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Sibelius Violin Concerto

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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

Choose A Dream

“You choose a dream, or some other fantasy- image, and concentrate on it by simply catching hold of it and looking at it. You can also use a bad mood as a starting point, and then try to find out what sort of fantasy-image it will produce, or what image expresses this mood. You then fix this image in the mind by concentrating your attention. Usually it will alter, as the mere fact of contemplating it animates it. The alterations must be carefully noted down all the time, for they reflect the psychic process in the unconscious background, which appear in the form of images consisting of conscious memory material. In this way conscious and unconscious are united, just as a waterfall connects above and below.”

C. G. Jung. CW 14

Super Gratitude Sunday

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Tunes for Thought

Personal Jesus

What if God Were One of Us

Living Thing

My Sweet Lord

Man in the Mirror

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I love my life~

Goldie

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The Never-Ending Goldie

 

Goldie Locks lived in a trailer

She played doodle bugs in the dirt

She made mud houses for frogs with her foot

 

Things seem big when you are small

She likes small, cozy places

She remembers being so small her mother bathed her in the sink

 

Goldie Locks was quite precocious from the get go

At “The Little Red Schoolhouse” she punched a boy in the nose

She daydreamed in school

As she got older

She dreamed of escape

Escape from the South and that place

Called Minden, where people had nothing better to do

Than gossip

 

Eventually she did escape and her odyssey began

Just follow the Yellow brick road . . .

Discothèques, Dancing, Drugs

Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds

Wandering aimlessly

A knight appears, and says,

“California is the place you aughta be”

 

Now Goldie goes to school

The Theater Darling (Puff, puff)

Acting, Singing and Dancing

This must be Emerald City U

Golddigers, Munchkins & Mimes

Oh My!

But wait . . . There’s More!

“This is Orange County” says Goldie

“Where is Hollywood?”

 

The Hills are alive~

“There is that magical sign.”

The big, bad wolf says,

“So you wanna be in pictures”

As he twirls his sinister mustache

“Yes please” says Goldie

“Tell me I am the Girl!”

“Sure . . .”

Slick cons, dumb girls

Good Times!

 

Being a bohemian

Oingo Bongo

Melrose Boulevard

WACKO
Koala Blue

David O

And The Plimsouls

Malibu

The Valley Boys

Hot surfers

Underground Clubs

And Movie Stars. . .

 

See Me on IMBD

Just one credit

 

Super Clubs & Trendy Bistros

And swanky food service

“Hi. I am Goldie and I am going to be your server tonight.

Can I get you a drink from the bar?”

 

The Hindu temple

The Alien Church

Baby Buddha

Great friends

Film school

How to summate a life so full

 

Selling front row seat to the Laker’s

The concerts

The Super Bowl

 

Friends die

The economy crashes

After

The

Planes

Do

 

Jobs go

People go

Things are stale ______

 

You are invited to join AARP

Lost

Sad

“Should I stay? Or should I go?”

Divinely guided to GO!

Leave

Move on~

 

Goldie has a sister

The sister got her Masters

Goldie was inspired

 

A brief respite in the distant past

Louisiana

Shrimp

Drive through frozen cocktails

Lots of Baptist

 

Back to school

First a GED

 

Move again

“Go West Old Goldie!”

She packed the U-Haul

And head to “The Valley of the Sun”

Goldie is now a Sun Devil~

 

Life changes

When you let it~

Graduation happens

May, 7, 2018

 

Sindy Simms

2017

 

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Lili Elbe

by

Gerda Wegener

Return

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Horray! Happy, Happy, Joy, Joy! I rejoice that I return to school on January 9, when Mercury goes direct, and it is my good friend, Ed’s birthday! I am SO ready. I have a new internship, and although it is a little farther than I wished, it looks like a great high school. I have connected with my school friends, ordered my books, and BAM, I’m ready.

Even though Mercury has been retrograde, and the usual MR activities occurred, it all worked out somehow, and for the better some occasions. I was going to share a great article on 2017 planetary alignments, but instead I will just link it here.

Also a Pleiadian Message~ The Great Changeover 2017-2027 ~ Barbara Marciniak

Also if anyone is interested I have added all my YA book reviews, and some critical analysis to my Digital Classroom here.

Namaste

~Be Blessed~

Art By

Platux Art Photography

Mid-Winter’s Night

Painting by Kinuko Y. Craft. Oil over watercolor on board. Published by SeaStar Books 2000.Music

Hey everyone. I am wishing that you are all healthy, happy & abundant. I am hoping that you are enjoying the Holiday Season, but if perchance you are one that is troubled by the holidays, I send you extra love. I am going to see A Mid-Winter’s Night Dream, a seasonal transposition of Shakespeare’s classic, at Taliesin West, which was Frank Lloyd Wright’s, Winter home, I am so excited. Going this afternoon.

 

Painting

The Fairy Godmother

Kinuko Y. Craft