birds and was associated with the Sun. They believed it could live in both the spiritual and the earth realms. The Eagle and the Hawk by John Denver inspired this work of two photos merged in Photoshop7.
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Hand drawn using a small statue as reference. watercolour and gouache on arches paper. / Also added gold leaf to the wings.
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Many years ago, sometime in the early 1990’s, my husband and I were travelling through Hopi land, outside of Truth or Consequences, Arizona and happened upon a Tribal officer while camping, and we shared a pot of coffee with him. In our conversation, he noticed a basket of sacred white sage, that I usually wrapped while we drove through the countryside, prompting him to telling us about Oraibi, the oldest (still standing) native site in the U.S. He continued by telling us of a gathering there on the following day, and that he’d like to invite us to attend and we wholeheartedly agreed. / We started our morning having a traditional Hopi breakfast of Frybread, black beans and eggs, then we drove up to the Mesas, ignoring the signs that read “No White Man beyond this point”, we drove up a winding road, while I wrapped and was burning sage. When we reached the dwellings, many people were coming out of their homes and surrounding our hippie van (‘78 Dodge). It turns out they had not had white sage (grandmother sage) growing on their land for a couple of years, so when they smelled it coming from our vehicle they had to investigate. Thank Creator that it grew like weeds on our property in California, and we had plenty with us. We gifted several people with wrapped bundles, while others wished to trade for torquoise, blue corn and dye-making instruction. It was a wonderful morning, and we felt good that they mentioned it was a significant gift for the upcoming gathering, which they also invited us to attend. / After eating lunch with a beautiful Hopi family, we drove down the Mesa, following our new friends to Oraibi. When we arrived, there were maybe a dozen people standing around, we got out of the van and an elder man in jeans, a flannel shirt and a bandana around his head, approached us, as I held out a small basket of bundled sage, he just smiled. He took the basket in his roughly worn hands and motioned for us to follow him. We sat down in a circle with what grew to about 30 people, at this time and another man began speaking about the Earth and introduced the elderly man as the authorized spokesperson to speak on behalf of the Elders of the Hopi Nation – Thomas Banyacaya. / I was actually aware of who this elder was, and shocked that I was standing beside him as he was to address a chosen group of tribal and non-tribal (us) members, which was now about 75 people. This humble man would share a message of clear intent and great importance… We are the One’s we have been waiting for… / We have been telling the people that this is the eleventh hour. Now you must go back and tell the people that this is the hour. And there are things to be considered: / Where are you living? / What are you doing? / What are your relationships? / Are you in right relationship? / Know your garden. It is time to speak your truth. Create your community. Be good to each other. And do not look outside yourself for a leader. This could be a good time. / There is a river flowing now very fast. It is so great and swift that there are those who will be afraid. They will try to hold onto the shore. They will feel they are being torn apart and they will suffer greatly. / Know the river has its destination. The elders say we must let go of the shore and push off into the river. Keep your eyes open and your head above water. See who is in there with you and celebrate. / At this time in history, we are to take nothing personally. Least of all ourselves. For the moment that we do, our spiritual growth and journey come to a halt. / The time of the Lone Wolf is over. Gather yourselves! / Banish the word struggle from your attitude and your vocabulary. / All that you do now must be done in a sacred manner and in celebration. / We are the one’s we have been waiting for.” This artwork is a symbol of the rain deity that I remembered from a rock drawing we saw while at Hopi land, near Betatakin. Drawn, photographed, then painted in photoshop7 (it is also the T-shirt design called Earth Tribe with a slight alteration) All, all and everything is of importance and nothing that is good happens fast. Thanks to my serendipitous sister, owlspook, a link providing the same message ;) New Hopi Prayer
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Divine intelligence are we, who are free / humans progressively learning NOW to be Understanding the light that yearns to see / mirrors of observance, are the wings of ‘we’ Growth from ribbons of acceptance to agree / arise with our tolerance of natures carefree Perceptions ever-changing to explore as trustees / experiencing life as ONE is the masters’ key We will transcend the fear of traumas fantasy / to function together with no “me” guarantees Among ourselves is the power, no external apogee / a team of angels on earth are destiny’s nominees Truths accepted, as we share love peacefully / Our ascension is hope, upon wings of our consents decree. tkrosevear 3/5/2009 This is a digital painting done with Wacom pad/pen in photoshop with the sandstone suface. Done for the “Arise” challenge.
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A commission a psychologist ordered for her clientroom. / We should not watch ourselves through the eyes of our worst censor….....self acceptance is so important for feeling what we really are! / ___ / A digital painting combined with an apophysisfractal and some textures. / In case someone wants to order this, please email me for changing the German words into English. Everything is possible. / Or maybe I will reload it without any text…the title carries the message well. / ____ / ___ / / ___ /
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The World, For Your Kiss
by Kristin ReynoldsI would be in your mouth / for hours, / days, months, years! / For as long as there is breath / within my lungs, / to make it so… If I …
Kissing at the depth of love – the sharing of soul, is a most holy experience.
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writing the wormholes
by Kristin Reynoldspulling understanding / from the faces of the minds / and the eyes / of the seers / who’ve passed breathing them in… knowing…
I wrote this last year about reading to writing to knowing the poets heart; dead, alive, makes no matter, when they are read, felt, understood, they are as alive as the reader; sharing an intimate moment as if the poet and reader were in the same room; a quiet, beautiful love affair of words and souls. / At least, this is what I feel when reading the great poetry.
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