Holding Hope in the Chaos…

This is an #Apothecary painting from a couple years back. I love #Apothecary… especially this one! And, last night, it was whispering from the wall, complete with notions of healing and relief and hope! Of perspective shifts!

Not a huge surprise, really. I mean, the question of our time seems to be all about holding hope in the midst of more chaos than many of us have known before.

As I experience the painting, the chaos is appearing in the sky, over the mysterious blue dotted being who is either an elephant or an octopus, depending on your perspective. (If you’re curious, look up elephant and octopus spirit animals and see what you learn!)

The real hope for me, in this moment, is the reminder that while the chaos feels big and close and – well – terrifying, I know there is more that is true. It has always been so and probably always will be.

My book is becoming more real by the day.

My wrist is becoming more chaotic. More painful. Less predictable. All my “typing” these days – and much of my painting – involves support gloves with copper threads which seem somewhat helpful, at least in the moment.

The big thing, though, is the sense of calling I feel to get this book out into the world – into the hands of our tweens and teens – now, when they probably feel all the chaos, too, and may not have as much practice processing it as I’ve had.

Just now, I’m going to listen to my inner wisdom which is, perhaps, elephant/octopus wisdom on some mysterious level, and let that be enough for this moment.

The Elephant and the Octopus agree! They also agree that I could, in fact, make one more matched campaign donation and turn my phone off… just in case that results in a wee bit less chaos!

ps… if your inner Medicine Basket could use a bit of new wonder, check out my MetaMod Wisdom Cards… for YOUR journey to the place where YOU are called! Just click here to be magically transported to new-ness! Daphne’s eager to help!

Nancy Drew was one of my best buddies!

Once upon a time, we were in Indiana for a visit with some of my dad’s family. My aunt asked if I liked Nancy Drew books. I didn’t know Nancy, at that time, but I liked LOTS of books. It took me about 10 pages to get hooked!

When we headed home, it was with a big box of those books in the back of the station wagon. I felt like a rich kid with her very own library!

Nancy, it must be clear, was different from most of my previous book-buddies. Mostly, I knew Betsy-Tacy books, because my mom grew up with them in Minnesota. And I knew Little House books. Also Charlotte’s Web and Stuart Little, of course. Nancy seemed edgy. Out of the box I knew.

I think what fascinated me most about Nancy was all the thinking she did. You know, figuring things out. And the secret meanings of things!

In some ways, I’m painting a Nancy Drew canvas at the moment! Full of symbols, and clues to old, old stories. And, yes… that’s one of my favorite bits at the top of this page! A mythic collection of books. Representations of things most dear and empowering to me. There’s way more of this painting, which is about to be in a book. For now, though, let’s spend a bit of time in the library part, down near the bottom. The foundation, if you will… not of what I was raised with, but of what I’ve learned more recently. My chosen beliefs.

Many of the books carry dots to symbolize the prayers of those who preserved them.

The Red Book on the left represents an ancient Red Book that carries the energy and stories of Yeshua/Jesus and the Magdalene, along with those who carried on those teachings. I have not “met” the Red Book in person, but I believe!

Toward the middle, there’s a volume with one of my favorite “secret” codes that resembles a combined “T” and “K”. It came to me in one of my first Intentional Creativity® paintings and reminds me of how totally becoming a grandmother – identifying, if you will – as a grandmother changed my whole view of the world. And, is changing it, still!

The wee dove is in honor of my Cathar ancestry. Believers who taught the ancient truths together, as beloveds. Fairy tales used to pass on dangerous traditions to their Littles.

And, way off to the right, rather like a bookend, is a clay jar, representing Mary Magdalene and the women of that time who used holy oils for healing, anointing, and for burials.

As I mentioned, there’s a lot more of this painting. For now, this is the part that’s keeping me on the road. The road of more stories for our Littles, in this midst of this confusing time.

It feels like the world needs all the Love and Hope it can get! And I suspect Nancy Drew is cheering us on as we open to the mysteries! So, I suspect, is the moon!

ps… new spaces coming up for help claiming YOUR MAGIC! Stay tuned!!! (Or leave me a comment…)

Okay, news alert! (The TV kind…)

Dear heart…

If you live in the US, you’ve probably heard at least a bit of the current flap about reporters from specific TV networks being banned from the White House.

And, you’ve probably guessed that I am unamused. Even if I hadn’t done interviewing, writing, reporting, and audio broadcasting along my winding road, I’d be horrified. Then there’s the preaching thing…

I’ve lived the challenge of telling truth – as best I understand it – in a way that listeners can actually hear. (Otherwise, what’s the good???)

That is not, however, what banning those reporters was intended to accomplish. Instead, the sole purpose was to stoke the President’s irrational ego.

Blessedly, my TV remote will still give me access to the folks doing real news. And, yes, in my world that means MS NOW. When I tuned in today, while waiting for some paint to dry, one of the reporters was interviewing Salman Rushdie.

The 79 year old Indian-born British and American novelist had a mouthful of wisdom to share about censorship and truth. My favorite bit was just this:

If you have the story to tell, then tell the damn story today!

I totally agree! (And you’re probably not surprised!)

It isn’t easy, especially if you were raised, as I was, to be politely seen and not heard. To make everyone around you comfortable.

Sadly, that doesn’t solve all the challenges we face. And one of those challenges, much in my heart these days, is speaking up for our Littles. For the world they’ll inherit. For their rights to speak up.

And – not surprisingly – some of that energy is coming forward in my book-in-progress. Blessedly, I had a very good teacher. Yep! Walter Brueggemann, who’s actually got a line or two in the book! And, whenever I need a reminder, I just look at Shoshana, who joined us as we began. She reminds me that I am here and I am ready. And she’s delighted to help remind a new generation, as well!

ps… Shoshana has a new name. (It was formerly Lily Rose.) And, in a way I’ll admit to loving, Shoshana is the Hebrew name closely related to my name which does, indeed, mean lily and rose. I’m pretty sure she’s glad to have her story told, in this day and time, just like Saman Rushdie!

pps… there will be Medicine Basket cards for tweens & teens to go with the book!!!

When we have to say “no” to say “YES!”

I’m guessing you hear me! If nothing else, this moment in time is a huge reminder that none of us can do it all! (Especially not the ones who are convinced that they can!)

At least in my world, that means making choices, and there are lots of ways to do that. We can choose out of fear. We can choose out of guilt. We can choose out of wanting to fit in. Or, we can choose from a place of intention. Of what we’re trying to accomplish with our lives.

My primary example of that, just now, is the book I’m sneaking up on finishing. It takes time. It takes money. It takes energy. It takes concentration. It takes faith and hope. It takes rest. Most of all, it takes saying no to things that don’t help!

I’ll bet you have examples of things that don’t help, screaming for attention in your head, too.

Here’s an obvious one, at least for those of us in the U.S. The election! As much as I’d like to, I can’t buy places in the House or Senate for as many folks as I’d like. Nor, in Georgia. And, since that kind of buying is pretty much what we’re fighting against, feeling guilty or inadequate about my limits doesn’t help. So… I’m giving to groups that are matching gifts. You know… we’ll quadruple your donation! And I only give to the ones I already trust. Generally, the ones close to home, though there are a few exceptions for me. (You, obviously, do you!) It’s just that I’m not wasting time feeling guilty, anymore. Or eeny-meeny-ing this one or that one.

And, in a very real way, I’m supporting candidates that also believe in what I’m trying to accomplish with my book. Creating a world where our Littles can practice claiming Fierce Compassion. And, Choice!

Fortunately, the whole telling the stories bit comes naturally to me!

Glinda is, of course, all in. A cherished reminder that I DO have the magic… and so do you! And, she’s claimed a bit of real estate where she can be a constant reminder in the space where so much of the magic happens. The studio! There’s lots of stuff shifting in there just now, but Glinda has become both hope and peace in the midst of the chaos. I’m grateful!!!

And, I have more editing to do!

Let me know what kind of space and energy you’re claiming…. it is, indeed, going to take a whole lot of us. And, yes, this magic works wherever you live and whatever you’re creating!

ps… in the practice what I preach department, I made a decision today! Some really cool (recorded) natural world things I’m studying and loving are going to have to wait until the book manuscript is done! How ’bout you???

In-ten-tion!!!

You know how, when you’re in the midst of something that you’re trying to accomplish, it often feels crazier than before you started???

I can almost feel you nodding your head! Let’s just say that if I were the tattoo type, I’d go get one proclaiming progress is messy! As it is, I think I’ve found the intention for the first layer of my about to be begun painting! Come to think of it, there may be several reasons for that!

The up-side is that the Legendary Husband and I made some actual progress today! This big piece of furniture over there. About 24 feet of bookshelf space re-claimed!!! (This is a huge thing around here.) A whole house Feng Shui chart/map! (It’s been simmering for quite a while. Apparently now is the time. Maybe the recent Lunar events are nudging me!

Here’s the thing, though… my right wrist and shoulder are not – shall we say – feeling quite as enthusiastic as the rest of me, and that gives me an idea for this moment.

Whether you’ve ever tried dominant/non-dominant hand journaling before, or it’s a totally new idea, let’s give it a go!

Actual paper and writing wand. A cuppa wouldn’t hurt.

An inquiry… perhaps about any intention you’re pondering, written with your usual writing hand. In my case, that’s my right hand, writing: What’s the next right step in making the home we have work more comfortably for us.

You do you!

Then, the response… with your other (non-dominant) hand. It could come instantly. It could take 3 days! (Or, whatever…) Something will appear in response. Add it to your paper when it does.

I’d love to hear what you notice!!! (You can leave a comment below… or email me. suesvoice@gmail.com

In a world where Cherry Blossom trees are giving their lives for ego and money, anything that includes intelligent intention could actually help make this world a bit better!

And HOPE can’t hurt!

ps… I chose that photo, above, because it, too, is the outcome of allowing newness! What finds you???

Perspective Shift!

So, you may not have heard from me this week, as you usually do. And I missed you! You see, the tech-elves ran amok! I won’t bore you with all the details. Just two things…

If you’re reading this, I’m grateful for your persistence!!!

And, I – apparently – needed some reminders about not giving up on me!!!

If you’ve been around more than about 10 minutes, you’ve probably heard me mention that I consider myself tech-challenged. It’s a processing thing. I don’t understand any of this stuff. For me, it’s all which finger I move to get the next right thing to happen?

So, after considerable shaming and blaming, along with stomping and swearing, I got some help. An old friend who’s harder to find these days than she used to be, but understands way more tech magic than I do.

Kit was apparently having a come-apart.

What I didn’t know, when we were fixing things online was that some of my old favorite style choices would get a lot harder to find. Like the fairy-tale-ish much larger letter at the beginning of a post which I finally figured out just now!

Yay, me!!!

(I gave up thinking it was rude to celebrate myself ages ago!)

Somewhere in the midst of all that frustration I reached for the only helpful thing I could think of… my very own MetaMod Wisdom Cards!

I shuffled a bunch and passed them – with hope – through my hands, eyes closed, until one called to me.

Yep! Matilda and Aslan… my Warrior Archetype buddies, right up there at the top!

The WOO really can help!!! Even in the fighting for good over evil!

They, of course, came bearing a question.

What are you/we trying to accomplish?

My list is pretty long at the moment, what with a book launch approaching and all. Here’s the bottom line, though…

I am trying to accomplish HOPE! In as many ways and for as many people as I can, starting with the tweens and teens we love. And the new book is all about that!

Here’s a peek…

For now, though… if you’d like to brush up a bit on perspective and tools, check out all the goodies, including my Meta Mod Wisdom Cards… at WingedEyeWisdom.com

How do you feel about surprises?

As the theory goes, some of us love them. Others… not so much! I’m kind of a one foot on each side of the stream kind of person. I really like the good kind. The safe, happy, exciting kind. The sad, scary, painful kind… not so much!

The surprise we’re going to talk about today is one of the good kind. Paint is part of the reason for that!

It was flower class in progress. I got all set up to start the new adventure. You know, blank canvas and all. Then, I watched the first video and started to hear another voice. My #wip known as #I Am Legend/#Threshold insisted on playing, too!

The glimpse you see, above, happened after a long night of tossing and turning. You may know the type… It’s SUPPOSED to be flowers! That’s not what I dreamed! But, you like flowers and you’re not really good at them, yet, so work harder!

You get the drift…

And, I did start painting, again, on an old, scrap canvas. Lots of buff colored paint. (Don’t ask me what all the lumpy stuff was from. I don’t remember!) Time to dry/dream. That was about the time that the paint started whispering.

Roses and lilies, of course.

Chakra colors!

Dots!!!

And, that was about the time I gave up any notion of being in charge and just joined in for the fun. And it is fun… in a mysterious sort of way.

The mini practice canvas which you glimpsed, above, was perched across from me as I took a break for lunch, when I saw the face! The teal-ish sort of paint near the bottom, and toward the left. Take a breath, please, and look deep. Eyes. Nose. Lips. Gazing downward.

At first they felt sad. Then I realized that I was being invited to pray!

Let’s just say that tea and tissues were involved.

INVITED to pray!!! Right in my studio. Deep in my heart. And that feels like a huge ah-hah at this moment in this world.

For this next moment… a nap is likely.

ps… when I woke up, and looked at the practice canvas again, I saw something new. It’s a #Filters thing… and feels like an even bigger blessing!

pps… there’s still a bit of time to check out our new year of #Red Madonna! It’s a water-y kind of thing, too… with huge space for wonder! (And for you being you!!!) Just click here for all the info…