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

Ishtar Bonnet

Beep Beep

Hopefully I don’t get a bee in my bonnet. I have no idea where this awesome photo came from must be from some European Vogue Magazine? I hope Spring is blooming for you all. It is beautiful and pollen laden. I receive Campus Alert emails whenever there is a hazard, or danger. I have to tell you. . . it is always “the bees.”  When I see an alert i think, “Let me guess. It’s the bees.” lol As I imagine John Belushi in his bee character from Saturday Night Live,

The Killer Bees

😀

I created a fairy sanctuary in my garden. “Build it and they will come.” I see little sparks of light now and again. They are protected by a gnome and standing stones.

Me super busy push toward semester end.

Visualize Peace

The Great Bell Chant

Gayarti Mantra

Mangalam

Hey Happy Spring everyone. I am so very busy with school that I hardly have time to blog, but I cannot imagine ever abandoning it. In one more month I will complete my first year at ASU and I will be a senior, Yay! I can hopefully catch up with all my wonderful friends here then. I have had the opportunity recently to work with Special Ed students and oh what a joy they are to work with, however my passion is Language Arts, speaking of which Grammar is brutal, a little better than Algebra. We have been making stepping stones with cement and my garden is more enchanting than ever.

My good friend Dewin has developed a blog, Gallybloggers designed to assist the homeless with your poetry contributions, so please visit his blog and support his noble efforts.

I do not watch the news or television and visit Facebook rarely however I heard there was winds of war, so my peace loving heart invites you to join me in visions, prayers, and meditation for peace.

May everyone be happy.

May everyone be safe.

May everyone be well.

May everyone feel love.

May everyone be nourished.

May everyone be fulfilled.

May everyone be at peace.

Namaste

 

Here I Love You

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Here I Love You

Sometimes I get up early and even my soul is wet.
Far away the sea sounds and resounds.
This is a port.

Here I love you.
Here I love you and the horizon hides you in vain.
I love you still among these cold things.
Sometimes my kisses go on those heavy vessels
that cross the sea towards no arrival.
I see myself forgotten like those old anchors.

The piers sadden when the afternoon moors there.
My life grows tired, hungry to no purpose.
I love what I do not have. You are so far.
My loathing wrestles with the slow twilights.
But night comes and starts to sing to me.

The moon turns its clockwork dream.
The biggest stars look at me with your eyes.
And as I love you, the pines in the wind
want to sing your name with their leaves of wire.

Pablo Neruda

Painting by Anna Razumovskaya

gArDeN Of aDelE

purple-dragon

19

Happy Wednesday everybody. On a lovely Tuesday morning, my day off, I sat in my garden with coffee, the birds chirping like Spring, and my kitty, listening to Adele’s “19” which I bought on iTunes once. I really like that album, and so did my kitty Spinxy. I watched her the entire time, just so relaxed and chilling under the tree. Have I ever told you all how beautiful our Fall, and Winter feather is? It’s nice. Butterflies, and Springs blooms with a crispness however.

 

Home

Unbeknownst to me

I was wandering

There was a lonliness

and a hunger.

I found a land

an enchanting one

There was magic here

The natives were not welcoming

I persisted

They relented

It is warm here

a well

a well of love

Happy Birthday Blue Butterflies & OM

APPLES IN A PURPLE BOWL

APPLES, LEMONSAND RED FLOWERS

IMG_9970 copy Brushes in Sauce can

Have your Birthday Cake by the Ocean

(Couldn’t resist)

Happy synchronicity abounds on May 25th, annually. It is my Fourth Year Blogiversary. My very first friend here at Word Press was om, and her blog, EyesOfOdysseus, was my first followed, or one of the first, and today happens to be her birthday as well. Imagine that, and we only discovered this synchronicity last year. om is a very good friend, who I cherish, and love dearly.

So Happy Birthday to om, and to my blog, bluebutterfliesandme~

I know that we have a great year in store for us!

Thank you everyone who supports me here. I wish I had more time to visit and read you all. You all have great stories, articles, insights, inspiration, talent, and so on. I mean it, and I do value you. I am humbled by everyone. Lots of Gratitude & Big love~

 

Namaste

Sindy

Once again all three paintings by the mega talented, Elizabeth Blaylock.

Quantum Afternoon

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summer tanager

indigo bunting 3

Bach

What does one do on a free day? A day virtually stress free, a day with one’s own company. Well we time travel of course. Joking. I have however been into some very deep reading, other than Earth, by Marciniak, I have been reading articles on Quantum theories, Quantum mechanics, about the various physicist. My friend says it is the Sagittarius influence. Wild synchronous events, and those little aha moments abound. You know those odd occurrences when while sitting in your car waiting to go into work, you see someone that looks like a gal you used to work with, but it isn’t her, so you spend a minute remembering them, and then they pop up. Or the two people closest to you independently watch the Hawking documentary on PBS. Stuff like that.

I had planned on reading Mary Shelley’s, Frankenstein, this summer, so I have been looking for it at the thrift stores, and found lots of other books, but no Frankenstein. “I know what to do. I will go to the public library,” They have one copy and it was out, the librarian says, “Funny, another lady was looking for it today as well.” I ask did she need it for school? The librarian said, “No she said she just wanted to read it, and was going to the book store.” lol I guess its not so incredible, but it amused me.

I bought more books, always buying books,

The Soul’s Code, In Search of Character and Calling~James Hillman

The Phenomenon of Man~ Teilhard de Chardin

The Astonishing Hypothesis, The Scientific Search for the Soul~ Francis Crick

The World Of, Physics, Astronomy, and Mathematics~From Albert Einstein to Stephen W. Hawking, Annie Dillard to John Updike

Some of the articles I have been reading:

Does the Universe Exist if We’re Not Looking 

Reality Doesn’t exist Until We Measure It

Changing Views of Synchronicity~From Carl Jung to Robert Perry (pdf)

 

All three paintings are by the amazing

~Elizabeth Blaylock~

Namaste Yall

Sindy