|"Frozen Road to Nowhere"
|"Frozen Road to Nowhere"
|I found this image today on the cover of a journal at the book store at Spirit Rock.
|I was wearing a string of crystal balls (combined from both of my Grandmothers gifts to me) which I also consulted.
We may not always enjoy mystery, darkness or chaos* but it is out of these states that creativity and new possibilities arise.
Consider the Big Bang theory of the creation of our world --or for that matter creation stories from around the world.
The known feels reassuringly safe, secure and comfortable. But that is an illusion. We are not living in safe, secure and comfortable times. Old paradigms and institutions and ways of life are crumbling all around us. And our planet (or at least the creatures --like us who live on it) is in serious peril.
Difficult challenges, rough transitions and nasty surprises are unpleasant. No one wants them. Not even people like me who have experienced miraculous benefits as a result of them!
But rather than despair and give up, or fight/flight/flee/fix (which includes both desperately trying to fix that which might be fortuitously broken or getting addictive fixes to numb the pain of those sharp broken edges) we need to awaken our creativity and get really curious about what else is possible.
Once our eyes adjust to the darkness of a black night, we begin to see the infinite stars of the mysterious beautiful universe.
Those stars represent so many bright possibilities that we might never have seen before.
"The stars are always there, just that they are not visible to us in the bright sunlight. In-fact, we would never know of their existence if it wasn’t for the night. And the darker the night, the more it brings forth the brightness of the stars."
Furthermore, the stars represent each of us.
We are ALL made of stars and all literally a part of each other.
However this election turned out, whether in your mind darkness or light triumphed, (or some murky twilight in between, where some "bad guys/gals" won and some "good guys/gals" won but no one is happy), we can appreciate our own light and look for it in others. AND appreciate the gifts of the darkness/ mystery and chaos that reside within ALL of us.
*Last year for Halloween I went as the Queen of Chaos in a wildly colorful costume and the previous year I was the Queen of Death -- carrying a small Glass cauldron filled with pomegranate seeds which I offered to people, asking if they would like some seeds from the underworld, and asking what in their life they were ready to let die. Unless that was the year I went as a sparkly pink fairy granting people's fondest wishes, I don't remember.🧚♀️
And just in case you noticed and you're curious, it is a complete mystery to me as to why the font shifted. It had something to do with the captions under the images, but nothing I do will fix it. I am finally surrendering. If that's the only price demanded by Chaos today, I'm okay with that!
|Photo of me by 4 year old on a "Pirate ship" in a marina playground
|This is a photo I took on the shores of Lake Lagunitas that I am using to represent The Land of &. And yes, it is for sale !
|Every day, including ones that suck, I find something to celebrate.
|I miss them.
|I took this photo of a mosaic in the window of the home of Sue and Greg Cantrell --who have a magical Airbnb in Portland. Artist Lianna Bud. I love the translucent SPARKleS & LEAPS of joyful fairies made out of broken pieces!
|Autumn is a beautiful celebration of the cycle of life and death.
|BTW --for those who expressed an interest in purchasing my photos, THANK YOU! I have been busy with the Game (and many other pieces of my current life). I will be in touch soon!
|I was at Prairie Creek Redwoods on the 4th, on my way to see my mama!
|I took this photo on the 4th on the beach at Crescent City.
|I like "Miracle in Progress"
|Okay I'm not as hot as Lara Croft, but there weren't any video game images of middle-aged nannies courageously persevering against all odds to create a game that will save the world! Plus I liked the background ship wreck.