Showing posts with label red. Show all posts
Showing posts with label red. Show all posts

Wednesday, February 24, 2010

True Art


When I was at the Tea Pot Shop, I found a spiral!  I maybe should go back, so I can find out the name of the shop, and purchase this handsome pot.  Imagine the minty, happy tea that could pour forth.


I do not believe that this painting is really this green.  I am considering entering it in a show called "Still Life."  I like the ethereal quality that develops when I let my eyes soften.  I am not sure if I am done with it.


I love red.  Red everything.  Especially red paint.


And extra especially, red ribbons in Mary's hair.

I will have to see what Hafiz has to say about red.  But that will come later.  Right now, evening has slipped in, the frogs next door are crazed with hollering.  Come to think of it, I believe they sang all day, too.  We had another wet storm yesterday and last night.  Leaves, flowers, bugs are popping out everywhere.  Yellow is actually what's happening, but I didn't take my camera out today.  Left it in the basket.


Hafiz says this about art:
Art is the conversation between lovers.

True art awakes the
Extraordinary
Ovation.

Yes, red is the applause!
xoxoLC

Wednesday, December 10, 2008

More Holy Relationship

The holy relationship is the old unholy relationship transformed and seen anew.   from "A Course in Miracles."Have you ever seen a drunken Robin?  This is why:  could it be the blazing red?
Toyon berries.  So red, so beautiful.  Seriously, after these first frosts the berries begin to ferment and the Robins gorge upon them.  Then, loopy Robin Redbreast sings and flaps and carrys-on like any other Being who has been into fermented brew. 

This morning I straggled out of bed.  It was as though my spirit just wasn't with me.  My Happy Go Lucky had got up and left without me.  Too much worry, too much old-crappy thoughts, too little of the "good stuff" had me frumpy; no amount of coffee could dislodge the ragged feelings.

I dressed, put on layers of sweaters and vests and jacket and crampy shoes and went out for my neighbor-walk, grumbling "who would walk on a cold morning like this, and who would walk with her???"  Of course, I avoided the dogs, as they read minds and would volunteer in a heartbeat, without all the negative discourse.

As I walked into my neighbor's driveway, her two pinto babies born this spring were racing each other back and forth in their pasture.  The colt bunched together and put serious speed into his frolicking.  The filly bucked and kicked and caught up with him.  Joni and I fed the horses before we started our tromping through the vineyards.  Now, how could anyone stay frazzled in the face of this pure joy?  

"Under the Holy Spirit's guidance, we come together to share joy.  Under the ego's direction, we come together to share desperation.  Negativity, however, cannot really be shared because it is an illusion."  Marianne Williamson, "A Return to Love"

What a concept: negativity cannot be shared because it is an illusion.  Holding this thought gently, imagine all past inequities, hurts, betrayals, disappointments... melting into the nothingness from which they came.  Poof.  Gone.  Holding this thought gently I allow forgiveness to melt away that which does not serve me.  Holding this thought gently, I allow myself to fill up with Toyon berry red and the Robin song to fill my ears.

All Is Well.

And the rain is coming.

xoxoLC




Friday, September 5, 2008

liquid red

So early it's still almost dark out.
I'm near the window with coffee,
and the usual early morning stuff
that passes for thought.

from "Happiness," by Raymond Carver

I wish politics bored me, rather than scare me to pieces.  I wish since fighting for democracy is such a call to arms, that there was some, democracy that is.  I wish I didn't feel so bad.  "If wishes were horses then beggars would ride," an old adage from MCP, about which by the way, I used to argue with her.  "WHY shouldn't beggars ride????"  

Red is my favorite color, when yellow or blue isn't.  Today I fell for what looks like flames in the red on the window sill, from the sunlight funneled through the small vase.  Often something red cheers me, or inspires me.  Today I say yes to cheerful and to inspiration.

Thank you.

xoxoLC
 
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