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Once upon a time, I had a jewelers bench, it was set up for me and the way I worked, a small anvil, vise, my bench block, and a must for me was the fluorescent incandescent bench lamp. I had a big window but it faced south. A northern window would have been preferred since the light would have been more constant.  It is the little things you learn that help long-term in more than one project.  I had a flexible shaft controlled by a foot rheostat.. it was indispensable for the kind of work that interested me, it was suspended over my table so I could easily access it for my various needs.  The different types of chucks available accommodated the various sizes of drills, burs, grinding stones and polishing

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To this day I hang a flexible shaft outfit from my office window, over one of my work tables, even though my Foredom gave up the ghost long ago, I still kept all the parts, just in case…   Since I no longer work in precious and semi precious metals, I replaced my need for doing smaller projects with a Dremel.  That I could use when I was sculpting with Apoxie medium, or wood.  I’m an artist with a need to express my visual pieces with depth, and texture that can be and hopefully is tactile.

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The Foredom was and is probably the tool that I most enjoyed having over the years, I can carve small rocks with the Dremel, and it does do a lot of what I could do with the Foredom, but it is what we get used to and what we use while learning and feeling our way with a new skill that adds to the dimension of our work.  I think so anyway.

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Jewelry whether we are making it or wearing it, is an art form.  What we wear, how we wear it, speaks of our way of expressing a visual statement. n’est pas?  Errr no that web piece is not something I would make or wear, but I appreciate the work that went into it, the detail, the patience .. and even more I would applaud the woman or male who would wear it.

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“Everything old is new again”  The fashion mags are showing the “Hobo” look,  vintage 70’s Hippie style  jewelry is back. hmmm I  sigh and turn the page, I no longer want to  have the  gold, platinum, best stones, and classic pieces, I never did.. I like my gemstones uncut, and the metal thick and sculpted,   that was the reason I started making my own….. but….. I’m attracted to the semi precious stones that were worn in biblical times, and during wiccan ceremonies.  I prefer pieces that speak to me, because someone wanted to express themselves by doing something different.  Not something that is manufactured and spit out by the gross.

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I’ve taken to searching out thrift shops and pawn shops looking for unique pieces that still have their past owners energy and history on them, so that they have a “voice” that can be heard by the person willing to listen… these are the treasures that I enjoy the most.  LOL this musing all because  I looked at my Dremel this morning, and thought of my long gone Foredom.

I found an amazing piece today, I don’t think a picture would do it justice, but if I find a way to show it to you, I will… meanwhile… thanks for meandering down memory lane with me.  From me to you…

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Namaste      –       Oyashikiri

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Today was a day for listening.  First at home, then at church, and again at the hospital.  I listened.  My head was filled with words, feelings and thoughts that kept going round and round.  After a brief lunch, I got back in the truck and drove towards the outskirts of the city. Driving for me is therapeutic.

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Sometimes like this Japanese ama, I feel like I’m diving for something, and I may or may not find it.  This ama was searching for shellfish off the shores of Japan.(1930’s)  We know there is a message or “something” that we should be “seeing” or grasping….but will it happen…. only time will tell.

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Shaolin Kung Fu Student, Henan Province, China, 2004,

Everyone we  meet in life, has a “story”, an interest, hobby, something they enjoy that means something to them. And, everyone, at one time had a family, or someone who gave them birth. They have history, and they live each day making their own way in this world, one moment at a time.  Sometimes it seems endless, and other times, everything just gets lost in limbo, and truth becomes too jumbled too hard to piece together.

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The young man I saw this morning, was granted another chance at life, he was aware and in physical pain.  Some times the pain we feel is just so unique it is beyond words.  Yet through the pain, he felt the moment when love touched his weary broken body.

Love is  a powerful medicine, and a divine state of being.

We are all capable of such love, to both give and receive.

Love of life, has to begin with you.

Today was a new beginning.

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The man I met this evening, said he wished he could live in the past.

Yet in his reality of the moment, he is an artist who created a world that was of the past, and he had done it well.  His way of dealing with the present is to create a yesterday where others can see how Native American’s lived back in the days of the “wild West”

Interesting how I met with one energy who wanted to escape the past, and in the evening, I was with someone who prefered the past.

Yet both, can only live in the present … in the now…

How lucky was I … that the Universe gave me a  Yin/Yang day.

How was yours?  Life is good, it really really is.

Everyday is a good day, when I get to spend time with you..

Namaste       –          Oyashikiri

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When we drove by the Chinese Embassy today, there were bright red lanterns, flowers and decorations everywhere, it seemed so festive.  In China the Mid-Autumn Harvest festival takes place between September and October and commemorates the largest and brightest moon of the season.  It is a big celebration friends and family share moon cakes by the dozen ( see the moon cakes in left hand corner of the picture.)

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The Chinese love red, red is a happy colour, the above are Chinese Lanterns hanging in Yu Garden, during the Chinese New Year.  The next picture was taken in Beijing during the Mid Autumn Festival.

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We all celebrate life in different ways.   Lately the gift of life has played a pivotal part in my life.The energy of another human being provides a shaft of energy that oscillates giving wing to feelings and emotions that have lain dormant or have been simply non-existent.  Can one die and be reborn.  What determines the essence of life, and how it is lived.  We are told that life is the process of being alive, during our day-to-day experiences and challenges.

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Imagine sharing such a moment with another being, the awe, the speechless wonder that such a feeling can be shared, can be realized, and then released. Today, I saw the signs of a celebration, then later in the day, I felt the elation of an explosion of life-giving proportion, so great that it left me in a state of wonder. Surreal?

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PL Precept #1 ………… Life is art

PL Precept #2 ………… To live is to express one’s self

PL Precept #15……..All is a mirror

PL Precept #18   ……..Each moment is a turning point

Celebrate NOW

October 10, (China) celebrates double 10

Namaste     –     Oyashikiri

Today, October 1. PL celebrates PEACE

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Good morning everyone, bon jour, Goedemorgen

Remember. PL# 15   All is a mirror

Today we celebrate the day, be happy, be positive,

reach out and touch someone with your smile.

Namaste     –      Oyashikiri

a wish was granted .

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Thank you, each and every one of you that got in touch with me with your prayers and loving energies.
The doctors advised the parents, that nothing more could be done, that young man’s wish for freedom from the bonds of life were granted.

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Although I got to spend only a few times with this young man, I always  felt his kindness and soft gentle manner.  He may not have always been so with others, but my meetings with him were always a pleasure. He lost his granfmother a few years back, and his grandfather this past spring, he had a lot of suffering and pain around him.  It is not always easy to remain positive and strong when all around you are others fending off challenges of their own.

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In his silence, he spoke volumes, was anyone listening?   We will never know what his thoughts were the last few minutes of his life, but we will remember the man who was a son, brother,uncle, nephew  and friend to those around him, who loved him then and love him now.

His passing will help others, who are facing doubt and anxieties themselves.  It will encourage those of us who knew this young man, to be more aware of other’s needs, and perhaps help us to be better listeners, even to the silence, the space between the words.

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My dear nephew, I missed saying goodbye

you decided to simply leave to seek the freedom you so fiercely sought

I understand, I truly do, now you can be with “Mom and “Dad”

say hi, and let them know we are all coasting along here and doing our best

to not wail and cry that you’ve gone away,

of course, you know we will, cuz you were just that special kind of guy

who knew how to be a gem and a true gentleman, when you wanted of course

For sure I know how much your parents appreciated the help you were

during times when they were just not sure of how they would cope

with the burdens of life, there you were, able to help, and you did

you know now how much you are missed, and how much we do really care

wherever you are, whatever you are doing

be happy, and KNOW you are loved.

my only regret is that somehow we failed to let you know

just how much,

My memory of you will be the  last time we met, as we hugged in our shared momemt

of saying goodbye to “Dad”

You are physically gone, but you will not be forgotten.

Rest In Peace

Namaste        –        Oyashikiri

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coping

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word so easily flow for me,

yet this evening I am at a loss

I am trying to understand, how one so young can no longer want to live

while we wait, for news, if he will make it through this tragedy

I thank God for my blessings, and for the life I’ve lived

I ask myself, could I have done more

should I have known, were there signs that I missed

no one can know of course, what is really in someone else’s heart

how heavy the burden must have been

how alone he must have felt

now we wait and hope it is not too late.

Please pray for all the quiet souls who suffer in silence

so caught up in our own needs and wants

we sometimes forget to look around

and reach out with kindness

to someone who could use a friend.

I hold you all in my prayers

even though the miles are many and the distance way too far

for me to physically reach out and touch you

know that you never leave my mind.

and to you who is now  clinging to what is left of  your life

I close my eyes and pray with all my might

that the gentle hand of God will do what is right

 & allow the blessing of peace this night

namaste     –      oyashikiri

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once upon a time

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There was a time when it took hours to dress,and never would a woman be seen in public without being prroperly attired.

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This was an outfit found on a blog, 1910 daywear, high fitted waistline and baptiste blouse. So.. even in the early 1900’s women wore clothes that befitted what was considered proper dress of that period.

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remember the dresses our parents wore, or that we saw in earlier movies.

This is a Chanel Dress c.1937

I had a conversation the other day with a dear and treasured friend, that sparked a thought, and it carried through, when a Facebook friend commented on a post I had posted about how people kept cool back in the days before air conditioning.

She replied with a comment about how today, the younger people seem to always be on a cellphone.  Actually it is not only the young, many ages have taken to walking around tied to their electronic paraphernalia.

The later in the day I was speaking with someone on Skype and we talked of how “it used to be” when peope really enjoyed “community”

The theme throughout most of the day yesterday seemed to flow always with a touch of melancholy of “what was”  In the evening I met someone whose comment was ” How nice to actually see you, we seem to always be talking in text”  How true, and yes it was nice to see her … actually see her, see her sense of style, her way of presenting her physical self. Then my day today started with a personal message from someone dear to my heart, and once again I was struck by how one person can be perceived so differently, so much so… that if another friend met up with the other, there would be no way of knowing, that it was the same person they were speaking about.

Ok how do I come up with that.. look at the ladies about, and their clothing.. that is what we see, the fashion statement, or the put together look…. we are not really seeing the person that is wearing the outfit.  Today’s world is more open when it comes to fashion..never-the-less…. the person we see decked out in “la mode” of the day.. is not the person who comes home at night, and does what she does best… enjoy/live her private moments…

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Who we really are, and what is really going on inside our private world, is usually very different from the personna that is seen by friends, family and aquaintences.

Change is the only constant in life, and like the seasons, we are always changing.

Each new day brings a different experience.  With each experience, we learn and grow.

Sometimes we thing we are starting over, but we aren’t, we are only recognzing the signs we missed the first time around.

When you look in the mirror, do you see yourSELF or do you see the face of a person you are not wanting to see.?

I am blessed to be living with a man who loves me… but we both know that there are days he so so much has to work at liking me.

Once upon a time, we lived in a world that did its best to hide much of what it didn’t want to see.. Now we are living during a time when perhaps even now, we hide behind the electronic world.. if you are talking on the phone, doing your e-mails, you don’t have to deal with what is in front of you or in your immediate field of vision.

BE AWARE that today, willl someday be, once upon a time.

Namaste          –          Oyashikiri

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The same sky holds different hues on a tropical isle, where someone else sits silently alone in thought, Time has no place here, for in their heart, they share a love that transcends mortal boundaries, a love that fills the heart with gladness and joy that is beyond explanation or spoken word.

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Autumn the season of colour, cultivation,anticipation and harvest… what better time to walk with God and spend the time needed to rejuvenate and rediscover the meaning and power of unconditional love. We cannot redo the past, nor can we bear responsiblity for the next one, but we can take responsibility for now, and for how we live each coming minute of the day.  No two people are alike, yet we are ONE…. there is an invisible connection that when activated, it is a forever always moment, and everlasting.

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When our lives are deeply rooted in God/Tao, we are spiritually rich regardless of circumstances.

“I didn’t know I was waiting/lost .. till I was found.”

namaste      –      oyashikiri

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the lonely tear

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the rain fell, I could hear it beating relentlessly on the window pane

I knew eventually it would end, just like I knew that tomorrow

would be another day,  whether the sun shone, or it didn’t

the pain inside, would still be the same

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when we open our hearts to love without restriction, only unconditional love

we agree to the live the roller coaster of emotion that will eventually

wash over us. as we are betrayed by the one lonely tear

that single tear that escapes to leave a trail of scaring from the past

reminding us … that… like the love songs on the radio

to know love is to know sadness and sorrow

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no, not for love lost, but for a love so strong that it embraces the hurt and disappointments

of another, and cries in frustration at not being able to erase the other’s pain

to love  with untethered , unbridled passion, so intense, so powerful

that the one single tear,holds the commitment of all eternity

a love pure. strong and so divine, that no name or word can describe

the wonder of that single tear

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one can’t know love without knowing the agony of a bruised and broken heart

to open up to a love so sublime that the single tear  is a subliminal message

to the brain and heart, that at this moment, at this time, you are in a state

of now and forever… the lonely tear is a testament to all that has gone before

and the proof a human heart beats in time to the

rhythm of life’s ongoing energy

of love in the now

forever and always

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This song played over and over in my head…I felt I had to express how it affected me,,

me?

China Dream Wow… what a start to the day

you have no idea how simply amazing

it has been, to wake to so many birthday greetings

friends from far and wide, saying Happy Birthday!

You simply will not let me forget =^_^=

but then how could I, nor would I want to

you know why, cause each and every one of you

have touched my heart in so many ways.

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remember when Q was making her Tiny clothes

I was a sweetie wasn’t I, we had so much fun

and all the waffles we ate, and the dancing! too much

yes, many of you have traveled the years with me

big or small, you all have the biggest hearts

and I am truly blessed to have lived

laughed and loved amongst you all

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Nick and Mel, I hope to see you in the fall

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Sept.17 may be my day of birth,

but to celebrate my life without you, it just wouldn’t be

as special and happy… as you dear friends, make everyday

a celebration, 

with your sharing, caring, and special ways

of staying in touch, and living the chant of

‘WE ARE ONE!

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which one is you – which one is me

Love YOU all

each and every one of you..

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