Drawn by a Star

FB tells me I posted ‘this’ drawing 6 years ago. It instantly inspired me to share the story behind the drawing,  but as soon as I finished writing this piece, the drawing vanished .  After much searching I’ve found it!   It was such an ‘aha’ moment (seeing the drawing again), I wanted  to share the story with you, along with the  prints I made at our  Passionart group this morning.    This morning after an intense hour with the estate agent, I was feeling rough .  The serious leg pain and the serious house hunting ha ve begun once again.   So love how synchronicity always kicks in at the best moment.  Seeing this drawing again has filled me with new hope.   Why?   Here’s why! In 4 weeks I will be without fixed abode again, and within 2 months, they will operate on the ‘other’ hip, so finding the ‘right’ house has some challenges.   This digital  drawing was inspired by the story of Isabe...

“Unfinished Poem" I would love to live like a river flows, carried by the surprise of its own unfolding.” ― John O'Donohue Life drawing this morning.  Bliss and Joy!  Definitely carried away on a journey of beautiful unknowing and unfolding. How can life be so sweet and so sour at the same time? I've had an overdose of disturbing news over the internet.It's time to find a powerful antidote. 'To meet hatred and loss with a generous heart is the most difficult practice imaginable. Yet what is the purpose of a spiritual practice if you are not going to use it in life's difficult moments?' 'It requires humility to surrender to the mystery of life, it's unpredictability.  It requires an equal amount of courage to face life's loses and  be willing to say: 'This too is life,'  and bear it as you find it.' and humour always helps! Above drawing by Saul Steinbe...

Dear friends, as the song says - I can't keep quiet - anymore!  I've got some good news to share. But first... what a historic week this has been.  So much confusion.  So much 'What the F* is Going On?'  So much  'How can this be happening,' etc., etc. How can we make sense of any of this? Frequently I'm not sure what I think until I see what I've written, or drawn. This has been particularly true this last week. I've felt a bit like a drone, witnessing an approaching tsunami.   Every now and then there's been a feeling  of being violently swept off my feet with the mind's voice continually yelling -  I've lost my bearing... I don’t know what to do.  Help! Major Bewilderment. Moments of deep  disbelief.  Majorly off course.  Fear. Then when I've not been observing this tsunami  drama, I'm like trying to find the door handle  in a public toilet when the overhead light's gone out. So yesterday, ...

Next Friday will be historic. Next week is almost here. The US inaugueration approaches. Worldwide, changes will start to happen. There wll be consequences. I so believe in the connection between inner and outer 'worlds.'  That we’re all connected in unfathomable ways .  That harbouring any negative thoughts, or fear thoughts, or murderous thoughts towards this man is highly damaging to ourselves, and to  the collective consciousness. Pastel drawing by Marylin Fox 13.01 17. Passionarte group. Has anybody not had a murderous thoughts towards this person? How can we make any sense of all of this? Pastel drawing by Jill . 13.01 17. Passionarte group. I’d like to share this paragraph from a friend's email yesterday. "Well I reckon we are in for an interesting year on the international stage Meg - I can't remember a time in my life when such an important role was filled by such an unknown and frankly utterly bizarre character. I won...

Amerika 5 years ago . Dear friends, greetings from the land where the sky is a mixture of ultramarine and cerulean blue nearly every day, and where oranges and lemons delight the eyes at almost every turn of the road . It’s market day.  It’ll be busy and   buzzy and exciting because tomorrow is the main day of Christmas here in Spain, the day of the Three   Kings. This is the   day the children traditionally receive their presents. It’s a special day of celebration for my dear friend Loli.   Her second grandchild was born yesterday.   She’s the aunt of the young waiter Kiki who died in the fire in the bar in Lanjaron in June. Life has been hard for her family since then.  New life is utterly awesome, isn’t it! On the other side of the world in Bolivia, the 6 th of January will also be celebrated.   In Cochabamba for my beloved adopted Bolivian granddaughter Amerika, it will be a day she won’t ever forget.     Tr...