Magic Moments-Now

We each must do our best with the opportunities we are given even when they seem beyond us. And we can choose those friends who help us realize the best that we can become. i live through hope  and faith in those friends. Knowing they are there gives me courage to address a home of 21 rooms and 7 generations of accumulated stuff…

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Here is an Advent calendar of Esperanza that i made some years back for our children. And, yes! it has 21 rooms, a barn, 2 guest cottages, and 2 garden sheds all packed to overflowing and, and, and….

I know I can,

I don’t know how

To write the Poem

That is Now.

You’re in it

That I’m sure.

It’s just you’re not

An easy  aperture

Of flesh and blood

And touchable sense;

But more a Dream

Of unshakable permanence-

Whirling in my mind

Directing every Attitude

That shapes my course

In unending Gratitude.

I don’t know how.

I can, you’ll see

Live the life

You wished for me:

To put my mark

upon this Place

and do it all

with simple Grace.

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for my readers who can’t know all the particulars i will have to spend less time painting and posting to this blog in order to make more time for the house but i won’t disappear. I’ll still be here and listening-

Magic Moments-at home

Promises kept-

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May it be an evening star shines

down upon you

May it be when darkness falls

your heart will be true

You walk a lonely road

Oh! How far you are from home

Mornie utulie

(darkness has come)

Believe and you will find your way

Mornie alantie

(darkness has fallen)

A promise lives within You now

May it be the shadows call

will fly away

May it be you journey on

to light of day

When the night is overcome

You may rise to find the sun

Mornie utulie

(darkness has come)

Believe and you will find your way

Mornie Alantie

(darkness has fallen)

A promise lives within you now

A promise lives within you now

with love,

Angel in the dust

Magic Moments-“YES”

Jan. 6, 2017

9:00 AM

I closed my eyes

and felt you there-

The room was darkened still, with blinds shut tight.

I wondered was there someone there

to put the coffee on and

End your night?

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Red tail hawk from this mornings walk

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and a sketch from last night’s figure drawing-

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Now off to mess about in clay and it is a beautiful day with a dusting of bright snow under foot.

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Magic Moments-in discipline

Tapas

So today I bought a Day-Minder for 2017: I guess that means I intend to keep on trying.

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Everyone makes New Years resolutions even when they claim they won’t and I am no exception; I will title mine “YES” for moving forward one day at a time into the New Year. “Y” is for Yoga practice, “E” is for exercise of all kinds, social and solitary, “S” is for sketching. And here is today’s sketch-

Not Jean-Baptiste-Simeon Chardin but the best i can do.

 

I make no promises except to try, and to be mindful, and kind.

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Magic Moments-lost

Ishvarapranidhana:  one of the five observances of yoga needful to find balance and harmony within oneself.

(Spirituality-take one of the Rose -piano version by Jamie which i am unable to upload to my blog but can email to you if you would like it and Surrender-take one by me in watercolor below-drag and drop) And yes, I paint to music.

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Autumn flower

Little Angel could have bloomed fragrant and bountiful in spring

Only Fate delayed the arrival of her Prince and now

Frost is in the air.

Buffeted by wind, broken-stemmed, tired, and old

She sends out a few more blossoms reaching toward heaven.

Even her leaves flame in a fond farewell.

And like bright confetti tossed in abandon after the party is over

Her petals drop gay against the grey of winter’s long sigh.

                                                                                                                         June 30, 2016

                                                                                                                          Holly Hall

Magic Moments-Drifters

There’s such a lot of world to see-Breakfast at Tiffany’s-

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Moon River, wider than a mile,
I’m crossing you in style some day.
Oh, dream maker, you heart breaker,
wherever you’re going I’m going your way.
Two drifters off to see the world.
There’s such a lot of world to see.
We’re after the same rainbow’s end–
waiting ’round the bend,
my huckleberry friend,
Moon River and me.

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(Holly Golightly)

Magic Moments-without heartache

Working in another world-painting on an old “canvas”,

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Another kind of painting in which I had the pleasure to participate involves using a 3” brush and no color mixing-no chance for “mud”-no use of expressive brushwork- In fact the smoother and flatter it is the better.IMG_2143 (1024x768).jpg

We are restoring one of the bedrooms in the family home. We had a wonderful artist re-plaster the ceiling and now we are working at saving the wallpaper (c 1888) and have repainted the floor. IMG_2147 (768x1024).jpg Now if only I had the  $$$$ I would have the original oil paintings conserved as well before they are re-hung but this is a do it-yourself restoration and we will have to be content with what we can manage on our own.

 

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Magic Moments-unlocking the moment.

I often find myself almost assaulted on daily walks and drives by images and ideas that beg to be painted. But, recently painting has been beyond my will. Trying to paint brings me great pain and unhappiness. I keep asking for the magic to return. – Asking, “Where have you gone?” Oh, I know, “you just need to want to make it happen.” But, what do I want? I want to be happy, happy painting. Why then just paint only something is missing.

-Just try, and try again. Try even when you fail.

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Coyote cubs serenade an evening too soft for witches.

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Dog Moon caught in the old oak lighting liquid colors too dark to paint.

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Road in a yellow wood.

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An unexpected glimpse ever so brief, yet so real, brings anxiety, anger, and despair, until Happiness comes and floods out every other emotion. Could this be the key to unlocking the moment? How can one paint the wonder of quickened breathing and the beating of a heart? Can I hold onto this moment? And, try, try again.

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Magic Moments-of Love and Gratitude

Come with forgiveness and surrender.

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  Holly Hall

The boat I travel in is called Surrender. My two oars are instant forgiveness and gratitude~complete gratitude for the gift of life. I am thankful for the experience of this life, for the opportunity to dance. I get angry, I get mad, but as soon as I remind myself to put my oars in the water, I forgive.

I serve. I do the dance I must. I (paint pictures), but I am not the doer of this work. I am the facilitator, the instrument~I am one part of the symphony. I know there is an overall scheme to this symphony that I can not understand. In some way we are each playing our own part. It is not for me to judge or criticize the life or work of another. All I know is that this is my dance. I would (paint pictures) today even if I knew for certain that the world would end tomorrow.

Balbir Mathur, founder of Trees for Life, from a Heron Dance interview. Quoted from the Heron Dance book of Love and Gratitude.

This is a lovely book and if you do not have your own copy you owe it to yourself to get one and keep it by your side as i do.

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