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January 3, 2014

Washi Tape Ornaments

This year I made washi tape ornaments for everyone, a different design tape and patterns for each.  This was an easy and fun way to personalize presents and let people know I’m thinking of them and appreciate them.  Here is a sampling of some of the possibilities:

12-15-13  ornaments all

The base was a thin wooden tree or star shape from Hobby Lobby then covered with various designs of washi tape. The children received the more interesting shaped Santa and reindeer going over rooftops at night.  On the back of each I clipped a piece from a LOVE tape and added the year.

12-25-13  ornament backs

These pictures then became Project Life cards in my album along with a little explanation on another journaling card.  Fun, colorful, easy, expressing creativity in a small way for showing my gratitude for others.

October 16, 2013

Wounded Child Transformation

Years ago I did a Wounded Child SoulCollage card but have not been able to find it.  Recently, events inspired me to do another when I found one of the pictures I had used on the first SoulCollage card and saw a series of related documentaries.

collage-wounded child transforms (2013-10-4)

I Am the One Who came into this life wounded from past lives; was conceived, gestated and lived early years in an atmosphere of a wounded World War II world; was subjected to the woundings from wounded people around me.  I Am the One Who grew up wounded even though there were many moments the Divine Child manifested: both potentials that  could move positive or negative.  I want you to recognize your processing which helped you to transform beyond that Wounded Child even while appreciating and honoring her.   Remember: we are all struggling souls.  I give you the capacity  to forgive where necessary, both others and yourself.

I have used this card in my Project Life album to commemorate my further healing of my Inner Child.

July 31, 2013

‘Joyful’ Journal Page

Someone I know was trying to find some joy in her life so I created this collage using various images gathered from various places, and added washi tape for a finishing border:

Joy for Katherine's w-washi

She pinned it up on her cork-board in her nursing home room so she could see it and be reminded of the things in her life she could still be grateful for and joyful about.  Many thanks to everyone whose work contributed to someone’s joy.  The process enhanced my life as well as hers.

May 19, 2013

A Real Snake in the Garden

Imagine my surprise, that after posting about a handmade knitted snake and a real experience about a snake years ago, I go outside and mow a bit then come back inside.  Later, I go out again and find a snake about 4 feet long by the mower.   It allows me to go back into the house and get my camera to get some pictures.   When it starts to move away going down the hill, I go up on the deck to keep it moving in that direction. 

A real snake in the garden.  Not that it is so unusual  (mostly turtles are seen roaming) but to happen on the same day I posted about a knitted snake is interesting.  I took the pictures and made them into another 6×10 insert for my Project Life album along with a section relating the details of the story.   I enjoy using Project Life to combine journaling with pictures to tell a more complete story.

 

May 17, 2013

May 17, 2013

As I watched the snake, I was aware of how graceful it moved, like ripples in the water.  The scales barely moved yet there was a pattern of motion , and I wondered if the snake could feel that as they propelled him along.  Or was it all so natural and familiar that he didn’t notice at all, or appreciate his own grace and beauty. 

Often we are unaware of the impact we make on others and of our own type of beauty.

 

 

May 13, 2013

Happiness is…

This weeks Top 10 on Tuesday link party list from Shabby Blogs presents the question of what makes us happy. 

ShabbyBlogs Tuesday Ten

ShabbyBlogs Tuesday Ten

It is hard to stop at only 10 items, but that is what was asked for.  Again, I was able to make it into a card that I can use for my Project Life album.

HAPPINESS IS...

How lucky we are regardless of what our struggles may be.

July 18, 2008

Tholos Forgiveness

 

The sounds of bubbling water enhanced her awareness.  She felt serene in all aspects of herself.  This is a good space in which to live, where one is totally at peace.  And what a wonderful place in which to die—in a hammock in water—not drowning, but just floating in water in the ocean or a lake or, even a pool such as this.  She lay still, attempting to remember her dream, or was it an experience?  So wonderful, but what was wonderful?  Oh, yes.  I was told to prepare to leave at any moment.  Made total sense at the time, but what did it really mean?  That I’ll die so I need to be unattached to the world and centered, or a crisis is coming and so I’ll need to be prepared to leave the house?  The water sounds so happy…bubbling and frolicking in the pool.  Does the water carry the fumes of the oracle to me?

 

I remember reading in the American Book of Dying: Lesson in Healing Spiritual Pain where the authors Gross and Klauser talked of a medieval l’Hotel-Dieu–God’s Hotel–in Burgundy, France.  In the 15th century A.D., this hospice served the social outcasts and was built over a river with a glass floor underneath the beds of the patients.  This way they could hear the soothing sounds of the moving water, as I am now.   I can tell this must be a special place, because I’m not aching from lying on the mossy ground.  This hospice had clean linens, also, almost unheard of in that time, even for the wealthy. 

 

Now I remember, another dream or experience, where someone in high authority asked if I wanted to go back and redo or eliminate some difficult times in my past. My parents were there, too, even though both are deceased for many years.  No, I said to all of them.  I wouldn’t change anything, as difficult as some things were at the time.  For then I wouldn’t be who I am today.  I wouldn’t have grown into the life I have, but still be stuck in the mundane, never having to be forced to have the opportunity to forgive both myself and another I deeply trusted, never having understood the great gift it is to be placed in a situation where one had to learn to forgive a deep wound.

 

The deeper the bond of trust with the person,

 the deeper the hurt and wounding,

the harder it is  to forgive,

 the more precious the gift of forgiveness

for oneself and for the other.

 

 May all  people who have been so hurt

 come to this gift of forgiveness

in the time that is right for them.

 

 

 

 (see also http://cityofladies.wordpress.com/2008/07/18/tholos-forgiveness/#comments)

 

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