Peace of Mind

Hello Friends. Long time no see. Student teaching is so much fun. I was anxious coming in, but it is awesome. I love my students, my school, and especially my mentor teacher. I have been so blessed in the entire process. This is why that I know that when your desires are divine, and aligned with your life purpose things flow. I could say “I wished I had done this years ago, when I was younger”, but I know that the time is now, was supposed to be now. Anyways I have to go to bed super early and get up super early, and the universe decided I needed to stay unplugged, so I broke another phone and well whatever. lol For now. I am waiting on some funding. I am happy and all is well.

Oh, and Full Moon Lunar Eclipse on the day of my first observation. lol After that I am going to be a mentor at an ASU Poetry Slam for high school students.

I miss you guys.

Lots of love.

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Manifest Dreams

The lovebirds are daily visitors now to the backyard garden. Apparently they get along just fine with all the other species of birds that feast with them. I just counted nine of them, among the grackles, finches, pigeons, and sparrows. Such a miraculous delight to sit and watch these cutie pies fly their colors around like a frenzied artist at work. It is just indescribable.

Pretty Birds

Turquoise tail flips and cute head nods

Soft and Sweet

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Looking forward to 2018, and to graduating from college. A goal that in my youth I thought impossible, Nothing is impossible. I just got the breakdown of my NES English exam, interesting, I did score well above the standard, but boy did I bomb in the poetry section. Meter analysis is just not my thing, I knew that going in to the exam lol, at least I know what I don’t know. I have studied it since the exam, and guess what? I still don’t, oh well.

I have a good feeling overall for everybody, and for world consciousness elevation. I still believe be the architect of your dream, build it, and it will manifest. Together we can believe an manifest the world of love, beauty, peace, creation, and harmony that we want to exist in.

Namaste

Art

Gwenn Seemel

If You Ask Me

If You Ask Me                    

By

Sindy Simms

 

If you ask me, ask me who

Who would paint a butterfly blue?

 

If you ask me, ask me who

Who would hang red feathers from string

Who would hear the angels sing?

 

If you ask me, ask me who

Who would dream a fairy tale

And who would tell it very well?

 

If you ask me, ask me who

Who would count the stars for you?

 

I would answer

It is me

I do

I will paint a butterfly blue

I hang red feathers on string

I can hear the angels sing

I can dream a fairy tale

And I can tell it very well

I would count the stars for you

 

If you ask me, ask me who

It is me

I do

 

10/13/17

 

 

 

 

Mercury Re Re Re

RESPECT

Well now, I got a jump on it. Reorganizing, and redecorating, my library, so exciting to get all the books in order. I am building my classroom library for next year when I start teaching. School starts next week and I have not be Susie Homemaker this summer, I have been Sindy Reads A Lot. So I am getting things clean and orderly before BAM, so much schoolwork. lol

Here some Mercury Retrograde (Aug. 12 thru Sept. 5) links for you.

Under Pressure

Trust Me Babe

Affect on the Signs

Mercury Retrograde in Virgo

~Reset~

Rediscover~ Relocate~Redesign~Renew~Rebel

Retreat~Restart~Realign

Re~Re~Re

Birth Happiness

Sibelius Violin Concerto

Happy Anniversary with WordPress.com!
You registered on WordPress.com 5 years ago.
Thanks for flying with us. Keep up the good blogging.
Happy Birthday
Blue Butterflies & Me
Happy Birthday om!
The birth of my blog has truly birthed happiness and good friends. Thank you all so much for not only supporting my blog, but for supporting me and my life. I recall making the journey alone from Louisiana to Arizona driving a U-Haul truck and pulling a car in high winds, but I knew that my blog friends were with me and keeping me in their thoughts and prayers. This amazing community has helped me grow spiritually, creatively and consciously. I have made some really great friends here, and I love you all.
Thank you all so very much~
Namaste
Sindy

Architect Of Dreams

Remember Field of Dreams, (1989) with Kevin Costner? “Build it, and they will come.” the line echoed by James Earl Ray. I believe this about life, I really do. I read a small book from the early 1900’s and I do not recall the author, or the title, but he spoke of working with the grey matter, the materia prima, although he did not use the Latin term, he called it grey matter. He said if necessary, “To deny the obvious.” Deny the obvious if it is not the reality you wish to manifest. I am a natural at denial, I live by the river de nile. For some years now I have held a focus for the world and my dream, if I watched the news, which I do not, it might appear that my denial was not working, but I still believe it is. Build it and they will come.

This has held true in my creation of my garden. You know how I go on about, “I do believe in fairies! I do. I do!” well I do, and with the assistance of my co-creator boyfriend we have brought a fairy paradise to life.  A huge branch fell from the tree several months ago, and when that branch fell, I fell in love with its aesthetic of a magical wood. So I kept it and started to imagine and visual it as a place that fairies would build their houses and live. Well if you are my friend and come to my graduation next year you can see it. I hope it retains its magic in the blazing summer heat but every other season it is enchanting. Build it and it, and they will come!

To a Mouse

(1785)

Robert Burns

 Little, crafty, cowering, timid little beast,
Oh, what a panic is in your little breast!
You need not start away so hasty
With argumentative chatter!
I would be loath to run and chase you,
With murdering plough.

I’m truly sorry man’s dominion
Has broken Nature’s social union,
And justifies that ill opinion
Which makes you startle
At me, your poor, earth born companion
And fellow mortal!

I doubt not, sometimes, that you may steal;
What then? Poor little beast, you must live!
An odd ear in twenty-four sheaves
Is a small request;
I will get a blessing with what is left,
And never miss it.

Your small house, too, in ruin!
Its feeble walls the winds are scattering!
And nothing now, to build a new one,
Of coarse green foliage!
And bleak December’s winds coming,
Both bitter and piercing!

You saw the fields laid bare and wasted,
And weary winter coming fast,
And cozy here, beneath the blast,
You thought to dwell,
Till crash! the cruel plough passed
Out through your cell.

That small heap of leaves and stubble,
Has cost you many a weary nibble!
Now you are turned out, for all your trouble,
Without house or holding,
To endure the winter’s sleety dribble,
And hoar-frost cold.

But little Mouse, you are not alone,
In proving foresight may be vain:
The best laid schemes of mice and men
Go often askew,
And leave us nothing but grief and pain,
For promised joy!

Still you are blessed, compared with me!
The present only touches you:
But oh! I backward cast my eye,
On prospects dreary!
And forward, though I cannot see,
I guess and fear!

 That is the translation from Wiki

Follow link for original Scottish

In Retrospect

all-beauty

Happy New Year everyone! I do hope the end of the year and post Christmas week has been good to you. That rascally Mercury Retrograde has been a “bleep” . . .  Fun! Hey but so far I have survived, and I hope you have too. I have read 5 books since school got out, and done some cleaning. When my good friend Queen Suzi called me the other day and ask what I was doing, I answered, “Reading my dream journals from 2006” to which she said, “Good Mercury Retrograde activity” which it was. I kept a dream journal from 1997 to 2006. My life in Los Angels started to unravel around there as it morphed into the new. They were interesting, and detailed dreams. As I read them I recalled the dreams and I was surprised how well I had remembered some of them even sharing them with friends.

I also came across a letter from a friend who was kindly reprimanding me for bad behavior, boy that was hard to read but. . . I realized that it was something I still needed to work on. I have resolved to do so. The one drawer contained all this insight. It’s good to clean sometimes.

“Hello 2017. You’re new around here. It is nice to meet you.”