DAD and the Quest for Beauty

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I wrote this piece the morning of the afternoon that I received a call from Nana, my stepmother, letting me know that Dad’s health had taken a turn for the worse, and that I better get to Canada to see him right away. I had reservations to go in 2 weeks. Thankfully I boarded a plane the next morning and had five days of heart-wrenching, tender, sweet, blessed, and at times hilarious, moments with my beloved father. This past Monday, July 23, 2018, my dad took flight and left the body that housed the beautiful Soul of my Dad. I share this in honor of him, with deep gratitude and love, and a heartbroken . . . Wide OPEN.

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Dad loves to walk through nature with binoculars, not just as he climbs mountains to see far off vistas. But also, he takes them on walks through his own neighborhood, so that he can see a perspective of beauty that cannot be seen with his bare eyes. He reaches for the beauty beneath the surface of an emblazoned Fall leaf, fallen to the ground, the varied tones of color on lilies lining his house, a bee crawling deep into a bloom, the reflections of trees in the serene waves of a lake. He would be in awe at this deeper beauty that many of us pass by, unaware of what lies beneath the surface of what we see. Dad enthusiastically shares his appreciation, handing over the binoculars so I can see what he sees.

I am a visual artist, who uses paint to express a world beyond sight. I interpret the beauty of the Divine, Souls, Spirit that vibrates within and beyond this tangible world, we behold. I reach beyond what I see and I feeeeeeel this dimension of boundless Love and infinite possibilities, and I use color, shape, movement, and insight, inner sight, to express the beauty beneath and beyond the surface. I paint the essence beyond the form, of flowers and fauna. I paint the Soul, embodied by humanity, and the human enlivened by the soul.

My dad’s love of beauty, his appreciation for the deliciousness of life and his passion for the wellbeing of all people and this beloved planet, undoubtedly inspired this deep passion within me as well. This passion has blossomed into my own unique expression, through art, vibrational healing and sacred activism that aims to uncover the buried parts of another, so they can be revealed to their own bare beauty, their unique genius and gift to us all. I peer through my metaphorical binoculars and enthusiastically tell them what I see, that they cannot see, about the beauty and perfection of them.

My Dad is a passionate lover of Beauty, of Life, of humanity, of family, of the great Mother Earth. His activism is fueled by this Love. This is the way God lives and expresses Itself through my father. Through his love, felt and expressed in his own unique way, he has changed the world. He has brought more Beauty to the surface, so more of us can see and feel it with bare eyes. Dad has tirelessly toiled to raise consciousness and offer solutions to raise humanity to a place where poverty and hunger no longer hinder us from knowing the Beauty of being human.

By first seeing the pain and injustice, the flaws in the systems of society, he reaches, as I do, to unearth the Beauty of humanity and the absolute brilliance of the planet we inhabit, to inspire a deep desire for change. How can we make this world a better place for all humans, for all sentient beings, honoring the earth and recognizing the interconnection of all life?

My father, in his own unique way, has shown me this truth. The truth of Beauty beyond our wildest imagination, and the sobering reality that too many of us can’t see it. So in honor of my Dad and his beautiful, bold and brilliant spirit, let’s all get out our binoculars and commit to seeing the Beauty above and beyond, and live our lives in sacred service to sustaining and honoring this Bare Beauty in ourselves, others and in the beloved Mother that sustains us all!

 

BEAUTY that Lies Beneath the Surface
Reach into the truth of Beauty and you will
see and feel
the beauty that lies at the core of EVERYTHING

The cleansing waters within the tears of anguish
The joy underneath the sorrow
The love at the core of grief

The wisdom born of failure
The baby born from pain
Compassion felt from knowing suffering

Deep rest inspired by a sick body
Passion and purpose awakened
in the midst of the unacceptable

Liberation and reunion within the dying body
Life at the core of death.
Eternal life beyond the physical

Peace in the center of the storm
Joy in the midst of sorrow
Laughter in the middle of loss.

Wholeness at the deepest core of the most wounded and broken of us
Oneness in a world of individuals

Beauty is everywhere
Within everything and engulfing it ALL
It takes faith
Imagination
and vision to know the Truth of the
Beauty you cannot see

But if you have the desire and the intention
I promise you,
the miracle of Beauty
will reveal itself to you
and your inner sight will be reflected in your outer vision
and together we will transform the world!

I love you, Daddy! Fly high!

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Mother Soul

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The following is a beautiful transmission offered to me by my Divine Guidance while I am in my own Akashic Records. Often I open my records and then ask a question to the Masters, Teachers and Loved Ones and then ‘channel’ the answer by writing in my journal. This has been a wonderful and enlightening practice that I have been doing for many years now. It has been very helpful in accessing a deeper wisdom that really is at the core of my being. My Guides work with me to unveil my own knowing. For this I am very grateful. Yesterday was Mother’s Day 2016. This is how I began my day. Sitting on my back porch surrounded by my personal garden paradise, I take a moment to meditate and then open the Akashic Records.

Me: I am feeling an underlying sadness. Not sure what it is all about. Woke up with a little pang of anxiety, something I have not felt in a really long time. I would appreciate your help so I can get some clarity.

MTLO (Masters, Teachers, Loved Ones): Blessings dear child. You are entering a phase of deep remembering. You are holding the heart of mother’s in yours. It is heavy with both sorrow and love. Mother’s weep everywhere for the awakening of this planet’s inhabitants. The Mother Earth holds you all with deep love and care and yet she is incensed by your wild adolescent disregard, your narcissism that renders her lands disrespected.

She is shedding the old you, like the lizard, green like spring leaves, sheds it old skin. She is shaking you up, opening your hearts and piercing the shield that has inebriated your mind, keeping you from recognizing your Soul.

Your Great Mother loves you Unconditionally and embraces the essence of humanity in her massive brown body, weighed down by the waters of her deep blue sea of tears.
She will not forsake you in your childish tantrums, but she will coax you awake with her winds and fires and trembling lands. And if you continue your flailing and screaming your rants of fear, separation, possessiveness, she will erupt mountain tops to bring you back to your senses.

You sense the mother that weeps for her children, as you carry the imprint of the mother gene in every living cell of your body. You know and feel the aching of the earth and your human sisters that yearn for your children to Awaken to the Love that they are. You know the deep desire that the Mother holds to feed her children all that nourishes their bodies, minds and souls.

The Mother Soul you inhabit is not just the human individual self that strives to balance this sacred role on earth, but she is the collective Soul that sits in the core of the earth and is born of the Divine Feminine.

This Mother Soul is wild and sensual, fierce and determined. She is soft and nurturing, steady and committed. She is utterly creative and her strength is unrivaled in the Universe.

Today on this day that the Mother is honored, you feel her Heart in your heart and your desire to weep is the yearning to release all the fullness that overflows the great breadth of her loving chalice.

Your own vessel cannot hold the massiveness of love and gratitude that you feel for the Mother Soul. It cannot contain the tendrils of her Love that reach out like roots extending to the core of the earth.

You yourself born of mother, belong to the mother, just as you are mother yourself. The intricate web of love embodied by the Divine Feminine courses through your veins and roots you to her heart.

Surrender to her, for she will nurture you and guide you and prepare you for your flight. Let go and trust, for she is the bridge between the Unlimited Divine and the brilliant flesh of life. She will show you how to live on earth embodied by your Soul. She will show you the Divine, living within the manifested world.

And when you surrender to her love, her wisdom, you will at last, be free!

Happy Mother’s Day beautiful Soul Mother. We honor and celebrate you in all ways!

PEACE AND PASSION

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For my 40th birthday, Sherman, my husband, gave me the best gift ever. He designed and self published a book of my art. I had been saying I needed to do this for years. I had many of my paintings already photographed. He managed to do it without me knowing. I was shocked and moved and very grateful. I was able to go back into the program he created it in and edit the book, as he knew I would want to. I added poetry and paintings, and yet the original was beautiful and complete unto itself.

The title of the book is Peace and Passion. I feel like those two words truly encompass the essence of my art as well as my personal approach to life. Not so long ago I wrote this poem:

Peace and Passion

I am passionate about Peace
it is the essence of what I desire more than anything else…
the sensation of peace

Peace is a passionate place
that resides deep
in the red hot crevices
of my heart

It is soothing
and sensuous
It is sexy and expansive
It is ecstasy
and the deep sleep
that follows a passionate
release.

It is the place
felt
after resistance
yields
to surrender.

It is commitment
to the innermost
intimate place
that when we touch it
we open to
the most ecstatic
passionate

F R E E D O M

Passion without Peace
is an amputation
a limb without the body to
ground it

into the lush
yummy
silence

Passion without Peace
is flight
endless flight
without a place to land
when the wings are weary.

Passion is Peace
the expression of all that Peace knows
They are the yin and the yang of each other

I choose Peace
first
and then may the wings of Passion
carry me
into the unknown realms
that Peace would have me know

then….
may Passion
open me
render me helpless
to control its joy
its vast, endless, bottomless pit
of Love….expressed

May Peace surrender me to Passion
and may Passion
open my heart
fearlessly to
All that Is

All
that
Is!

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