2 June 2018 Light in the Dark (drawing) and Contemplation On No-Coming and No-Going (Thich nhat hanh)

Hi there.  It’s been a hot Saturday afternoon, like 98 degrees,  but I still managed to spend some time out with my chalks!  It’s always nice when the sun moves over to the front side of the house so we have shade out back lol.

This drawing seems to be about approaching a beam of light in the dark.  What comes to me is you have to proceed with caution when on such a quest!  I can remember what one of my doctor’s told me when I handed him a two pieces of orgonite I had made.  One was clear and had dandelions in it and the other was very dark blue and you couldn’t really see through it.  He chose the piece with the dandelions over the other one.  He told me he didn’t care for the dark blue one because he couldn’t see through it.  It made him think of how he felt about a dark room.  He said, “It’s not the dark that I’m afraid of, it’s what is in the dark that worries me.”  Yep!

Hope you have a great rest of the weekend!

2 June 2018 – This drawing is kind of the opposite of a drawing/painting I did before where someone was emerging from a cave lol. Now we are going in to check out a mysterious light in the shadows. Sometimes it’s hard to find light in the darkness.

12 9 7 8 20

L I G H T = 56

4 1 18 11 14 5 19 19

D A R K N E S S = 91

http://www.worldprayers.org/prayerwheel/index.html – I spun the prayer wheel a couple of times and this beautiful verse came up to share

This body is not me.
I am not limited by this body.
I am life without boundaries.
I have never been born,
and I have never died.

Look at the ocean and the sky filled with stars,
manifestations from my wondrous true mind.

Since before time, I have been free.
Birth and death are only doors through which we pass,
sacred thresholds on our journey.
Birth and death are a game of hide-and-seek.

So laugh with me,
hold my hand,
let us say good-bye,
say good-bye, to meet again soon.

We meet today.
We will meet again tomorrow.
We will meet at the source every moment.
We meet each other in all forms of life.

contemplation on no-coming and no-going – thich nhat hanh
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24 May 2018 Drawing Seven and Nailed It (Netflix)

Hello to you.  Hope this finds you well wherever and whenever you  are as you visit here.  Thank you for stopping by!

Before bed last night I did this drawing and there is a lot going on!  The seeming eternal worship of people who may be don’t deserve the honors, paranoia (“eyes” being everywhere these days),  Hawaii’s  Mt. Kilauea blowing up (https://qz.com/1287008/hawaiis-kilauea-volcano-is-creating-methane-fissures-in-the-streets/), prayers to heaven and tears of rain falling in response and finally the seven deadly sins that refuse to stay “dead.”

I have been doing a lot of praying for the worlds greatest good these days.  There is so much it’s hard to focus on just one thing.  I just want things to be better for everyone (not just humans) and apparently that is quite a difficult thing to orchestrate for God.  I imagine God has this huge board of the present time and all the pieces of the future that have to land just so in order for desired outcomes to occur.  Even though we think things couldn’t possibly head in a better direction standing in this moment, I feel there is a divine plan at work.  Even if things won’t be immediately better for many of us, I am sincerely hoping our children will fare much better.  We are a part of the change they will live to see…..the people they will eventually be.

24 May 2018 – drawing I did before bed last night. A lot going on!

Doesn’t it feel like just when you have one of the seven under control another rises up to take its place?!  Such a tightrope act to be a balanced human being in such a chaotic world.    We are trying to find more reasons to be grateful, to laugh and to love.  We found a fun show on Netflix recently, Nailed It, that is helping for a bit.  It is absolutely hilarious to watch ordinary people try to recreate really elaborate pastries!  The two primary judges, Nicole Byer and French chef Jacques Torres, are absolutely adorable.  Hopefully there will be more than one season.  Thank you Nicole and Jacques for helping make our world a little brighter.

Nailed It I Trailer [HD] I Netflix

Published on Feb 21, 2018

This is Nailed It, the show where everyday home bakers attempt to recreate amazing treats…and don’t always get there. From gingerbread men that look like monsters to wedding cakes that would make any bride say, “I don’t.” If you’ve ever tried to make something epic and wound up with an epic fail, this is the show for you. The baker who comes closest to success will walk away with $10,000 and the chance to finally say…Nailed It! #pinterestfail

16 18 1 25 5 18

P R A Y E R = 83

22 15 12 3 1 14 15

V O L C A N O = 82

1 18 20

A R T = 39 (3 cycle)

4 18 1 23

D R A W = 46

19 5 22 5 14

S E V E N = 65

19 9 14

S I N = 42 (no surprise, 3 cycle)

12 1 21 7 8

L A U G H = 49

20 5 1 18 19

T E A R S = 63 (9 cycle)

16 1 18 1 14 15 9 1

P A R A N O I A = 75 (3 cycle, no surprise right?!)

20 23 9 14

T W I N = 66 (3 cycle)

3 1 11 5

C A K E = 20

16 9 5

P I E = 30 (3 cycle right to your thighs lool)

 

14 Nov 2017 Beyond Attachment to Names (mevlana jelaluddin rumi ) and drawings

14 Nov 2017 Jackie Wygant outdoor chalk drawing 1159 am Alvarado TX 1

14 Nov 2017 – It doesn’t matter what your name, your label, there is one cause for us all….unity.

14 Nov 2017 Jackie Wygant outdoor chalk drawing 1222 pm Alvarado TX 1

14 Nov 2017 – No more yellow ribbons…no more war.

14 Nov 2017 Jackie Wygant outdoor chalk drawing 1141 am Alvarado TX 1

14 Nov 2017 – We rise.

http://www.worldprayers.org/archive/prayers/celebrations/move_beyond_any_attachment.html

Move beyond any attachment to names…..

Every war  and every conflict between human beings has happened because
of some disagreement about names. It’s such an unnecessary foolishness, because just
beyond the arguing there’s a long  table of companionship, set and waiting for us to sit down.


What is praised is one, so the praise is one too,
many jugs being poured  into a huge basin. All religions, all this singing,
one song.  The differences are just illusion and vanity. Sunlight
looks slightly different  on this wall than it does on that wall and a lot different
on this other one, but  it is still one light. We have borrowed these clothes, these
time-and-space personalities,  from a light, and when we praise, we pour them back in.

mevlana jelaluddin rumi – 13th century

14 April 2017 A loving presence before bed

Hello and good morning to you.  I hope this finds you well and good on this Friday…for my Catholic family it is Good Friday.  It always confused me how there was anything good about a man being betrayed and murdered on a cross by the very same people he was trying to save.  Kind of a mixed message there!  Kind of like the one’s I’ve been getting from every other facet of the world we live in these days.   It’s not for me to decide what is good or not for anyone but myself.  To me, murder and betrayal is not something to celebrate.  Some may say I am missing the point of the holiday.  It’s supposed to be a good thing that Jesus died on the cross for everyone’s sins but looking across history to include my own as a sinner….I think some have taken liberty with this sacrifice way too far.  Thinking they can get away with anything to include genocide of entire peoples and animal species and still be forgiven.   If they actually admitted and took responsibility for the things they’ve done that have wronged others and genuinely tried to make amends for them….and didn’t keep repeating the same mistakes even when they know better,  I wouldn’t have such a problem with this concept.

After I found out my country let loose the “mother of all bombs” yesterday over Afganistan I was very sad.  Like I told my neighbor when she said to me you can’t let the news get to you, “When someone does something like that to someone, they have done it to me too.  I take things like that personally.”

So I have been finding it hard to sing like I normally do lately.  Last night a song came to me to help me process my hurt:

Song that came to me before bed last night.

“I cried for you today

Because I was too sad

To Pray

What my eyes beheld

Left me

No more words to say.”

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I was having trouble going to sleep.  So I talked to the God of my understanding out loud and one of the things I had to say was, “Where are you?!”  Well something very beautiful happened as I was drifting off shortly after.  I felt this fluctuation or shift in the energy in the room like someone who truly loved me walked into the room for a moment.  The feeling I get when Kyle comes home from being at work or whatever.  It just made me feel warm in my heart and so comforted.  I was able to actually get some sleep after that.  I don’t ever know specifically the source of these presences I sometimes sense, but this one was just the one I needed!

Last night on Rift (MMORPG I play) there was a lot of conversations about God in chat and how God can’t exist because there is no evidence.  What a couple of us said was simply this, “Look around you.”  Every time I sit under our little oak tree out back and watch the bee’s nuzzling around in dandelions, look at Link and Spot, see Kyle’s smile, hear children laughing,  or look at our roses – there is God for me.  You just have to look, God will become less subtle and there will be your evidence.  I understand the skeptics because my faith has been tested and I have questioned things so many times but the one thing I do that many skeptics do not is this, I ask the question, “God, where are you?!”  You just have to ask and the specific answer, made just for you will come.  You just have to let go of your expectations of something big, flashy and “in your face” will always be the answer.  The God of my understanding tends to answer my question in subtle tones.

If your interested, the Daily Good feature story for today – another book I’ve added to my wish list!

http://www.dailygood.org/story/1578/viktor-frankl-and-the-search-for-meaning-a-conversation-with-alexander-vesely-and-mary-cimiluca-fran-grace/

“When we are no longer able to change a situation, we are challenged to change ourselves.”

“Everything can be taken from a man but one thing: the last of the human freedoms—to choose one’s attitude in any given set of circumstances, to choose one’s own way.”

–Viktor E. Frankl, Man’s Search for Meaning

https://www.amazon.com/Mans-Search-Meaning-Viktor-Frankl-ebook/dp/B009U9S6FI/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1492176843&sr=8-1&keywords=man%27s+search+for+meaning+viktor+frankl

Psychiatrist Viktor Frankl’s memoir has riveted generations of readers with its descriptions of life in Nazi death camps and its lessons for spiritual survival. Between 1942 and 1945 Frankl labored in four different camps, including Auschwitz, while his parents, brother, and pregnant wife perished. Based on his own experience and the experiences of others he treated later in his practice, Frankl argues that we cannot avoid suffering but we can choose how to cope with it, find meaning in it, and move forward with renewed purpose. Frankl’s theory-known as logotherapy, from the Greek word logos (“meaning”)-holds that our primary drive in life is not pleasure, as Freud maintained, but the discovery and pursuit of what we personally find meaningful. At the time of Frankl’s death in 1997, Man’s Search for Meaning had sold more than 10 million copies in twenty-four languages. A 1991 reader survey for the Library of Congress that asked readers to name a “book that made a difference in your life” found Man’s Search for Meaning among the ten most influential books in America.

 

 

24 Jan 2017 Morning Drawing and Buster (loving your neighbors and their pets)

Hello to you family. It’s 11:48 am as I start to write to you today. I hope this finds you well as you find me here whether on purpose or by coincidence.

I am doing fairly well today except that no one is sleeping well in our house for going on weeks…months (?) now and I am concerned about my neighbors little Yorkshire terrier named Buster. I call him Buster Bear. I think he has been left alone by his owner and I’m not sure if he is being cared for. As those of you that are dog lover’s know, Yorkies are companion dogs and prefer to be close to their owners. I’m fairly certain he has food and water but he must be so lonely being left in a big house all by himself for going on over a day now. I’m hoping he’ll come outside and peek at me like he typically does through the slats in our adjoining fences. We plan to do the food over or through the fence test if he does. If he eats what we provide ravenously then we know we have a problem. I hope that’s not the case! I don’t just love my neighbor people, I love their dogs and cats too!  All the different forms life takes on this planet are neighbors to me!

This isn't Buster but what he looks like.  Adorable!

This isn’t Buster but what he looks like. Adorable!

We know his owner but don’t know them if that makes sense. We’ve talked to each other but haven’t exchanged phone numbers in case of emergencies etc. Yesterday a cop came by the house because someone wants to donate a new Texas State Flag and United States Flag to replace the tattered rags he’s got billowing on the flag pole in his front yard right now. No one came to the door but Buster was barking….sigh. I’m trying not to be a nosey neighbor but it’s hard. If you ever saw Buster you’d understand.

Anyhew. The drawing I did today is me thinking about the clouds passing overhead again. I was thinking about all the particles of “life” the clouds that pass overhead carry from place to place…..sky ships again.

24 Jan 2017 - Clouds of Life Passing Overhead drawing I did today.   The sky ships looking down on me as I look up at them as they pass me by.

24 Jan 2017 – Clouds of Life Passing Overhead drawing I did today. The sky ships looking down on me as I look up at them as they pass me by.

If you haven’t been told your loved today, I will!  I love you and even though we may not know each other in person, in my heart I feel we are all family.

24 Jan 2017 - Hello from me today!

24 Jan 2017 – Hello from me today!

http://www.worldprayers.org/prayerwheel/index.html

Let the rain come and wash away the ancient grudges, the bitter hatreds held and nurtured over generations. Let the rain wash away the memory of the hurt, the neglect. Then let the sun come out and fill the sky with rainbows. Let the warmth of the sun heal us wherever we are broken. Let it burn away the fog so that we can see each other clearly. So that we can see beyond labels, beyond accents, gender or skin color. Let the warmth and brightness of the sun melt our selfishness. So that we can share the joys and feel the sorrows of our neighbors. And let the light of the sun be so strong that we will see all people as our neighbors. Let the earth, nourished by rain, bring forth flowers to surround us with beauty. And let the mountains teach our hearts to reach upward to heaven. Amen.

a prayer for the world  rabbi harold Kushner 2003