Wednesday, September 19, 2012

Autumn Activity

This year's Little World's Fair in Grahamsville was absolutely fantastic!  
We had such a great time! 
 Of course the burning of  "prosperity" incense brought us just that...prosperity.  
Along with that we made some new friends. As usual, our booth looked FABULOUS!!! 
(BEST IN SHOW ~ ACCORDING TO OUR ARTY TEA PARTY GANG)...
HAPPY HERBS SOAP

And now we prepare for our next few shows, including the GIANT PUMPKIN PARTY. 
Altered Books/Mini Journals~Scrapbooks © 2012 hula~la
Meditation Journal© 2012 hula~la
Dream Journal © 2012 hula~la
These are my latest creations...
ready to take in some
wonderful secrets or pictures.
Or maybe they will expound on a deeper tale that is released from a place within the soul as you begin your journal journey!

Remember to burn incense for inspiration as you write your way to enlightened peace.
Patience © 2012 hula~la

Monday, September 17, 2012

Creative Chaos...again

Creative Chaos "IN HIGH GEAR" is apparent at the homestead.  
The evidence is strewn from one end of the house to the other...
and also upwards to my attic studio where the zillionz of buttons and beads reside...
and then down below in the basement where old blue jeans, if deemed worthy,
are cut and designated to the "upcycle" bin for use in the many artistic possibilities
that only good old fashioned denim can be relegated to.

I am painting, singing and dancing, cutting and pasting..
but more importantly...I am writing.  
ALL IS RIGHT WITH THE WORLD!!!

The weekly batch of "passion" incense is rolled and drying.  The burning of incense, my own blend, or one of Nina's famous blends, is a constant companion when the creative juices are flowing at full tilt.  This ritual reminds me that the passion within me will fuel the flames so long as my soul resonates the beating of my heart...and my mind stays focused on my relentless pursuit of LIFE!!!

Outside, we have weathered yet more strange weather and while tornados, hail and high winds surrounded our location...we have "weathered the storm" unscathed...but for a few downed branches. Those branches, and the few trees that have been dedicated for winter use in the wood stove are currently being cut to size.  Yes, we are rednecks with a chainsaw! 
(I even learned how to file and grease that sucker)!

The full green trees, are preparing to change colors and display their beautiful
autumn transformation.  I can however, do without the knee deep clean up of those
wonderfully colored leaves...no kidding...knee deep! Lots of trees~lots and lots of trees!

And so, while we can, we will enjoy the last days of riding the 1950 panhead 
through the mountains and countryside of our bit of the northeast. 
Oh, to live in the country!

And soon, it will be a marvelous night for a moondance 'neath the cover of October skies...There and then, he has made me his own...25 bumpy and wonderful years ago!
I AM TRULY BLESSED!  I AM LOVED!
(thankfully, in spite of my flawed self)...

Tuesday, September 11, 2012

Remember...

September 11...

We must remember that "passion" wields a double edged sword.
It has the ability to draw you in under the 
guise of love or lust,
yet, dangles love's opposite...powerful hate.

We must continue to fuel the flames of "red-hot" LOVE.
For there lies, on the cusp of joyful passion, 
a devil in the soul...poison! 

DO NOT FALL FOR IT!  
LOVE REIGNS!
LOVE REIGNS O'ER ME!

Wednesday, September 5, 2012

First Day of School ~ Senior Year


My Baby has just begun her senior year of high school...
and I am lost...good thing it is raining because it hides my tears as
I stand there with the dog and blow a kiss to her.

It's all good ~ bittersweet, I keep telling myself as my husband of 25 years smiles
and shakes his head.  The dog whines because the school bus didn't stop...he's used
to walking her to the bus, getting on for his morning treat, making his way down
the aisle to greet all the kids...for now she is a licensed driver with a school
parking permit. Which also means, that he no longer has to wait at the end of the
driveway in the afternoon for the bus to safely deliver her back home.

 However, on this first day of school, the motocross racer boyfriend
picks her up in his pickup truck, giving me yet another gray hair, for sure.
And as I try not to read him the riot act about carrying precious cargo, I send them
off with good wishes to enjoy their first day of their last year of high school!
Of course, with a juice box and goldfish crackers and a special note tucked inside
her little lunch bag...she is still the Baby, after all.

Milestones...roots and wings....and all that jazz!
I guess it is time for me to heed my own advice to my 3 beautiful daughters ~
"DON'T LOOK BACK ~ YOU'RE NOT GOING THAT WAY"