now that june is upon us, i thought i would post a project that i finished nearly 2 months ago.
Monday, June 6, 2011
Friday, February 25, 2011
My Beloved Children ~Swami Kripalvanandaji (Bapuji)
Break your heart no longer.
Each time you judge yourself,
You break your own heart.
You stop feeding on the Love,
Which is the wellspring of your Vitality.
The time has come.
Your time
To Live,
To celebrate, and
To see the goodness that you are.
You, my children, are Divine.
You are Pure, and
You are sublimely free.
You are God in disguise, and
You are always perfectly safe.
Do not fight the dark,
Just turn on the Light.
Let Go
And breathe into the Goodness that you Are.
Each time you judge yourself,
You break your own heart.
You stop feeding on the Love,
Which is the wellspring of your Vitality.
The time has come.
Your time
To Live,
To celebrate, and
To see the goodness that you are.
You, my children, are Divine.
You are Pure, and
You are sublimely free.
You are God in disguise, and
You are always perfectly safe.
Do not fight the dark,
Just turn on the Light.
Let Go
And breathe into the Goodness that you Are.
Thursday, February 17, 2011
here
it's me...
alive & well, busying myself with little projects and experiments.
still obsessing over dolls, altars and glitter.
<3
Monday, February 14, 2011
Saturday, January 1, 2011
now and then
a new year trade~
one forgotten black baby doll, who has at last found her home...
for one small oil painting, pull to pieces by faith magdalene austin.
http://www.sundrip.com/
dolls for art, and art for dolls...what could be better.
on this first day of the new year we stand at the gate of a new beginning, the future. the past whispers to us to not close it's door, but rather unite the now and then. only with both parts will our creativity be fueled, and we are set free to dream, manifest and wonder.
x, c
one forgotten black baby doll, who has at last found her home...
for one small oil painting, pull to pieces by faith magdalene austin.
http://www.sundrip.com/
dolls for art, and art for dolls...what could be better.
on this first day of the new year we stand at the gate of a new beginning, the future. the past whispers to us to not close it's door, but rather unite the now and then. only with both parts will our creativity be fueled, and we are set free to dream, manifest and wonder.
x, c
Friday, November 5, 2010
un
octobre's lone dolly shoe has been included in a beautiful treasury. this shoe has made it's way into several vignettes throughout my living room, but i have *somehow* resisted pulling the listing. seeing as i am mint-obsessed, doll crazy, and a collector of sad, lost & random things, this little shoe is pretty darn special.
http://www.etsy.com/treasury/4cd45080b95c6d9128f4f2fe/winter-mint#4cd4adcafa5a8eef46a35709
for years, i have owned this delightful little crimson slipper.
when i acquired the shoe, i discovered this note tucked inside~
"Shoe belonged to Jean Cartier - lost the other while walking home with mother from Aunt Judgie's -
Age about four years. Mother discovered shoe gone when arrived home."
http://www.etsy.com/treasury/4cd45080b95c6d9128f4f2fe/winter-mint#4cd4adcafa5a8eef46a35709
for years, i have owned this delightful little crimson slipper.
when i acquired the shoe, i discovered this note tucked inside~
"Shoe belonged to Jean Cartier - lost the other while walking home with mother from Aunt Judgie's -
Age about four years. Mother discovered shoe gone when arrived home."
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